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The Darkfallen

Far away in the future set in the year of 2050 A.C.B, forget the power of technology and science, since it growing rapidly. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, this is the world where is no peace amongst all, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting warlords, among all places, is TYZ before the Second Global conflict. Now it is the largest and most populated city of the planet, beyond compare. VX1118, also known as the Darkfallen virus, is a voracious mutagens particularly dangerous to living beings. It can mutate, and even control hosts’ minds in an effort to perpetuate and evolves genetic mutations within its hosts. The genetically-designed Superhuman species who look exactly like normal humans but possess an inhuman abilities, along with superiority complex. These new breed of evolved sub-humans known as Mutants still living along sides among humans in the highly advanced futuristic country of TYZ under the Imperium of Brittonia Empire and it’s Totalitarian Regime. Living under this tyrannical rules that was an intelligent yet disaffected 18 years old student named Akagi Shinsuke, stumbled upon this aberration/cursed virus, and now he is more just a mere creature, instead of dying he is evolving something else. After been infected, Akagi found himself stuck in the gritty chronicle of the endless Civil War between gruesomely violent Superhumans against the Autocratic Imperium super soldiers playing the profane game of power, politics, ambition and corruption. Will he survive? Is there a place for him in this unsustainable dystopian world, or he submerged himself into this grim reality of utter bleakness. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Disclaimer- This novel is a work of fiction purely created by the author, all characters and stories depicted in this novel are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to actual events or any other fictional media is purely coincidental. Discord- https://discord.gg/DZPRX3

ConanAnderson · Horror
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229 Chs

Sacred Organs 8

Fumihiro ran restlessly with Hatteki on his tail running with a long pace of steps.

"..."

When reached at top of the Supermarket Hatteki's eyes wander across the series AC's compressor boxes.

"Oh shit!"

*Boom!*

When Hatteki's eyes wander around, suddenly, a compressor boxes throw at him.

"A building's terrace, it's the same architectural portion, when we first met."

"What's wrong with this guy?"

When Hatteki's sight went above seeing Fumihiro standing on a huge constructional Mecha-crane.

Hatteki followed him on the crane, with sight Tendril grapple that Hatteki on the top.

When Hatteki reached Fumihiro at narrow path of the Crane.

"AHHH what beautiful sight, what do you think Hatteki?"

Fumihiro questioned him, acknowledge the futuristic Green Zone's metropolitan scenery and it's beautiful city lights, spreading his arms across.

"No way to run, now time to die."

Hatteki step forward activated his claws, avoiding small-talk.

"You wish."

With Hatteki's aggression, Fumihiro begin his own offensive assaulting Hatteki on the white mecha-crane.

Fumihiro walk forward gashing a powerful stroke.

*Splitch*

"Tck!"

"Not so fast."

Hatteki's claws slide through Fumihiro's lance and stuck in blades halt at his finger, blocked by Hatteki's claws.

While Hatteki gripped Fumihiro's leg, and attempts throw him overboard, though failed since Fumihiro skilfully get into the pilot seat of the mecha-crane.

"Let's see how you like that."

Fumihiro whooped, swaying crane up.

"Shit!!!"

With Fumihiro tries moving the crane left and right, Hatteki tightly clenching up, using his tendrils.

With the opportunity present itself, Hatteki jumped get himself into the pilot room. Construction Mecha-crane do not require any keys, since it only for loading stuff, however not tonight.

"Araghh."

Petty grunts in form of an irritation when Hatteki jumped, kicking Fumihiro forward.

"Get lost Hatteki, you're making it worse."

"Getting rusty?"

Between hand's skirmish Fumihiro get even more frustrated, seeing things get out of his hands.

"Fuck this shit."

"..."

During the combat the robotic crane begins to shake forward, Fumihiro accidently clutch the acceleration switch, the Mecha's legs move forward to the edge as Hatteki and Fumihiro still fighting even though Fumihiro just want to escape.

"Still want' a fight?"

"It depends."

"Of what?"

"For your attitude."

Hatteki clench his claws into the crane and kicked Fumihiro off the edge.

"Whoa!?"

At close to the death, Fumihiro shoved the Noryoku into the surface, grabbed the balance through it's no use.

The Mecha's legs slipped off and the huge crane fell, taking them with it, however while falling their fighting still ongoing.

Gravity make their stomach empty, instant pressure with strong winds, seconds felt like hours, Noryoku dangling over their faces, none of them were ready to give up.

Between the skirmish and pulling, downwards, Hatteki's curious mind won't settle about the connection between Black-flag and the Athenaeum or its leader, nevertheless he rashly asked Fumihiro with a frustrating tone.

"Who's your boss, I know she's a woman, tell me where she's hiding?"

"Moron. You don't understand a thing, there is a game which is above everyone else in this city. She said something about to happen."

"What?"

"A Crusade! You know what it is when you personate the phantom."

Fumihiro's instinctive quote surprise, Hatteki exceptionally, within his subconscious something triggers that he momentarily out of his mind.

But time goes on and the Crane crushed on the city street Hatteki flipped off and landed one of the on-car's windshield.

After the large mecha-crane suddenly dropped, feel apart from nowhere, naturally their will be traffic, confusion and chaos, multiple accident occurred in the road.

"Ahhh."

After a short grunt, Hatteki slowly get back to his feet, gaze the dusty smoke along with a long line of angry drivers buzzing horn.

"Tell...me who you are?"

While tumbling, Hatteki approach near Fumihiro who is lying on ground after the crash.

For all this time, Fumihiro wore a gasmask, once Hatteki removed his tired body, he saw a very familiar face as if he knew from somewhere but can't be sure from Hatteki's conscious, he did not know his past, until.

"W... What!?"

"You also a calculating bastard, wonder you'd say goodbye to Misaki!".

"!!! What, what!? What are you saying... Araghh!!!"

Once Fumihiro was revealed Hatteki doesn't know him until he spoke those words that trigger Hatteki's deep subconscious, as he grunts and scream.

"Th... The order... The order yes sir... No, noooooo!"

When hearing those words Hatteki immediately clenches his on the Black leather eyepatch which is already glowing in red, screaming and rambling, stepping away from Fumihiro.

"I don't know what's going on Ahhh, FUCK."

Seeing the opportunity Fumihiro stuck Hatteki in the face.

"I'm sorry about that."

And escape, in hurry, returned to Athenaeum's hideout without completing anything.

while Hatteki's mind ripping itself apart, talking nonsense as he not controlling his consciousness, walking around like a mad man.

With his companion busy dealing with that Behemoth above, inside the mall.

An excruciating pain and itching that rise beneath his eyepatch feel like Hatteki's eye is burning inside out.

"Ahhh noooooo where is this Ahhh."

He helplessly swings his Noryoku-blade up in air with no aim whatsoever. Went berserk violently gone out of control, both physically and mentally.

However, his suffering soon ends when that Behemoth's deceased body crashed under him, disrupting the rampage, the shockwave pushes him out of sight and collapse beside the street, dropped unconscious.

Soon enough Civil Squad, ambulance, medical officials went in, controlling the situation.

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