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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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Excitement!

   "Kahn…" He replied before he even knew it, his voice coming out soft and calm.

   'Kahn… what a unique name.' Alex thought, moving closer to him. 

   Now that he was able to get a good look at his face, he noticed how young Kahn looked… like someone in his late teens.

  He was putting on a simple black shirt, and dark blue trousers. The lower part of his trousers were stained with blood, dyeing it in a thick red shade. 

  However, Alex didn't really care about his appearance.

   He was more curious about who this person was, and how they ended up here—cowering away in fear.

   If the glowing green eyes didn't already give it away, the familiar scent he could sense oozing strongly from him said it.  

   'He's also like me…' Alex thought, his eyes narrowing slightly.

   "How old are you?" He found himself asking, unable to hide his curiosity.

   "Twenty." Kahn replied, a strange glint flickering within his eyes.