My voice came out hoarse and full of pain, echoing through the empty, crumbling laundry plant.I glared at the well-dressed people standing in front of me.Ever since I was thrown into this damned post-apocalyptic power fantasy novel eight years ago, some invisible story inertia had twisted everyone's minds.To prepare for my younger brother, Samuel Grant, the useless so-called hero who failed to awaken his powers, they had turned me—the only S-Rank ability user in the entire colony—into a cripple left to die in filthy wastewater.My mother, Claire Grant, stood ankle-deep in the chemical runoff. Even after I tore open my shirt to show the scar across my chest, she didn't look guilty at all.She froze for only a second before throwing herself onto the ground. She slapped the foul-smelling muddy water with both hands and cried even louder than before."Ethan! How can you be so selfish? The colony leaders all agreed to remove your crystal core back then! Samuel is the Chosen One! He's the
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