The Cosmic Howl: Genetic Genesis

Previously

…Kaelen ignored her, his gaze fixed on Maya and her small band of survivors. He watched as they, sensing their reprieve, scrambled, melting into the shadows of the derelict warehouse, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. He stood alone on the rooftop, the rain washing over him, the wind howling like a mournful beast. He was a hunter, a Purifier, indoctrinated to believe in the absolute righteousness of his cause. But tonight, for the first time, the path ahead seemed shrouded in an unnerving mist, and the echoes of a cosmic howl whispered a question he could no longer ignore: Was he hunting the monsters, or was he merely a pawn in a far grander, and far more terrifying, game?