Outlier: Restart

To be honest with you all, the original series had abundance of unrelated information as well as large plot holes that ruined the series. Too much narration, unbalanced strength, and lack of proper setting establishment also played major role in ruining the entertainment. Therefore! Behold! The New series, Outlier: Restart, shall rectify the old standard!
"Does common knowledge matter to you?"
<Update: New Cover by NamesFromGraves>


36. The Lord (End)

"I am tired of this," I sat down on the ground, tired and worn out.

I slightly gazed on two siblings, Nival and Reina, who gave me a gratitude for saving them.

"Thank you," they told me.

They went back to the capital of Berinia afterward, it seems that they had earned more than enough to pay their debt completely and now they are creating organization that supports people to do the same as them.

Chimera left without saying anything much. He told me that I was out of his league by large margin. But he seems happy now that he has a goal to accomplish: winning against me.

I am again alone. Alone by the forest where not a single life form but myself exist.

"Why does injustice exist?" I questioned at the still night sky. Nothing came out of it, of course.

Sitting by the rock near the house, I began to remember everything that happened to me since I came to the orphanage through now. The very first memory was being held up by someone in snowy cold street. I didn't realize who I was or why I was there but something tells me there is more story to it than that. 

"Shadows only exist because there are justice and so is light; it exist because there is injustice, the shadow."

No one is perfect, so am I, and so is everyone else. Because we are not perfect. We need to work together. Sure, we might not be perfect even with thousands... millions... or billions of us are working together perfectly, but it is still more effective than being alone.

I felt asleep on the cold surface of the rock that I was sitting on. Though it was an uncomfortable experience, I couldn't bother about walking to the house because of the ongoing fatigue.

"That day was just like this..." I slept soundly.


It was six month before the Second Grand World War happened. 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...