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A technomancer’s journey in an apocalyptic world

Getting a chance to join a reputed college, chance to represent his country in international sports, a 15 year Ryan had everything a person could dream off to have a stable career and one day a lavish life but alas it all changed one night because of It’s arrival. The world itself changed because of It, Earth’s geography barely recognizable anymore, all semblance of Modern Civilization erased and survivors began to mutate as Humanity tethered on the brink of extinction as the people slowly succumbed into their baser needs, the world became place where only the Strongest may survive. Ryan himself had changed he gained the Power to manipulate Technology on his mere whim, but what would he do when technology itself had disappeared from the face of the planet build everything anew, while journey through and rediscovering a new but treacherous planet, fighting, foraging, rescuing others and trying to survive and may be one day unearth the truth behind the cataclysm. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Schedule: Below Top 300 rank: 4 chapters/week 200-300 rank: 5 chapters/week 100-199 rank: 6 chapters/week 50-99 rank: 7chapters/week 11-49 rank: 8chapters/week 4-10 rank: 9 chapters/week 3rd rank: 10 chapters/week 2nd rank: 12 chapters/week 1st rank: 14 chapters/week (Until and unless I am sick or something unfortunate came up I will follow this schedule.) So keep on voting, sharing, writing reviews and commenting to enjoy even more of my story.

SagelyDaoist · Sci-fi
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The Marooned(Part-3)

Ryan sat on a rock as he looked at the badly bruised group of men and women kneeling on their knees.

Their crime being heresy, they had turned against their Gods while spreading heresy and disbelief amongst others.

As Ryan's eyes went over them, he could not help but let out a sigh as he thought inwardly, 'What a waste, from the looks of it, both Xuleong and Ylerias are pushing for their execution.'

As he looked towards his fellow Apostles, he could not help but frown, 'Back in New Hope, despite having freedom of religion, I have seen those two and their group performing subtle proselytism.'

'Should I join them, but then again, my God does not require any worshippers, so Nah, too much work.'

A cry full of pain cut his internal musings short, drawing his attention towards one of the heretic writhing from pain under Xuelong's boots.