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

"I don't know what you're talking about, Sir," Levi responded quickly. "With all due respect, I'd like to leave now."

"Look, Levi," Sebastian said calmly. "I know this is all hard on you and trust me, I don't wish you to carry such burden." He tilted away from Levi. "Just give me a positive answer, son and we can go on with the procedures to return my construct." Sebastian continued, "Your father died with the knowledge on how to create the Comeet, if he hadn't, I wouldn't be disturbing you."

Levi stared deep into Sebastian's eyes. "I do not have what you seek, sir," he said the words singly.

Sebastian nodded and resumed his pacing. "You have given me a tough dilemma," he said. "The construct is smart, doing what it was designed to do."

Sebastian continued. "It knows I can't kill you, Levi. If I kill you, the construct perishes," Sebastian said. "I need you very much alive and healthy in fact."

[He plans on sucking the energy from your body]

Won't Let Us Out