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The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical.

Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable.

With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question.

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Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps.

His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement.

When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck.

Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel.

Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box.

Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable.

It was all for first love.

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Devil Child

Domineering even over the haze that attempts to swallow them up, Kamiyama's troops and tankers emerge powerfully.

Wobbly-legged, the battalion's soldiers hold each other up. It will be a miracle if they manage to succeed in this battle, but they are not about to make vain their fallen comrades' sacrifices by running away.

At the front of them all, Noe hears and sees the low likelihood of victory. Watching Kamiyama's troops and military tankers roll towards the dome, Noe formulates a plan.

Before the opposing forces can break into their line of defense, Noe grapples them within a mixture of his energy and oxygen. Wrenching his arms upward, Noe flips each and every soldier and tanker onto its belly.

Within their bulky armor, the troop's center of gravity shifts to their backs. They fail to rise onto their feet.

Fuel leaks out of the tanker's bellies and over their metallic surfaces, perfect for setting alight.

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