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Devoran

The power to devour death and enhance yourself. That is the power that Alex Rune received. An apocalyptic event occurred several generations ago that forced humanity to retreat underground in order to avoid extinction. Now all that remains of the human race lives within a series of five cities, with each city being built deeper than the last. In these cities everyone was equal and your only value to society was dependant on what you provided towards the survival of humanity. Of course, as anyone could have guessed, equality didn't last long. people started to create a social hierarchy based on what they could provide and soon enough capitalism had been reinstated. A few generations went by and the surface had all but been forgotten. Nobody cared for it, nobody longed for it. The surface might as well have been a fairy tale. It was around this time that another shift occurred within society, something that tossed the hierarchy onto it's head. Abilities. People started to develop supernatural abilities that allowed them to defy the laws of nature. Flight, teleportation, super strength and many more. It didn't take long for a new hierarchy to be formed, one that put these ability 'Users' at the top of the food chain. This brings us to the present day, where a young man nearing adulthood discovers that he possesses one of these abilities during a rather stressful moment. The ability he received? The ability grow stronger with each life he takes. This alone was a surprise, as he should have been too old to receive an ability, but the surprise didn't end there. It turns out than when Alex kills someone who possesses an ability, he can take it for himself. Now that he has the means to achieve greatness, he throws away his old self and embraces his need to kill, to grow stronger by any means necessary. Money hungry corporations, power drunk ability Users, this story has it all. Now get reading ;)

MagusRex · Fantasi
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Dr Revan and Mr Sing

Dr Nigal Revan, a pioneer in the field of science. That was how he viewed himself. How the world viewed him was far different, the complete opposite in fact. A madman, a quack, some even went so far as to claim he lacked intelligence, but none would dare to say those words again if they saw him now.

However, Dr Revan wasn't swayed by their hurtful words all those years ago, he cared not for the opinions of stubborn fools and pompous scientists whose only goal was to please the man above them in hopes of receiving a reward.

'I didn't care for their words all those years ago, when they berated me, mocked me... they made their beds and now they must lie in them. They can try to make amends with platitudes and niceties but their false support means nothing to me. The only reason I'm putting up with their pompous attitudes is to secure the funding I need for my research, the very same research they scoffed at before.'