MAXandMILLS

[Hello, Levi] The synthetic, automated voice came again.

Born a sickling and grew that way, Levi was never ready to bear the consequences and responsibilities of being the host to the construct that burrowed into his neck. Not only did it cure him from his lethal illness, it also granted him extreme abilities.

With schemes and lies holding up what's left of the planet, Levi has to suffer loss, anger and betrayal in his endeavour to avenge the murder of his father.

But the system doesn't only want Levi to satisfy his own anger-driven desires. It wants Levi to save the remaining population from another Ròkks raid and build a new civilization.

What happens when this new intergalactic civilization start falling apart for the same reasons that once pushed him? How much more people—or rather, sentients of different anatomy—lose their lives before balance is restored?



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Comeet Legacy

Levi's eyes couldn't leave Robert. He clenched his fists as his heart blared with rage.

The satisfied smug face of the man only wanted Levi to drive his fist through his face.

"Lexi? Give me reasons why I shouldn't kill him right here, right now," Levi ordered.

[Because he is only the piece of the puzzle which we need to put together and destroy at once]

[If you destroy piece by piece, you will never know what the puzzle was presumed to be]

Levi released his fist and relaxed himself. He found himself thinking straight now. No dumb choices will be made. "I'm with you," Levi replied.

Robert clapped his palms once, grabbing everyone's attention, including the two fighting academics.

"Well, you two can quit that little child's play there," Robert's voice echoed, pointing at the blue ranked teenagers. "We all know why we're having these sessions, tomorrow is the start of The Classics," Robert said and paused.

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