"Hey! Catch him!"
"None must be left alive!"
"Filthy low-lives!"
"I detest them."
"After this, I hope I can go home to my wife and kids."
"Same here, Jake… After a long battle, it's time to return home."
Amidst the shouts and heated exchanges, dozens of soldiers vanished in pursuit of a ten-year-old child. Burnt houses and decimated landscapes stretched far and wide. The acrid stench of scorched wood mixed with blood hung thick in the air. Among the ruins, hidden in a tiny crevice, two small eyes blinked through the darkness.
Tears rolled down from those eyes. A small boy emerged—four arms, four ears, three toes, and a long tail. His body was a striking mix of green and blue—unusual, yet strangely beautiful.
He wasn't human.
He was an alien—part of a powerful race once considered the strongest in the multiverse. Their physiques were unmatched, their endurance legendary. But against humanity's relentless assault and overwhelming genius, even they fell.
