Rails

'Ah… What a mess…' Selen thought to herself.

She could feel the strength fading from her limbs, the blood pouring out her body. She could feel her heartbeat slowing down.

After killing two hybrids, she was already on the brink of exhaustion. But to bring two more without even giving her a break?

"What a joke…" She squeezed out her lips.

Glancing down, she could see metal beams sticking out of her stomach. She could feel the sharpness of metal against her back.

A familiar sensation to the days where she was being modified.

The cold touch of the scholars, the bright rays of light.

Their cold indifference even if she was to call out for her parents.

She couldn't help but wonder if it was because she's on the verge of death that she thought back to her birth parents.

The two who sold her to the Zenias only to be killed soon after.

Their greed for money.