Kovex

Kovex

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A Saviour we all believe in, a child from above that is bestowed with a mighty fate of saving the universe from a fierce demon, Hermedox. Jayden doubted his fate at first, but when he realized that the outcome would be disastrous, he changed his mind and decided to defeat Heremedox and save the whole universe, but would he be able to do so? What challenges would he encounter in trying to do so? How would falling in love with a mysterious girl affect him? And what decision would he make when he inherits enormous power? --- This story is a work of fiction any names, people, places, or things that are used in this story do not exist or belong to anyone in the real world. This story should not be printed, rewritten, or recorded in any form either electronically, mechanically or in hard copies without the permission of the author.
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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