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...'

one last time as if Ezra was a beautiful dream she was grateful to have and in the

them. It was as if she had stayed alive just to say

as he punched the gate with brutal, wild 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

of my ribcage. It was a pain I had never known, and now that I

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

he realized that no help was coming, Ezra's world imploded into a void of ringing silence. Forcing himself

a soft voice, as though the name itself would

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

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

shook my head, biting down my

stop...

a deep breath and spoke in

her dead body for days... until her body started to decompose and rot

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

wasn't mine to bear. It

and he fell," Asher said, staring at Ezra's eyes peering at Ellery's dead body with eyes more dead. An ominous panic bubbled inside

toward the clouds of memories,

Asher's hand

my mind

mind couldn't process the past from the present. All I

his overcoat, my ears ringing from the deafening impact

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

that blared and howled and screeched in my mother's private office. I

try everything she could to suppress whatever had

see her panic as she drove from her home to the FA facility, as though

want me to see, but those memories remain in

inside me, but I no longer knew if they were

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were shattered; the ground scorched black like

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 came

standing on the ruined grounds at some safe distance

your worth. Go, bring Ezra home.' Deimos urged Raven to enter the flames that

was constantly spreading, faster than

stop Ezra were

looming shadows, dancing with the flames that

mutating at an alarming

is

It's

group of surviving healers read out the data loudly

first time, I saw carnal fear in my mother's

body is showing a power surge. The source

walls is showing

is assembling into

researchers yelled above the

subject's body is too weak to contain the

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