to kill a mockingbird story
Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050
I like it. Atticus said to Jem one day, “I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the backyard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” That was the only time I ever heard Atticus say it was a sin to do something, and I asked Miss Maudie about it. “Your father’s right,” she said. “Mockingbirds don’t do one thing except make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corn cribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird