Draxl: Apocalyptic Himbos by Casey Cox

Author:Casey Cox [Cox, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

Days turn into weeks.

Still no word on Ulysses or any of the others. I'm distraught about that, but what can I do? I'm still stuck wherever the hell I am, powerless. All I can console myself with is my daily briefing from Draxl that they're still alive. But any further information, like where they are, what's happening to them, remains a mystery.

There's still no progress from Klune and his team on pinpointing my location, either. I can tell Draxl is getting frustrated by the delay, but again, there's nothing he nor I can do about it.

Except talk.

Yep, that hasn't changed.

On the hour every waking hour, Draxl and I are together, conversing through the holo-viz.

As more time passes, it gives me a chance to slowly come to terms with everything Draxl's told me so far.

Dare I say it, but it's almost beginning to make sense.

What I know so far is this:

Humans lost the ability to naturally procreate when the life force was somehow stolen from us. I still don't know how it was taken, or when exactly it happened, only that it was around the time of something called The Change in 2100.

Still in the dark about what The Change actually was, but from the way Draxl's face tightened when he brought it up that one time, and the fact that it's ominously named The Change, it sounds like a very bad thing.

I know that Draxl lost his parents when he was twelve, leaving him all alone until he joined the Fate Warriors, a tribe trying to save the world from being overtaken by machines.

I also know that he bravely—stupidly—volunteered to travel back in time even though the previous seventy-seven attempts had killed the people before who'd attempted it.

Somehow, he's the first and only person to have survived.

Like he was the chosen one. Like maybe it was destined.

On his thirty-seventh mission he met me.

Was that meant to be, too, something predetermined and written in the stars…? Or am I starting to lose my mind, holed up here for so long I'm starting to give credence to crazy ideas like destiny and fate?

Whatever.

I know that The Elite are nefarious and not to be trusted because they are machines who want to do God knows what with me, that the world in 2389 is being ruled by an unelected Council no one knows the identity of, and that Draxl may or may not have a butthole.

Irrespective of that last point, he's the strongest, bravest, friendliest person I've ever met. He's gone through shit. Lost his parents. Had to grow up on his own. He's lived a hard life, and yet, somehow, he's emerged as a caring and decent person on the other side of it.

I still feel like I'm only aware of a tiny fraction of the whole story, and based on what Draxl's not telling me, I'd say humans are nowhere near out of the woods. Machines are on the verge of taking over, simple pleasures like food have been eliminated, and

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