Debasish_padhi

Destruction ravaged the planet as a new dawn of bloodshed overtook. 
Being weak is a sin, but fate plays cruel jokes on us.
"If only I could get another chance to ." A dying man raised his hands towards the sky.
"Guess what? His wish is granted."

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AIGIS

Back in the infirmary, Morish Freeman and three of his teammates were lying on emergency beds, covered in a large volume of bandages. The injury this time was too grave for them to be treated lightly.

"What is their situation?" A middle-aged man asked the doctor.

"I would be lying if I said it is not grave. The least number of broken bones we found is 15, and let's not even talk about torn muscles and skin fractures, along with burnt patches of skin and large open wounds. Yet they are easily recoverable. The problem shows up when we compare their cases to Morish."

"Is it grave?" The middle-aged man asked.

BEGINNING THE PROCESS