RealmWeaver

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

Malakai's gaze was leveled on the Stalkborn as he jumped off the large root.

He was different from the other Stalkborns of his group. Rather than slender, he was broad, with toned muscles brimming with energy.

Just like the last Vorr'Takk he had battled, the youth's legs weren't human.

They were pitch black, hunched at the knees. Despite the distance, Malakai could feel the pressure contained in those legs. It was akin to a spring constantly coiled and ready to explode at any moment.

The youth's face didn't appear angry, but his aura said everything Malakai needed to know about his current feelings.

Many from the crowd shot off excitedly from their seats as he landed on the stage, eyes leveled straight at Malakai. He was about to take a step towards him when a sharp voice cut him off.

Won