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 heaved. He noticed she looked unkempt and bothered, blinking countless times behind her red hair.

Levi could see the blue and black pistol make fluidic movements at its sides. "If I shoot you now, would you die?" Meera asked, her voice unsteady and incoherent.

[What kind of a question is that?]

They stood still in silence before Meera slowly lowered the weapon and walked to Levi. She placed her hand on his neck and cheek, inspecting the cuts. "You have it back, right?" She asked.

Levi was so confused right now, he stared like a tangled ball of yarn as Meera carelessly moved his head to check the marks.

Meera rolled her green eyes when he didn't answer. She walked out of the room and Levi had to do the same.

"Close the door," Meera ordered, disappearing into the darkness.

Levi obeyed, taking one last look at the glowing red before he shut the metallic door.

Half-sister