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

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

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

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 smeared down

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

no help was coming, Ezra's world imploded into a

voice, as though the name itself would revive

on his back. At that moment, her weight seemed both impossibly heavy

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

shook my head, biting down

yourself, Ezra... please... stop... just stop now..." I

took a deep breath and spoke in a

until her body started to decompose and rot on his

it might be my last. I

It was his,

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

toward the clouds

could, Asher's hand

Three words exploded in my mind with

process the past from the present. All I knew was the truth of the moment and it was that

his embrace. I clenched his overcoat, my ears ringing from the

***

the dark, empty memories that followed. I didn't see the way the darkness

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

everything she could to suppress whatever

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

want me to see, but those memories remain in

longer knew if they were to hide me from the

***

walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal, and everything had scattered like a house of

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

standing on the ruined grounds at

that you can create history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra

was constantly spreading,

diving in the fire to stop Ezra were reduced to

looming shadows,

subject's DNA is mutating at an alarming

is

It's rearranging, it's

group of surviving healers read out the data loudly from their monitoring

time, I saw carnal

a power surge. The source

walls is showing a

assembling

researchers yelled above the

is too weak

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