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Illac looked at the both of them then nodded. "Tonight, there are two lives that rest in our hands so we have to do it right. We cannot afford mistakes," he said. Illac's word of encouragement is unique, and a little heavy for Solana's betas... they guess that tonight, once the sun started setting and the moon rises, they will be challenging themselves. -- Athalia slowly opened her eyes and the ceiling greeted her after getting his consciousness back, She looked at the side only to see Sybil looking at her, she was obviously waiting for her to come around.

Padang Day (The day of the dead) - is a day, when families gather to honour and remember deceased loved ones. What's the point in feeling sad? I am used to all of it anyway. Maybe, my family didn't want to bother with me. Maybe I was not a nice kid back when I was still alive. All of this makes sense now. I was probably a delinquent. "Why don't you accept Earth's proposal and let your heart go...I hate seeing you like this" "Earth, we understand you are a bit different from the three of us but can you please free your mind?. Forget all of these ambitions and move on...Arthur is right, you should accept Earth's proposal. He really loves you"

*** Veronica narrates. I opened my eyes, it was already dawn and he was nowhere to be found in my room, that left me thoughtful, he had taken me passionately in his arms and that was his without even giving me a moment to breathe, no man had ever taken me that way, our skins had joined and I had completely forgotten that this interview was very important to me. I had been waiting for his call for days and I felt full of anxiety when an unknown number started to call, I thought it was Victor Van Hellfrost, that man had surely made a pact with the devil himself because he made me feel euphoric just thinking about him.

I nodded slowly, trying to memorize every word. "The second day is the Trial of the Labyrinth," Earth continued, her voice dropping lower. "It is a massive underground stone maze beneath the pack. It is filled with deadly traps and silver-tipped spikes. But the real danger isn't the maze itself, Tamara. It's the other contenders. In the labyrinth, there are no rules. Attacks from behind are expected." "And the final day?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

[Elara] By the time the next morning rolls around, I’m once again vibrating with a tad of excitement. Being the last day of the science summit, my research team has decided to meet up for dinner and celebrate our upcoming success. It’s sad that Nora has some other Gordon business to attend to, or else she would have loved those chaotic nerds. Anyway, once I’m ready in a light blue dress and equally light makeup, I head downstairs to find Cora and Vera already sitting in the dining room.

And the last words from the child echo: “The girl who disappeared… is the world’s end.”

But despite those measures over the next couple of weeks the virus worked its way remorselessly through the remaining 5% of male survivors. “By 12 noon on the 12th of January 2167,’ said Jessica, as she finished her story, “there were no men left on the planet.” I stared at Jessica my jaw slack not sure if this was a dream. “What are you saying?” I asked dumbly. Jessica took my hand in hers and looked into my eyes. “I’m saying, honey, that you are the last man alive on the planet.” I gazed at the beautiful face for a long moment - I couldn’t see any sign of deception there. She believed what she saying. But there was no doubt in my mind she was completely insane.

"Because the Aethel-Group didn't just build a lab, Kaima. They built a cage for the planet. The simulations were a way to harvest the last of the Earth’s energy. Now that the servers are dark, the Earth is dying. It has no more memory of how to grow." She reached into her blazer and pulled out something small. It wasn't a silver pen or a tablet. It was a **Seed**. It was perfectly black, looking like a piece of obsidian, but it pulsed with a faint, rhythmic violet light. "This is the last piece of the Source Code," Sterling said, holding it out to me. "Not the digital code. The biological one. The first thought the Earth ever had. If you plant this in the Heart of the Wasteland, the story be

with tears in the face quietly asked Averta and looked at his eyes. "Good! He took a deep breath and looked into her eyes, too. "Remember that we will love each other forever!" Averta said one last time, took a deep breath and hugged Him, and then the oncoming wave of fire destroyed Earth and the entire Solar system in a matter of seconds, and this last love story was the last breath of death in the Universe…