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...'

serene smile. Her gaze took him in for one last time as if Ezra was a beautiful dream she

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

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

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 smeared down the walls, leaving dark trails

you... don't you fucking abandon me now...' he sobbed, pressing his

a void of ringing silence. Forcing himself to stand,

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

her lifeless body on his back. At that moment,

broken. 'You heard them, didn't

shook my head, biting

please... stop... just

and spoke in a

days... until her body started to decompose and rot on

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

bear. It was his, and it was

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

I called, reaching out toward the clouds of memories, as though I could

I could, Asher's hand gripped

in my mind with every heartbeat - Ezra

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

clenched his overcoat, my ears ringing from the deafening impact of

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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

danger alarms that blared and howled and screeched in my mother's private office. I didn't see my mother frantically looking

her try everything she could to suppress whatever

home to the FA facility, as though she was running

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

if they were to hide

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was all in ruins. The walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like

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

towards Alpha Deimos and Raven, who were standing on the ruined grounds at some safe distance from

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

constantly spreading, faster than the

troops diving in the fire to stop Ezra were reduced to ashes

shadows, dancing with the

mutating

is breaking

wait! It's rearranging,

out

saw

subject body is showing a power surge. The source remains

walls is showing a rapid increase

is assembling

researchers yelled above the

subject's body is too weak to contain the

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