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...'

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

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

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

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

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

coming, Ezra's world imploded into a void of ringing

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

At that moment, her weight seemed both

said, his voice distant, broken. 'You

my head,

stop... just stop now..."

a deep breath and

days... until her

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

pain wasn't mine to bear. It was his,

with eyes 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

out toward the clouds of memories,

Asher's hand

my mind with every heartbeat - Ezra is

moment, I wasn't rational enough to reason anything. My mind couldn't process the past from the present. All I knew was the truth

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

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

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

see her try everything she could to suppress whatever had gotten out

to the FA facility, as though she was running away from

Asher didn't want me

all the turmoil inside me, but I no longer knew if they were to hide me from the painful memories or to hide some integral memories from

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was all in ruins. The walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal, and everything had

petrified as she witnessed the overpowering moment when Ezra walked out of the walls walking amidst the raining embers. Flames of disasters consumed everything and everyone that came in

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

you can create history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra home.' Deimos urged

spreading, faster than the

the fire to stop Ezra

shadows, dancing with the flames that

subject's DNA is mutating at an

DNA is breaking

It's

surviving healers read out the data

saw carnal

body is showing a power surge.

within the walls is showing a rapid increase in negative

assembling into the

researchers yelled above

too weak to contain the

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