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Origin of Chaos: Legend of The Red Tiger

In the world of Zenon, where Psychic and esper powers reigned supreme, Alexander, the prince of Norath, was born without the ability to harness “Zet”, the respected psychic energy. Branded a “dud” by the society, Alexander faced discrimination and hate, even within his own kingdom. However, tragedy struck when a brutal coup claimed the lives of his parents, stripping him of his royal status. He was thrown into slavery along with the other duds at the age of ten, where he was severly maltreated for many years. During his time suffering as a slave, Alex’s rage grew, and he swore to get revenge on the world that had rejected him. His chance for vengeance came after fifteen years, when he and a large number of slaves were forced to go through an inhumane ‘gene-altering experiment’. A huge majority of the slaves lost their lives, their bodies unable to endure the excruciating pain from the experiment. Only five people managed to survive, among which included Alexander, emerging as new beings with supernatural abilities. With their newfound powers, Alexander and the other four unleashed chaos and destruction upon Zenon, wreaking havoc upon those who once oppressed them. However, their rash actions drew grave consequences, ones that were far greater than them. Will they be able to overcome the powerful enemies rising against them… or will they eventually succumb to the cruel fate the universe has laid down for them? **** This novel contains serious bloodshed and gore, please don’t read if you can’t stomach any of this. Note: This novel is only fiction, and isn’t in anyway related to the real world. Join my discord: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

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The Terror of Norath

   "N-no…" He muttered, his breaths breaking into short gasps.

   "M-my…" His hand slowly went to his chest, however, he suddenly lost all feelings in his legs, weakly falling to the ground.

   As he fell, he turned his head behind him, his gaze meeting with the piercing red eyes of a familiar man.

   There was a large burnt hole on his shirt, displaying his well-sculpted abs, as well as his athletic torso. 

   But apart from that, and a few stains of dust here and there, there was no sign of any injury on him. 

   His figure seemed blurry, due to his vision turning dizzier with each passing second.

   However, he could never mistake the small, red organ pulsing weakly on Alex's palm, with blood pouring uncontrollably out of it.

   "M-my… heart…" He mumbled, weakly stretching his hand towards Alex, as if his heart would magically fly back to him.