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...'

time as if Ezra was a

It was as if she had

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!'

out of my ribcage. It was a pain I had never known,

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

into a void of

soft voice, as though the name itself would revive her.

body on his back. At that

voice distant, broken. 'You heard them, didn't you, El?

head, biting down my

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

breath and

for days... until her body started to

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

to bear. It was his, and

with Ellery's dead body on his back. Eventually, his mind shut down, and he fell," Asher said, staring at Ezra's eyes peering at Ellery's dead body with eyes more dead.

the clouds

before I could, Asher's hand gripped mine, pulling

Three words exploded in my mind with

enough to reason anything. My mind couldn't process the past from the present. All I knew was the

I clenched his overcoat, my ears

***

didn't hear the events that happened in silence - in the dark, empty memories that followed. I didn't see the way the darkness in those memories shattered like

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

see her try everything she could to suppress

home to the FA facility, as though

me to see, but those memories remain in

comfort in 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

***

The walls were

stood 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

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

Go, prove that you can create history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra home.' Deimos urged Raven to enter the flames that burnt everyone to dust

spreading, faster than the

troops diving in the fire to stop Ezra were reduced to

swirled around Ezra like looming shadows, dancing with

subject's DNA is mutating

DNA is breaking

wait! It's rearranging, it's

of surviving healers read out the data loudly

the first time, I saw carnal fear

subject body is showing a

ground within the walls is showing a rapid increase

is assembling into

yelled

too weak to contain the

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