Syal

The future of humanity was decided by a rain of crimson meteorites that fell from space and touched the earth's surface.
The skies turned red, society changed forever, animals and men were corrupted by Chaos and became Dreads; powerful and evil monsters that hunt everything alive and cause destruction.
The human race seemed to be lost, their annihilation was near. That ultimate catastrophe had dashed hopes on earth.
However, humanity couldn't wait any further to fight back. They wouldn't lower their heads to the Dreads forever and watch silently their race being slaughtered and their territory conquered.
The human's will to survive lit their hearts and freed the power given to them. The Ascendants, humans blessed with superpowers, began to appear. They were the only ones capable to match in power against the Dreads.
Since then, an incessant battle of will against chaos began. A war to decide the future of that apocalyptic world. 
In a certain village, though, a youth is born. Someone seemingly as insignificant as any other person, but his destiny was to change that world forever. 


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Crimson Apocalypse

Once the battlefield got filled with that intense and wild portion of power, that seemed just as oppressive as Crow's presence, everyone got paralyzed for a moment. They didn't know exactly what was happening. 


The battle suddenly ceased. Nobody wanted to fight against each other until they could identify who was the source of that absurd amount of "Willpower". They truly felt that their lives would be in danger if they didn't do so. 


'Is it Rick who is doing it? No, that's impossible...' Crow reasoned as he backed away some steps and sweat began to appear on his forehead. That was one of the few times in his life when he felt apprehensive about someone else's power. 'This power can't be of someone who is on this battlefield right now... Instead, it is coming from the underground. Is it a Finished Product trying to run away, taking advantage of the fuss? No, if it was the case, Nero never would leave a Finished Product so strong like this without proper domestication.' 


Chapter 258: The oppressed becomes the oppressor