"You scared?" asked Lloyd with a dismissive look, to which Elias replied with a haughty laugh."No, I'm not. I'm just warning you that we're the bad guys. The government has been targeting us for a long time, and plus taking out the leader of the Korean capital, isn't this a very serious thing?""We wouldn't be bad if they weren't. You remember, we were never given justice a long time ago, so why care about their laws? If the government can't give us justice until many lives are lost, then we can make our own justice" Elias with the aura of a strong leader, patted Elias' shoulder lightly while saying this. For him this was true, since there had never been equal justice. No matter how hard the government tried to make it happen, there were still those who were weak who were sacrificed for the welfare of those who were more.That's what happened to Routa, the homeland of the GREY FAMILY bigwigs. It used to be a source of laughter and a home for every family, but since the economic crisi
"What is it, sir? Do you need anything?" Instead of answering Eve's question, Arthur moved forward to get closer. He unwrapped the white pajama towel impatiently, revealing his small body with six-pack muscles on his stomach. The girl thought something bad was going to happen, especially if he took off the long black pants.She ran her clean fingers through her wet hair. Arthur climbed onto the bed, the girl grumbled-- she wanted to get off the bed, but he pulled her back closer first."Sir?" she called half frantically, but Arthur didn't respond. The man's eyes were still staring intently at her, frightening her. Arthur looked like someone who was possessed by a demon spirit like the one he saw in the horror movie Ellania gave him."Arthur...!""ssshhh..." he hissed softly followed by a furrowed brow, asking the girl to be quiet by putting his index finger to his lips. Those cold eyes that she was desperately trying to avoid were now freezing her--for the umpteenth time. She was tran
This was something Einer had experienced many times before, when he was still in his golden age of being the number one entertainer in Dioxatine. People looked at him with a mesmerized look, talking about him from mouth to mouth. Einer felt uncomfortable, but he continued on his way until it stopped when he almost bumped into the Baron coming from the direction of the stairs. "Good evening, sir," greeted the man, "like the night before, should I alarm you?" Einer rotated his eyes in the other direction, understanding what the Baron meant. It was none other than his return after being out for most of the day. "It's quite unfortunate that the lady had time to come home to invite you to have lunch together." Einer spontaneously looked at the Baron, the look in his eyes seemed to say; really? But it was too late, Einer made Chelsea wait and ended up biting her fingers because Einer didn't come home at all after his departure since morning. Well, Einer doesn't feel guilty eith
"I control this mind power with my mind, so how am I going to use this power if my mind is muddled under the influence of alcohol?""So if you're drunk, you won't be able to use your power?" Einer asked, he seemed to be new to that fact."It doesn't mean not at all, but a muddled mind will create chaotic control. Instead of lifting this glass, I might end up lifting the table.""Haha," Einer laughed, briefly as he noticed Garden's cold face and restrained himself, "that's funny."Garden just sighed and the food arrived.Garden spoke again after Michelle left."Unlike you who can master several powers, I only have mine. If I'm in an urgent situation and I can't use it, I don't have any other powers that can help me," Garden said, then ate his spaghetti and was mesmerized in the first bite. Einer just smiled at Garden's reaction. "This is delicious."Garden didn't really like flour preparations like spaghetti or pasta, so he rarely ate them and didn't think they were good food. But his
“That’s wonderful. Chelsea must have grown up to be a good girl because her environment was so perfect,” Einer retorted. “It’s very different from you, isn’t it?” Until the question was asked, Einer was silent and looked at Amelia for a long time. She finally smiled and replied, "Yes. That's why I was wondering why you offered me this job. But I won't let it go." Einer stared at the plate in front of him, the waiters began to move to serve him. He didn't see another chair where Chelsea might sit, so he looked at Amelia. "So, is Chelsea coming to dinner?" he asked, making Amelia stifle the spoon she was already holding. "Gosh, Einer... do you miss your wife already?" asked Amelia, in a humorous tone. But somehow when it was said by her, it sounded like mockery. "I'm just asking... because the one who offered me dinner was Chelsea." "I'm so sad. Does that mean you object to having dinner with me?" "Does it sound like that, ma'am?" "Well, it might. You've even d
"Gosh, do I look like a ghost in her eyes?" asked Einer, a little annoyed but then he smiled. "If I were a ghost, she wouldn't have helped me. At least she helped me even if it was just for formality." Einer leaned back in his car and waited for Garden. The beauty and luxury of the car amazed him once again, and again questioned this reality that seemed like a dream. "It's amazing, Einer; in one night you went through so many steps, it made you surpass people faster than normal speed. You're very lucky," Einer said, momentarily forgetting his headache as he mused. "It would be great if I used this great opportunity to find mom, I could definitely find her faster." Einer was deep in thought, when suddenly the rain came heavily and without warning. "Oh my, why is it suddenly raining?" Einer panicked, the rainwater seemed to soak his body quickly and when he was about to open the car door, he saw the surroundings were very dry. "What the...?" Einer was stunned, and as he looke
