The Last One (SLOW UPDATES)

The Last One (SLOW UPDATES)

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, oct 17, 2017
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What would happen if the creatures of Earth got tired of the humans. What the humans were doing to the planet. What would happen if they began to fight? What would happen if an all out war broke out between the creatures and the humans? Something bad...that's what will happen... This story is about a boy named Mecha (Meh-ka)and his life and perspective in this war. Mecha isn't like every other person though...he's special. Why you ask? Because Mecha is The Last One Edit: I will be rewriting this story! Sorry for the inconvenience! Hopefully you will all enjoy the new one! (It will pretty much be the exact same but I will be fixing it up and making it better XD)
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28 years old Mew was having a bad day. First, his business deal that he had painstakingly been working on for the past 3 months had gone down the drain. Meanwhile, his mother had been bugging him to settle down because she wanted grandchildren. Mind you, she already had 8 grandkids! Not only that, one of Mew's fuck buddies visited him at the office and demanded that he gave more attention. Like fucking hell! Mew had too much on his plate. He was sipping his coffee while staring down looking at the busy intersection from his office when he saw him. He was a tall kid in a school uniform. Mew wondered how old could he be. The young man was talking on his phone when he laughed in total abandonment. His handsome face simply lit up. That brought a smile to the brooding Mew that morning. The young man's smile was contagious!! Since that day, Mew would leave his house early so that he could catch a glimpse of his muse. He would cross the intersection early in the morning and cross it again when it was time to head home Mew guessed. The young man unknowingly had made Mew's days better without even knowing of his existence nor significance. Then, one day Mew noticed bruises on his muse's face. He could not help but feel a surge of protectiveness. Who dared mar that beautiful face? Nobody could lay a finger on HIS muse.NOBODY!

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