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The world ended, and from its ashes, a new society rose. One where strength was law, and the weak were nothing more than dust beneath the feet of the powerful.

Malakai Von Sanguine was meant to be great, a direct descendant of one of the grand families of the dome, the Sanguine Clan. But at seven, he lost everything: his parents, his future, and his ability to evolve. Branded as worthless, his life became a living hell, forced to survive in a world where the unevolved were walking corpses.

But fate wasn’t done with him yet.

One fateful encounter changed everything.

He evolved.

What he acquired was something far beyond the limits of his clan, something most wouldn’t believe possible. A power that defied the very laws that governed their new society.

Now, there is only one goal: revenge.

The people who took everything from him… he will hunt them to the ends of the earth. He will burn their names from history and carve his vengeance into their very bones.

No mercy. No forgiveness. No escape.

They will die screaming.

Or he will die trying.
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Evolution of the Ruined Heir

By 4 a.m., Malakai had already woken up from his sleep. He felt rejuvenated in both his body and mind.

Malakai had never felt the effect of good sleep this well before.

Because he had chosen to trust Nyx, even if only slightly, he had been able to get the deep sleep he needed.

As he woke, Malakai sat cross-legged on his bed, his eyes closed as he focused deeply.

His system was already programmed to wake up early. Being unevolved growing up, he had needed to train his body even more than most to gain even a modicum of strength.

Still, the main reason he had woken up this early was because of the youth training he was joining today.

'If I remember correctly, it should be 5 a.m., Monday to Saturday…'

During his time as an unevolved, that had been the schedule. Every day except Sundays, from 5 a.m. to 8 p.m.

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