Oh no... Einer didn't want to misunderstand or speculate with the origin. But if his guess was correct, was this man named Benjamin bragging about how rich the company he worked for was that even the cafeteria provided an expensive type of coffee?Then what would he gain from telling Einer all that? Did he want to be arrogant in front of Einer because he already knew who Einer really was?Einer stifled a laugh, he averted his face before looking back at Ben who seemed confused by his reaction. This kind of reaction would certainly make an arrogant person confused and ask; why don't you just bow your head instead of laughing?"Mr. Carter...," Einer called out."Yes, sir?""I'm quite impressed about your knowledge of coffee. Of course if you're a coffee enthusiast, you'll definitely know about coffee and its ins and outs in detail...especially if you're a respectable person working for Wood like this." Einer said, he made Ben pause and vaguely showed an uncomfortable look. But this was
Einer became silent and pondered in front of the mirror. "Did I push her hand too hard?" asked Einer, trying to introspect herself and recall what she had done. But all he came back with was a question mark that would only buy more time. Einer also fixed his clothes. He was already prepared with his white shirt and black pants-Today he planned to go to study something that would certainly be useful in the future. Einer opened the door, he went down the stairs and to his surprise-coincidentally he bumped into Chelsea who had also just finished going down the stairs-with probably the same destination as Einer, the dining room. Instant awkwardness was felt as Chelsea immediately averted her gaze and Einer did the same. Einer did not understand why he was doing this, when he should have spoken to Chelsea first and explained what he was doing that night considering Chelsea was now remembering their relationship as a real status. Chelsea must have wondered; why did her husband lo
Of course Ben would feel humiliated, but he had to try to keep his cool. And his attempt to look calm after something scratched his pride was very pleasing to Einer's eyes, until clearly the man's two cold eyes were laughing at the other person. "Ah... do I look like a butler, sir?" asked Ben then, seemingly trying to break the ice that had become tense due to his own actions. Einer smiled slightly. "No, really...," he replied in a hanging tone, "but because of what you said earlier, I'm reminded of the butler at Chelsea's house-he used to tell me about things in detail-even to the point of mentioning how many numbers are in the price of an item." Ben fell silent again. Einer didn't know what the man was thinking, but he knew that Ben was trying to keep himself calm because of his bold words. Einer admitted, he was indeed a poor man. He lived and lived as he pleased; haphazardly. No schooling, no manners; but to him, that was no reason to let his pride be nudged even a l
Einer frowned slightly, he had never heard of Amora having a friend named Chelsea. "Don't you have a boyfriend?" asked Einer coldly as if it was the sharp edge of a knife. "Ah... Chris is hang out with his friends, and there's no one I can ask for help immediately besides you. You're the only one with a car here." Einer noticed that the parking lot was empty, leaving only his luxury car. "I didn't bring a car because I usually go with Chris, so please... I would be very grateful to you." Einer did not think of helping Amora; he was still very angry for what Amora had done to him. But Einer had another idea. What if Chris found out that the girlfriend he took away from Einer was now coming back to Einer? It would be fun to pit them against each other. Their little fight wouldn't be worth with what Einer had to gain. So Einer unlocked the car and let Amora in. Amora seemed very happy, fastening the seatbelt with vigor. As Amora's request, Einer drove the woman to the address she
Einer was silent, not understanding. "Ah, sorry. I'm so happy that I confused you," Oliver said. "In short, you have the power to mimic other people's powers, Einer. Your power can recognize, absorb and learn the powers of other awakener, just like you did that night." "That night?" "The night when the man named Chris beat you up and you injured him with your power. Do you remember how you did it? You copied Garden's powers."Oliver's explanation sounded fast, the man was excited. But it made Einer even more confused. That night Einer did use a power called telekinesis, he had thought it was a miracle and finally he knew that it was the power of awakening that he had. But now Oliver was saying that telekinesis was not Einer's power? "The power of mimicry, it's a very rare power and has enormous potential. You could be the most powerful awakener, Einer! Your power is extraordinary!" "Will I be able to mimic a power I've never seen before?" asked Einer, making Oliver listen to hi
