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...'

into a soft, serene smile. Her gaze took him in for one last time as if Ezra

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

force. His fists met the concrete with relentless fury, each punch shattering his own bones, blood splattering from his fingers and knuckles on the gate. 'MOM! MOM! AHHHH!' He roared in pure, raw frustration, his voice splitting the air

shut my ears, but it was no 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 a pain I had never known, and now that I did, I couldn't endure it. Blood

up and I'll forgive you... don't you

imploded into a

as though the name itself would revive her. 'Stay with

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

his voice distant, broken. 'You heard them, didn't you, El? It's probably gate

shook my head,

do this to yourself, Ezra... please... stop... just stop

and spoke in a

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

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

to bear. It was

more dead. An ominous panic bubbled inside me, rising like a storm in my chest. Before I knew, I was on my feet, scrambling forward as though I could cross time and space and walk into the bloody grounds where

toward the clouds of memories, as though I could somehow touch

before I could, Asher's hand

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

from the present. All I knew was

me into his embrace. I clenched his overcoat, my ears

***

memories that

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

she could to suppress whatever had gotten out of her

drove from her home to the

I didn't see anything that Asher didn't want me to see, but

inside me, but I no longer knew if they were to hide

***

walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal, and everything

witnessed the overpowering moment when Ezra walked out of the walls walking amidst the raining embers. Flames of disasters consumed

Alpha Deimos 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

was constantly spreading, faster than

to stop Ezra were

swirled around Ezra like looming shadows, dancing with the flames that boiled the

subject's DNA is mutating at an alarming

is breaking

It's rearranging,

read out the data loudly from

the first time, I saw

subject body is showing a power surge. The source

the walls is showing a rapid increase in negative

assembling into the

yelled

subject's body is too weak to contain the

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