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survival of the survivors

A diverse group of the human race survived a very terrible and catastrophic explosion that drove numerous creatures extinct, thereby leaving about ninety per cent of the earth inhabitable. The survivors found for themselves a duelling place in form of a valley surrounded by enormous mountains which summited the clouds. The people lived together as one, but little did they realize that they were not alone. They never knew that there are other threats to take away their abode, other survivors who are on the quest to destroy them. What will be their fate, and who will be their hope and Messiah? Hatred, jealousy, betrayal, and agony: these were the flames with which the heart of a warrior was forged. The protector of the realm. Will Zelta be able to protect and unite the Survivors? or will the ambitious enemies attack, causing darkness to spike the last survivable place on Earth, leaving it barren and uninhabitable? Read, and witness this enchanting journey to an ancient world, where the deeds of extraordinary beings would forever live again. Actually, this is my first work here in webnovel. I did research and found out that female leading novels are not as preferred as the male leading ones. With that, I decided to put a lot of effort into the production of the book. Please give it a try, and I bet you wouldn't regret it. Contact me on discord @uzoma Miracle Ebube#1817 Facebook @ Ebube Uzoma You are free to DM me for any kind of support. Thank you.

Ebube_Uzoma · Fantaisie
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In danger spot

 As moments passed, the tension rose steadily. Sebastian has been begging ever since, and he was still begging now. It was the only thing he could do now.

The brisk bald man was still with them at the top of the platform, and he still wouldn't let go of his firm grip on Zain's slender neck.

Poor Zain was completely red on the face, with sweat all over her. At first, she was struggling to remove the massive hand of the big man from around her neck, by pounding continuously on it, but now she was becoming weak. She was gasping and grunting weakly, desperately craving for air. He was choking her with no pity or hesitation as if his interest was taking her life. Zain could no longer bear the pressurized pain in her neck and had eventually reached her limit of endurance. She had begun fading at this point, and she was fading really fast.