*** Garden brought Einer home and he was greeted by Robert who was shocked at Einer's appearance. "My goodness, Sir Einer, what happened?" "Calm down, Robert. I didn't crash the car into the garden pond to make me look like this. It's just that there were people who wanted to get acquainted with me earlier." "Were they awakens?" "Yes. One of them is named Arthur Grey." Robert gave the same reaction as Garden. He paused as he was about to take Einer to his room. "Grey? Really?" "Why? You give same reaction as Garden. Who exactly is Arthur Grey?" Robert followed Einer to his room, behind him were several maids ready to assist Einer. "Sir Einer, the Grey family is the biggest rival of the Perceus family." "Oh really? Rivals...?" "Yes. Do you think only the Perceus family has awakens?" "I thought so. I was also quite surprised when they introduced themselves as awakens. I thought awakens lived a very secretive life and hid their abilities from the ge
Einer couldn't drive the car because his head was still a little dizzy, so Garden took his place. During the way home, Garden was so silent that it made Einer think; people who didn't know would think Garden couldn't speak. Einer didn't know how to break this awkward silence, until he saw the small plaster on Garden's forehead. "Lady Garden, I apologize for the wound on your head from that day." Einer had almost forgotten the day he made blood flow down Garden's forehead. Einer thought Garden wouldn't answer, but the woman said, "It doesn't matter, you were just trying to survive." "But aren't you angry?" "I'm used to this kind of thing, and I've had plenty of chances to get it back at you, so don't be shy." Einer swallowed awkwardly, not thinking he would receive such a cold reply but he smiled. "Alright, I'll try to be strong enough to receive your revenge... Garden." Garden glanced at Einer coldly at the man calling her name. "You said not to be shy," if Garden took issue
"I hate you so much," Chris replied, "I don't like losers who can't even protect themselves." "Now I can protect myself, so stop this 'The Storng and The Loser' game because I still want to live in peace." "Do you think you can still live in peace after I ruined your life? Amora Hills, isn't that woman very precious to you?" Einer looked at Chris who was again trying to bring him down. "I took her from you, Einer. The woman you love is mine." Einer looked at Amora who was still in place, also looking at Einer with a hint of guilt in her cold eyes. "Forget it, just take her." Einer's words took Chris by surprise, and so did Amora. "I don't want to deal with a woman who dated me to making fun of me, and a woman who doesn't even consider me human so she just stood by while I was almost beaten to death." Amora looked dumbfounded by Einer's sharp words. "Anyway, women like her are not more important than my life right now. I can get 100 women like her if I want because I'm telling yo
Einer could see the bad things that would happen to him just by looking at Chris's fist. Every step made him shiver, his body remembering what had happened every time he and Chris interacted. But a second later Einer realized if he no longer had a reason to be afraid, he shouldn't hang his head like a loser. Remember what Oliver said; Einer should be proud, he was a Perceus. "You're done, you damn loser!" With his fear gone, Einer could easily dodge Chris' punch. He stepped aside and made Chris seemed like a joke. Everyone was watching them and Chris, who was holding back his embarrassment, looked at Einer sharply. "What are you doing, loser...?" "Avoiding you. Did you think I'd stay still when you threw your hands at me?" Einer replied, didn't look afraid. But that calm answer made Chris' eyes bulge with anger. "What did you say? How dare you say that?" Chris tried to hit Einer again, but this time Einer was able to hold him back. "It turns out that we're just as strong, but
Following Oscar's words that night, Einer came to this place. Einer didn't know why Amelia would choose a place like this just to talk about the contract with him, this place he entered even looked more like a hotel than a cafe. Or indeed a hotel. Einer wanted to feel a little relieved, the info Oscar gave him was right. Amelia Grey, Addenhill's leading doctor who became one of the geniuses in the field of San Luximus medicine. She was really a rich person to be able to rent a place like this. Moreover, she served as the interim leader of the Wood family business which was famous as Addenhill's upper nobility. It still felt like a dream that Einer could come to a luxurious palace-like place like this. Upon arrival, Einer was immediately greeted by two men in black suits, complete with ties and simple communication devices attached to their ears. They looked like secret agents, and as he walked with them on his right and left sides, Einer felt more like a suspect in a drug sm
"Protecting?" "Yes, protecting. Because you know Wood is not a noble family that was just born one year ago. During that time they were victorious, during that time the enemy nurtured themselves and multiplied rapidly. I am protecting that child, so that no one hurts the sole heir of the Wood." Einer was not very expressive in his response. He was silent for a moment, then looked away. "It makes sense," he said, still pausing, "but how long will you continue to hide the girl who has even entered adulthood?" Einer asked then. His eyes were piercing, as if he was attacking the other person with his words. Amelia smiled, feeling more and more interested in the conversation between her and Einer - and Einer himself. "Oh Einer, I like you. You can read situations so well, and like I said; I'd love to have someone like you around." Einer did not respond to the compliment Amelia had given him. The man was still calm, waiting for the continuation of the old woman's words before him.