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?



//: Every tag is or will be present in the novel:\\

Comeet Legacy

From Levi's side, a masculine figure stepped out of the elevator, and Lexi didn't hesitate to throw the heaviest punch ever, deciding not to use the stand after all.

His knuckles met the cheek of the mysterious arrival, sending them backwards as they staggered and momentarily lost their composure. A phaser pistol fell out of the figure's possession, skidding across the marble floor of the penthouse.

Lexi groaned, jacking the man in a brown suit up and slamming him on a nearby side table. The victim grunted, trying to release himself from Lexi's grip before his back met the wood.

Lexi was satisfied with the swift attack and rose from the body of the man, who was now on the floor, groaning silently. Levi's face squeezed on seeing the arrival's face. "The Dean?" Lexi asked.

[Mr. Edwin Saunders?] Levi asked in return.

The man was still dressed in the bogus brown suit, trying to roll to his side and get up. "What did you come here to do?" Lexi asked.