My name is Zag, and I'm an inconspicuous mutant in the Brotherhood of Mutants with the ability to harden the body...... This is a very common ability, and it is also a very useless ability. Because this is in front of a sniper rifle, the so-called hardening is a joke......

About a week ago, I took part in the Battle of New York, which shocked the whole world...... Until now, the relevant reports about the battle of New York have not ended. I survived, but unlike the other mutants who survived, I was injured. …… But I at least survived.

But as I just said, I was hurt......

It was in a slightly gloomy room, and Zag's gaze was full of dead silence. Now his body was covered in black, muddy liquid. It's as black as ink, or quick-drying paint. Even mottled spots of light are reflected in the light. I don't know why, during this time, every time Zag fell asleep, there were memories of some strangers. One after another, clumped in shape, chained the bone-like shell-like boulders to their bodies, and then walked on crutches to some magnificent ancient northern city.

But if it were just a memory, what really made Zag desperate was that he could really feel that the thing called the pus of humanity in his dreams was constantly growing and eroding in his body, like a woman who was nine months pregnant, but unlike ordinary people, this child was fighting with his mother for this body...... It's not so much a child as a second spirit full of malice. Every day, Zag feels the pus of humanity in his body getting bigger and bigger. But I don't know why, this time the pus of human nature didn't burst directly like in the previous battle......

What is he waiting for...... But that doesn't mean it's a good thing, and every time Zag closes his eyes now, something incomprehensible comes to mind...... It was eating away at his brain. Now Zag has been eroded by these things, and he can't tell which is the real world and which is the dream......

"Age of Fire ......"

Muttering aimlessly, Zag looked at his face in the mirror and fell into a daze. The eyes are gray and the pupils are dilated. He looked like a man who was about to die. There is no anger in the whole body, the body is withered, and the bones are as thin as firewood. If an acquaintance sees it, he will definitely wonder if he is taking drugs. After all, no matter what, he really looks too haggard now. The strong man who was originally 1.8 meters tall now doesn't even look like 1.6 meters.

Hunched over, Zag could feel his brain appear to many other people's thoughts, memories, and consciousnesses.

Those people are just as pathetic beings as themselves who have been bruised by the pus of humanity...... It's even more pathetic than the ones that are penetrated. Zag thought to himself with some frustration.

Those beings who have penetrated it, the pus of human nature is obliterated in an instant, replacing their consciousness. And those like myself who are bruised and have a slightly weaker will are already dead. And the rest of those who are alive are fighting against this constantly, and some are ready to die...... But the end of everything is not far from ten. The only difference is that one is a quick knife and the other is a blunt knife covered in rust and jagged teeth......

Zag didn't want to resist, he wanted to kill himself a long time ago. I just don't have the courage...... He is an unquestionable loser. Perhaps, after becoming a mutant, he became a complete loser.

Before that, he was a fitness trainer. Although he is not very rich, at least he does not have to worry about eating and drinking, and he has a house of his own in the downtown area of New York. My work is also a wail of my own interests. In addition to these, there is even a girlfriend who is about to enter the marriage hall by himself...... And just before he was about to reach the happiest moment of his life...... He awakened the X gene.

The originally plump, muscular skin began to become rougher, like the weathered rocks of the Great Gobi in the west. The originally magnetic voice also began to become unpleasant and hoarse. Even his thinking has become sluggish......

I lost my job, and my girlfriend left me. And the elderly parents can only live in a dilapidated hut away from the crowd in order to protect themselves...... And in the face of all this, he can't even enter the bar to get drunk, and he can't enter all entertainment venues. The friends on the phone also pulled themselves into the blacklist for fear of being hurt, and there was not even a single person to cry about. Almost instantly, he had fallen from the gates of heaven to hell......

"Maybe it's better if I die."

Zag looked at himself whose hair had gradually turned gray and his skin began to crack, revealing a little sadness and unwillingness in his eyes.

Slowly, he fell to the ground. Hearing the sound of falling to the ground, the only bald old dog who was still with Zag came over with a limp. Looking at Zag, whose pupils had begun to dilate, he wailed and licked his corpse-like face.

And this seems to wake up something. Beneath Zag's skin, something seemed to start squirming constantly. Even Zag's entire body began to twitch unnaturally. His fingers twisted sickly like chicken claws, and his dead eyes spread a layer of black from the bottom of his eyes, and gradually, the black took over Zag's entire eye socket.

Black human pus gushes out of the nose, from the mouth, from the ears, from the eyes. A vigorous black liquid enveloped Zag in its entirety. Seeing this scene, the old dog on the side screamed a few times and rushed in. But after a few seconds of tossing, it calmed down again...... About a few minutes passed. The inky mud slowly dried up like the ashes of the original, like a black robe, and shrouded Zag's thin, rickety.

Like the pilgrims in the dream, a huge tortoise shell appeared behind Zag's back that looked like a withered yellow bone. Struggling to crawl in front of the motorcycle, he reached out and ripped off the chain of the motorcycle alive, and then trapped himself fiercely - almost embedded in the flesh.

Not bothering about the pain, Zag's eyes were filled with depression. And for some reason, there is a touch of unprecedented piety and long-term remembrance.

Glancing at the old dog beside him who had been corroded by the pus of human nature, even the bones had been exposed, Zag gently touched his head. …… Although he is a dog, "he" does not have a few good skins on his body. The dog fur that was originally tufted in the east and tufted in the west has also turned completely grayish-white. The abdomen is ulcerated, just like a female dog who is still lactating and has been rubbed and dragged by someone who has pushed the ** part on the ground and dragged it for more than ten kilometers.

The tattered pieces of flesh hung on the ground and looked disgusting. The limbs were thin and thin, and the slender bones were completely covered with a layer of dead flesh like the bark of a dead tree.

Then, he let out a bark like the bark of a tree rubbing against an abrasive belt.

Hearing the reason, Zag was silent. Nodding, he picked up a wooden staff and walked out into the street. And for Zag's appearance, people don't seem to pay the slightest attention to it as if they didn't see it...... Not to care, Zag, or "pilgrim", on crutches, walked slowly and slowly towards the monastery of immortality that guided him in his spiritual world.

It seems that she has felt the changes in New York, and a smile has risen on the face of the fireproof woman who has been sitting on the stone steps.

"What's wrong? Fireproof lady? Why are you laughing? The old nun on the side looked at the fire prevention girl in front of her with dark eyes.

The firefighter didn't answer her, but shook her head with a smile on her face. He sat there quietly, looking at the only fire in the sacrificial arena without saying a word.

In the Age of Fire, only himself and Lord Ash remained...... And those remnants of the Fire Age who escaped from the ashes have finally found a new body...... "The old creatures, departing from their bodies of a thousand shapes, turned into pure fragments, follow behind the King of Wandering Spirits in this fireless age......"

"A new tour has begun, do you see it? Lord Ash......"

The fireproof woman muttered to herself.