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If my son had lived, he might have grown up like that—healthy, carefree. And then I saw an old woman wiping the boy's sweat with a handkerchief, her face full of gentle affection. If my mother were still alive, she might have been like that too—loving her grandchild, living a quiet and joyful old age. I stayed silent for a long time. Then I answered. "Unless you can turn back time… and bring back the dead." Ricky collapsed, sobbing without a sound, like a spoiled child who'd finally learned that not everything could be fixed with tears.

It would not be easy. Because the final chapters were not about defeating an enemy. They were about answering a question. What does humanity become… When no one is left to decide for it?

The warmth in my chest felt like coming home. And each time, I tested the return. Because that was the true gift,not creation, but reclamation. Nothing was lost. Nothing was permanent. It was the answer to every nightmare I’d carried since the Devourer stole our breath. But I didn’t touch humans. Not even in thought. The book’s warning echoed in my mind: “One moment of doubt, and the copy will unravel or worse, become something else entirely.” I wasn’t ready. Maybe I never would be.

Only absence. The First Human’s voice trembled through the psychic link. *I WAS THE LAST.* The valley fell into a stunned silence. Helena covered her mouth, and Daniel stared blankly at the sky. Even the surviving Directorate agents looked horrified. Ava felt tears sting her eyes as the truth settled in. The First Human wasn’t humanity’s ancestor, it wasn't a god, and it wasn't a machine. It was a refugee. It was the final survivor of a civilization so old that history itself had forgotten it.

“Call it whatever you want. The world has changed, Selena. People who want to survive have to take what they need.” “And if I refuse?” His smile disappeared. “Then you won't live long enough to regret it.” For a moment, I said nothing. I thought about the months I had spent preparing this shelter, the money I had sacrificed, and the humiliation I had endured while everyone believed I was weak and foolish. I had prepared for infected people, but I had underestimated how quickly ordinary men would abandon their humanity when they saw an opportunity to gain power. Alex had mistaken my kindness for helplessness. That was his first mistake.

A NovelCat & Goodnovel presents I'M 100% HUMAN BUT NOT EDIBLE FOR ZOMBIES (The Original: Light Novel) Author: VestigialPrincess (Zellah) Editor: Anna More updates on novel-cat platform. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events or any incident are only products of the Author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental.

But deep down I knew what that meant It was going to use him Against me Final Build-Up The tear roared again. Louder. Wider. And this time Something else began to emerge Not like the others. Not human-shaped. Bigger Darker My breath hitched “What… is that?” The one beside me went still Completely still “That…” she whispered, “is what happens when a fragment fails to stay human.” My chest tightened “You mean” “It’s becoming closer to the original.” My heart slammed And it was coming out

“Come on, Scarlett. I know you’re human but don’t tell me a little bloodshed makes you that uncomfortable. I’ve heard about you, and if the rumors are right, you’ve spent too much time around wolves to have a weak stomach. Or are all humans just weak?” I couldn’t stop myself from lashing back at her – even if it probably wasn’t the best choice to give attitude to a girl who had just described her kill to me. “I’m not weak,” I retorted, “And humans aren’t either. We might not have the physical manpower but at least most of us aren’t still living in the 18th-century with a monarchy. Human women are actually allowed to hold positions of power without murdering someone for it…or at least, in the

His body was that of a falcons but he still had his human head. He lifted his left wing and saw the action being mirrored by his shadow. He had turned into a hybrid of some sort. He no longer saw the screen of his life playing nor did he hear the voices of sorrow. He took a step and felt a cold piece of metal around his right claw. It was the book. Somehow he knew.

Lucian mumbles, and my mouth falls open. "But...you can't undo the curse. Wolves would have to force humans to mate with them. The Goddess rarely gives human mates you said so yourself," I plead while starting to get a knot in my chest. "Relax, sweet little mouse. Relax. Human mates have been popping up more and more recently...Even I got one—an Alpha. Maybe the Goddess is slowly giving us our humanity back," Lucian whispers, and a small smile begins to stretch across my face as I start to follow his line of thinking.