Damien didn't know what to feel at that moment. He never recalled telling Jada to do this. He never asked her to tell their daughter about this secret. Mara had shock written all over her face as she looked quickly away from her mother to Damien. This young man who is about her age? He is what? What did her mother just say? That this young man is her father?! Ridiculous!!!Her mother must be joking. This might be a sort of prank that comes with something as huge as this penthouse. Mara slowly started to smile. Her mother must be trying to make a joke out of this. Though she didn't know why her mother would want to joke about this, yet that was the only possible meaning to read to this. "Mother, why are you doing this? I mean, this is supposed to be funny, but then again, you can't just make a joke about my father. You know how much this means to me." Mara suddenly became angry, scolding her mother. "But I will forgive you if you take it back right now. I won't get mad because of t

Damien couldn't believe his eyes. There were so many thoughts tumbling over each other in his head. He stared in utter disbelief as Leroy stood tall. Of all the thoughts that trampled upon each other in his head, there was a unique one that stood aloof. It was the only thought that posed a help. Back on the island, two decades ago before he was snatched by the samurai and forcefully taken to the realm. There was a wolf which he had rescued. A wolf which it had caused him a great trouble to tame. At the end of the events, when the Samurai suddenly appeared, he had discovered that the wolf was not what he thought it was. It had happened that the wolf was the same person as the samurai. And now again what? The big white wolf had changed into Leroy?He started shaking his head. Though he hadn't made the words yet, he was very nervous. He was obviously unwilling to admit to what was right there in front of him. He wished he was seeing things that were not there. He tried to find the

Leroy went with claws thrown at Damien's face. It was quite an easy task for Damien. Damien dodged the clawed hands, moving back. Leroy launched another attack, taking a spree of thrown claws and jabs. But none of his attempts got to Damien. Damien was able to evade all of attacks, unscathed. Leroy was a little intrigued by the fact that Damien had no trace of scar on his skin. The pain and scars which were all over his face earlier were no where to be found. "You seem to have a trick, don't you?" Leroy said. Damien sighed, looking to the side for a while. "I'm getting bored. Is this all you've got?" Damien teased Leroy. Leroy was getting annoyed and there was a hue of rage hovering over his face. His eyes were growing even darker, and the redish flames filling the white bulbs in his eyes. "I was trying to go easy on you. I didn't want to put you in a condition that would land you in a coma for several months. Don't make my act of kindness seem like incompetence. Do not insult m

Damien walked into the enclosed area. The old man lifted his drunk face to look at him. Damien walked over to the table, which had several bottles of alcohol on it. "What will you do now?" Damien asked, staring straight into the dull eyes of the man. "Who is this lad?" The man said in a slurry manner. "What will you do now when you know that I am back? I'm sure that you know that I won't let this slide." Damien continued. The old man threw his hand towards Damien, but he missed the hit. He fell forward, hitting his face on the table. Damien shook his head. His fifth uncle was pathetic. The man had always been like that. He never knew when to stop. Drinking for him was way beyond addiction. If there was any other word to call it. "This cheeky lad." The man mumbled, lifting his head again. "It is you, isn't it. Damien. The jinx." The old man pointed at him. It wasn't so farfetched. Though the fifth uncle was quite drunk and his eyes were as heavy as a mountain, yet he could stil

[Ping! Restoring system's activities.][Ping! Yacht-driving skill was exchanged with Map function.]Damien stared at the notifications pop-up of the system that was hanging in the air right in front of his eyes. He didn't know what to feel in precise. "The map function?" He quizzed. The map function was equally as important as the ZOOM function. He knew this, so it was quite hard for him to choose the perfect relation to this. What he had in mind while coming to the island this early was to first locate the cannibals before going to join the organisers of the party events. He didn't think that would be anyway possible anymore. How was he supposed to find them now that he didn't have the map of the system?He sighed. "Such a useless bitch!" He grunted, taking the window down. When he raised his head, he saw a set of few ladies standing at the opening of the island. He squinted his eyes to be sure whether or not he would be able to make a mental judgement of who the ladies were.