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THE STRONGEST NEXULYTE

"I wished them immortality but my thirst for redemption caused them suffering, I gave them eternity yet brought the end of the world" Ethan mumbled as he dragged himself from the ruins of the Golden throne. "You should understand me, human, what I wanted, was eternal happiness...yet I received torments from my own wish" "You call me a human, aren't you the same?" Replied a faint voice. Ethan laughed in response before saying " Human? I am beyond humanity, I am...a God!" _____ The world was no longer what it once used to be. A thousand years after the birth of Nexulytes, people who were able to wield Nexus energy and awakened miraculous talents with unimaginable abilities, the earth had fallen to the brink of near extinction with just less than twenty percent of its population left. The Dreamscape, also known as the reflection of the real world, was a space that was shockingly similar to the real world and copied every small detail of the real world. Their only difference was that the Dreamscape was not a place where humans could move about easily as even the strongest Nexulyte could die without knowing how. Years after the appearance of the dreamscape and multiple gateways spammed all across earth, giving the horrors of the dreamscape access to the real world; they unleashed chaos and a hundred years of bloody battle were the consequences of humanity's late response. In a world where those with talents were worshiped and respected, a boy who hated Nexulytes and wished all of them could die ended up becoming one himself. Not only did he become what he hated, but he awakened a talent that he had never heard of or known about. How was he supposed to survive the fusion with a seemingly useless talent or was he ever going to find out the secret of his talent and the birth of the dreamscape? Ps: cover isn't mine#

Vee_High · Fantasi
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A dream?: I'll let the world burn

Ivan stared with cold eyes; in front of him was the red-haired man in a mecha. The mecha of the man was different from those of ordinary warriors and was even different from Ivan's, it was like a body suit instead of a mecha and perfectly fitted the man's body. 

In the hands of the red-haired man, he held a bloodied blade in his left hand, and in his right hand was the lifeless body of Ivan's friend; it was his alien friend with one eye. 

The face of his friend was bloody and badly bruised, multiple injuries could be seen on his body, and his single eye had a large hole which was in place of where his Iris was supposed to be; there was a clear sign of torture on him, and an anguished expression froze on his face in his death.

The red-haired man shook his hand and tossed away the lifeless body, allowing it to float aimlessly in space as he turned his gaze to Ivan.