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A deafening howl tore through the battlefield.

The Octopus monster rose from the rubble, its soulless black eyes filled with madness. Olivia could barely stand. Her team was on the brink of death.

And then… something moved.

The tiny snake sank his fangs into the Bowolf’s cores. A surge of energy exploded. Wings of pure fire unfurled, its golden eyes blazed. A dragon had risen.

But one fatal mistake… He fell.

Something inside Olivia snapped. A roar ripped from her throat as flames consumed her. The sky cracked apart, and then…

[SYSTEM WARNING!]

[The Fire of Chaos has been activated.]

[Continued use will lead to destruction]

But Olivia wasn’t stopping.

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Thirty years ago, the world ended.

 Unknown monsters descended upon the earth, plunging it to ruins. But with the destruction came a blessing or rather a curse. 

The System.

Now, humans wield superpowers, battling the creatures that threaten their existence.

The last survivors formed factions, fighting to stay alive. But survival is a cruel game of fate. Every year, the system selects a group of unwilling teenagers  by lottery- to fight, to die.

Olivia never asked for any of this. Betrayed by her family, forced to fight, she was left for dead. Until fate intervened.

Until she met him.

Little White, the small, snake-like creature at her side, is hiding secrets far greater than she imagined. When death closed in, his truth unraveled, along with something even darker inside Olivia—power, overwhelming and untamed.

The Fire of Chaos is burning inside her, and if she doesn’t learn to control it…. She’ll destroy everything.

Survival is just the beginning. The real war is yet to come.

Apocalyse: Marked by Chaos

Olivia ran down the hallway, her breath ragged, her heart hammering in her chest. The memory of Klaus, blood dripping from his nose, his furious yet amused gaze burning into her, replayed in her mind. She would be as good as dead if she was caught by him.

She made it to her room, then she gently slamming the door shut behind her. She pressed her back against the door, breathing heavily. Her gaze staring at her roommates who were asleep.

"What the hell was that?" she muttered, her fingers unconsciously clenching into fists.

She could still feel the heat of his breath, the way he had trapped her, the way he made her feel small yet challenged her at the same time. A shiver ran down her spine—not from fear, but from something else she refused to name.

She shook her head aggressively. "No. Not happening. He's just messing with me."

Chapter 47 Just Another Terrible Morning