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

"You're here aren't you? We should have that look on our faces.... not you."

The Harbinger wrinkled its forehead, cocking its head again to study the weird human, trying to understand why it displayed no expressive sign for the physical condition it had imposed on the human.

The Harbinger decided to pull its ArTicraft weapon from Levi's gut. However, the human's hand grabbed it with an enormous grip, one so strong that even the hover vehicle couldn't overspeed it.

"What now? Sink it deeper I'll say." Levi's voice came out hollow and ominous. With the absence of the blue glow on his face and his transfigured body, his eyes were completely filled with pure prejudice, and there was no blue to back it up.

Nate watched in awe as Levi pulled the Ròkk's hand further into his body to worsen the stab. The Harbinger tried to wiggle away, but possession lay in the hands of the one with enormous natural strength.

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