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

The chilly wind brushed against Levi's face as his eyes darted from the uncontrolled tiltrotor to Robert's, which was chopping toward him menacingly.

He couldn't help but agree that the moment he emerged into the open and the breeze hit him with a refreshing force, felt invigorating. He took one second to savour it all before his eyes locked onto Robert's tiltrotor.

The red, four-motor fan aircraft quickly positioned itself, looming over him in a manner that allowed its cannon guns to resume firing bullets through Levi's body, which was already finalizing its healing process. But Levi was dropping down to a larger storage cylinder, and he quickly grabbed a loose pipe.

With undenying strength, Lexi jabbed Levi's arm forward, releasing the cold, long piece of metal into a swift spinning trajectory toward the tiltrotor.