Destiny: Book of Light by Paul Allen Read Free Book Online Page A

of was his revenge. The only thing keeping him going was his revenge. He had been so weak from his injuries that it would have seemed like the best option to let that river wash him away, along with all his pain and memories. But then there was his revenge. He had her hand at his lower back, softly pushing him forward, and he had his face in both his eyes building hatred.
"Watch your back round these parts Sean, evil lies in every shadow."
The captain's eyes glared at the back of Sean's head as much with confusion as with sympathy. He didn't expect him to return.
Sean nodded.
He limped down the gangway to step foot in another country. Riona. A new soil and a new type of world. The whole country was one city, and the city itself was built on a massive island that used to be connected to the mainland of Hastir with huge bridges. It was a fortress against the rest of the world, and it looked as if it would have had the upperhand. There were 12 bridges in total and each was so vast, they could be seen from space. None remained intact. An endless wall with countless weapons and defence measures scaled the city. All looked to be inactive and massive holes and sections were punched out of the wall itself. Sean was slightly amused by a thought. Millions were spent building this wall to keep things out and the damage done, was from the inside. The docks were filled with the signs of poverty and disease and it seemed as if this new world might not have been such a great idea. There were also many signs evident of the great disaster that had occurred here. In fact what remained of the colossal towers provided an eery atmosphere and backdrop to Sean’s mission, but the clarity of how intact each one was, or even how many there were, was unclear through the blinding darkness and sheer size. If he could see properly they would have taken up all sight of the sky.
"We'll have to leave the docks while you're gone. We'll be back here in two hours time ok?"
Sean nodded again.
The towers were also visible from space. An amazing feature of mans creation. They used to be just massive towers, but with the rise in power of the gangs came a massive change in their structure. The lower levels were constantly under attack because of the hatred in the oppression of those who were not part of the corporations. Those that did not conform. The bottom levels were abandoned and the corporations built security measures at level 30 of all the towers since control of the gangs proved impossible. In turn everything below this point was taken over. Connections between all the towers above this level began to emerge as anyone going below level 30 was more than likely never going to return. Although the defence measures were impenetrable, one of the leading gangs decided it was going to bomb the bottom of one of the towers, either not caring or not taking into account what would come falling down after the bomb went off, and the domino effect it would have on all the rest of the towers as they were in such close proximity. An elite team sent into, what was simply referred to as below, stopped this attack, and development quickly began in building adjoining supports between all the towers simply referred to as above. This reinforced the strength of the towers, so much so that even if the bottom of one was destroyed it would be supported by the rest. All 340 of the team never returned. They went down in history as Martyrs.
    "You're a braver man than me I'll tell you that. Nobody has ever gone further than the docks, since the incident."
    Sean stared on.
It didn't take long before structure of what resembled an actual ground level began, this time on level 40 allowing for the ongoing battle below. But the corporations knew that should anything serious happen below, above would be at risk, because of it's foundations being imbedded in a gang controlled underworld. With all that lay at stake something had to be done. What was done would not only change the course of the