While he was nowhere near as powerful as the true geniuses of the Human Race, his years of dedication and obsessive training had seen results. Micheal's body wasn't as muscular as Shin's, but instead held a slim, inner strength that bespoke long years of practice. I am merely stating the facts.' Micheal whipped a sharp-edged sword of his own forward as he split a boulder of his own in half, his body shaking as well under the force of the attack. Micheal turned to look at his longtime companion, his best friend that he had met back in high school so many years ago, back on Earth. A dark red Aura clung tightly to his body, full of potent strength. His bright blonde hair was tied up in a Norse braid, a nod to his Gaelic and Norse roots. His entire physique was covered in scars, a testament to the brutal fighting that had overtaken him. Shin's body was muscular and mighty, the years of intense combat and survival having hardened him into a powerful fighter. To gain a foothold on the Seventh Layer and allow humanity to flee the lower layers in safety. The strongest 50,000 surviving warriors that had made it through the Seven Layers, fighting to protect and ensure the survival of the Human Race.īillions of lives had already been lost, yet billions more were depending on them to succeed. The Morians had sent out a force of roughly 1,000 of their members to confront the Last Army of Humanity, as their force was so proudly dubbed. 'Don't give up yet, Micheal! We've made it so far! Humanity can not fall yet!' Shin yelled out loud at the speaker, twisting his body to the side as another huge boulder came smashing down. Humanoids from one of the 12 Tribes of Deities. A few towering Tyrannosaurus Rexes and other large dinosaurs, a couple of huge Golems made of black rock, and a massive green turtle all helping lead the defense against the blue-skinned humanoids. He could even see a few Full Transformation users. Shin could make out thousands of Adapted Humans making use of their Vampire, Werewolf, and various other forms as they fought against the hundreds of blue-skinned humanoids that had greeted them when they arrived on the plateau. Tens of thousands of figures could be seen battling on this plateau, swords clashing against spears, explosions of light and magic searing the air and sky. They were standing on a large, broken stone plateau. Shin's aching body shook from the force of the deflection, his tired green eyes looking out at the hopeless scene before him. The split parts of the boulder slammed down onto the ground past him, throwing up a small cloud of dirt and dust.

The blade left a trail of golden light as it slashed down, ripping apart the enormous brown boulder that had just been lobbed at him. Shin Hopefell lifted up a chipped and damaged golden sword, raising it above his head for a brief moment before he plunged it downward. 'The battle is lost.' A calm voice spoke aloud, full of sorrow and loss.

Reborn by L.M. Kerr