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...'

faltered into a soft, serene smile. Her gaze took him in for one last time as if Ezra was a beautiful dream she was grateful to have

as the light dimmed in them. It was as if she had stayed alive just to say those last words to

each punch shattering his own bones, blood splattering from his fingers and knuckles on

use. His shrieks reverberated in my chest; a force so powerful it felt like a creature trying to break out of my ribcage. It was

I'll forgive you... don't you fucking abandon me now...' he sobbed, pressing his forehead

a void of ringing silence. Forcing himself to stand, he limped to

would revive her. 'Stay with me, Ellery. We can still make it. We'll

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

the wrong gate,' he said, his voice distant, broken.

shook my head, biting

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

deep breath and

her dead body for days... until her body started to decompose and rot on his

last. I shut my eyes, desperate to block out the

wasn't mine to bear. It was his,

Ezra's eyes peering at Ellery's dead body with eyes more dead. An ominous

Ezra..." I called, reaching out toward the clouds of memories, as though I could somehow

before I could, Asher's hand gripped

in my

the past from the present. All

overcoat, my ears ringing from the deafening impact of my

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happened in silence - in the dark, empty memories that followed. I didn't see the way the darkness in those memories shattered like black glass exploding with

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

could to suppress whatever had gotten out of her

from her home to the

that Asher didn't want me to see, but

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

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ruins. The walls were shattered; the ground

walked out of the walls walking amidst the raining embers. Flames of disasters

standing on the ruined grounds at some safe

my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra home.' Deimos urged Raven to

spreading, faster than the

to stop Ezra were reduced to ashes

doom swirled around Ezra like looming shadows, dancing with the flames

is mutating at an

is

wait! It's rearranging,

of surviving healers read out the data loudly from their

saw carnal

showing a power surge. The source

whole ground within the walls is showing a rapid increase in negative

is assembling into

researchers yelled above

body is too weak to contain

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