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

Defensively, Levi raised his hands in surrender, the white headlights beaming from behind him.

He could sense that even more rifles were being aimed at him from the vehicle behind him.

Levi strained his eyes, desperately searching the surroundings for his friends, but the raging fire, choking dust, and smoke had engulfed the area, offering only a hazy, obscured view. To move wasn't an option; he was held at gunpoint.

Lexi was right. More Humvees were arriving at the scene, their growling engines symphonized with the flickering sound of flames, coupled with the ongoing rainstorm.

"Search for Miss Greyson." Levi heard one trooper say as all of them focused their attention on him.

Perfect Chance