Chapter-102. The Last Survivor

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'We'll make it..."

Words stabbed out of Ezra's dry throat.

'We'll make it...'

His legs buckled under the unbearable weight of exhaustion and starvation, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to fall.

'We're almost there...'

His every step was a cruel punishment, as he pushed through the pain, punishing himself for his own weakness, but determined to keep going no matter the cost.

'We'll make it. Stay with me, Ellery. A little longer. A little further.'

His voice cracked, as hope and desperation bled into every word.

He had chanted the same words like prayers over a thousand times during their ten-day journey through a hell called hope.

And when they finally reached the gate, it was just the two of them - the last survivors. Everyone else had fallen.

Ezra collapsed against the gate, his breath ragged and uneven. With trembling hands, he gently eased Ellery to the ground, her back resting against the cold wall. Impatience surged through him when minutes passed, but the gate didn't open. 'We made it! We're here!' Ezra's fist slammed against the gate. 'Let us out! Open the gate!'

Ellery just stared at Ezra, her hollow eyes brimming with tears, silently begging him to stop.

'The gate... will open for... the last survivor...' Ellery mumbled, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Panic sank its claws into Ezra's dying hope, tearing it apart, but the gate didn't budge. He turned, frantic, searching for the hidden cameras, the eyes that monitored them.

'J-just take her out! I'll stay here. Help her. Please! I'm begging you...' he cried, his voice breaking as he got to his knees. Tears streaked his grime-covered face. Ellery weakly shook her head.

'Don't kneel... don't beg...' Ellery reached out to him as tears streamed down her hollow cheeks.

Scrubbing his tears away with the back of his hand, Ezra took Ellery's frail hand in his, his fingers shivering as they closed around hers.

'I'm sorry... Ezra... I-I...' Ellery took in laboured breaths.

'Don't talk. Save your energy-'

'I w-w-won't make it-'

'You will...' Ezra shook his head, refusing to accept the truth, his grip tightening around her hand as she caressed the dirt off his cheeks. 'Listen to me for once...' she smiled faintly through her tears, her chin quivering. 'You are our last hope.'

'No-'

'Live a long life, Ezra-' 'No-'

'Live for me...' Ellery struggled to breathe. 'Live for all of us... for e-everyone who couldn't make it. Ok? P-promise me... you'll live. Live a long happy life...'

for one last time as if Ezra was a beautiful dream she was grateful to

eyes froze in the wheel of time as the light dimmed in them. It

from his chest as he punched the gate with brutal, wild force. His fists met the concrete with relentless fury, each punch shattering his own bones, blood splattering from his fingers and

force so powerful it felt like a creature trying to break out of my ribcage. It was a pain I had never known, and now that I did, I couldn't endure

don't you fucking

coming, Ezra's world imploded into a void of

in a soft voice, as though the name itself would revive her. 'Stay with me, Ellery. We can still make

her lifeless body on his back. At that moment, her weight seemed both

I got the wrong gate,' he said, his voice distant, broken. 'You heard them, didn't you, El? It's

head, biting down

please... stop... just stop now..." I choked on my

and spoke in

carrying her dead body for days... until her body started to decompose and

breath felt like it might be my last. I shut my eyes, desperate to block out the suffocation, but it only seemed

bear. It was

body with eyes more dead. An ominous panic bubbled inside me, rising like a storm in my chest. Before I

called, reaching out toward the clouds of memories,

before I could, Asher's hand

hyperventilated. Three words exploded in my mind with every heartbeat -

I wasn't rational enough to reason anything. My mind couldn't process the past from the present. All I knew was the truth of the moment and it was that I had lost

clenched his overcoat, my

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memories that followed. I didn't see

and screeched in my mother's private office. I didn't see my mother frantically

try everything she could to suppress whatever had gotten

drove from her home to the FA facility, as though she was running away from something

didn't see anything that Asher didn't want me to see, but those memories remain in my

all the turmoil inside me, but I no longer knew if they were to

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all in ruins. The walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal, and everything had scattered like a house of

the walls walking amidst the raining

and Raven, who were standing on the ruined grounds at some safe

history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra home.' Deimos urged Raven to enter the flames that burnt everyone to dust

was constantly spreading, faster

fire to stop Ezra were reduced

shadows, dancing

mutating at

DNA is

It's

out the data loudly from

first time, I saw carnal

is showing a power surge.

ground within the walls is

assembling

yelled above

is too weak to contain the

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