All Chapters of The new worlder: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

He simply holds up his bloody fingers for me to see. He gives me a wry, lopsided smile and a small shrug, a silent admission that the monster has already caught his scent. He’s the bait. Before I can protest, he turns on his heel and bolts in the other direction. "Wait, what?" I whisper, the words catching in my throat. He’s running away from me, drawing the Goemul’s attention with his own blood as a lure. The Goemul catches sight of Miles's movement. It launches itself off the boulder with terrifying power, its claws skidding against the stone as it accelerates toward him. I don't follow Miles’s orders. I find myself running in the same direction. The monster lunges, swinging a massive, clawed arm at Miles. In one fluid motion, Miles dives underneath the strike, rolling across the ground and springing back to his feet without losing a second. The Goemul snarls, pivoting its heavy body to pursue him, and I’m right there behind it. Miles pulls a sharp U-

He led the way back through the thinning mist, his pace steady but heavy. Every few steps, he would glance back at me, making sure I was still there, as if he were afraid, I’d vanish into the fog if he let go for even a second. As the adrenaline finally began to ebb, I heard my stomach let out a loud, traitorous growl. The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the stone, and I realized I hadn't eaten in hours. Miles stopped and turned, his gaze dropping to my midsection. A soft, knowing smile touched his battered face. He let go of my hand and jogged toward a large, flat rock a few yards away. He knelt, digging through the loose gravel and moss at its base, before pulling out a rucksack. My bag? He hurried back and held it open for me. Inside was the cloud bread, soft and airy, and a handful of deep purple, plum-like fruits. I snatched the bread and shoved a huge piece into my mouth, barely chewing before I grabbed one of the fruits. I a

I stood up, letting my trousers slide to the cave floor, and looked down at him with a silent, defiant challenge. Miles reached out, his palms warm against the back of my knees. He slid his hands slowly upward, never breaking eye contact, until his grip tightened around me. He pulled me flush against him, his touch firm and grounding. He began to use his tongue with a focused intensity, his lips finding the most sensitive parts of me. I gasped, my fingers tangling deep into his hair, tugging instinctively as the sensation between my legs sharpened into a beautiful, aching tension. I eventually pulled back, my breath coming in ragged hitches. I leaned forward and eased his underwear down until he was fully revealed, ready and waiting. I straddled him, positioning myself carefully before slowly lowering my weight onto his length. The feeling was overwhelming, a bridge of heat between our broken bodies. I wrapped one arm around his neck, careful of his injuries, and gripped

After we finished, he leaned over and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to my cheek. He stood up and tossed my clothes over to me, giving me a respectful nod before heading toward the cave opening to give me some privacy while I dressed. He started gathering our gear, the sound of him humming a low tune echoing off the stone. I scrambled into my clothes, my fingers fumbling with the buckles of my mantle. I didn't care about being neat, I wanted answers. I crawled out of the narrow opening, the morning air crisp and biting, and found him standing looking out over the valley we were to be heading down. I marched right up to him, planted my feet, and crossed my arms."Spill!" I demanded, my eyes locked on his perfectly clear skin. Miles sighed, a heavy sound that seemed to carry the weight of the entire mountain. He started walking down the hill headed back toward the Pentagon. As you already knew..." he began, his voice steady and clear, "I am Noxius. How did you figure it out, by

She reaches out her hand for me to shake. I look down at it. I can’t. I mustn't touch her. I’m terrified that if I feel her skin against mine, I’ll abandon everything and never let her go. "No, thank you," I say, turning away. "I’m not poisonous, you know!" she yells after me. I laugh again. "I know," I call back, kept walking. But after only a few steps, I have to turn around one last time. I watch her for a few seconds before she disappears toward the city behind the trees. I smile to myself. At least I’ll have this memory to hold onto before my time is up. Then, I turn and start the climb toward the highest peak. The kit stood there, waiting in the shadows as it always does. It was filthy, no one had used it in ages. I scrubbed it as best I could, cleaning away the dust and the memories, and poured the water in. I knew it wasn't the right water. I didn't have the right source, but this was my only chance. I couldn't ask Jinkyu for help