“So… Criss… you are Clark’s butler?”“Yes. I am”“You are pretty good in almost everything… that’s amazing”Oren mumbled as they watch Criss peel the apple. It was all in one string.“I can’t do that…” he muttered in awe. Owen just laugh at his brother who was left with no hope.‘Is my job taken now?’Looking at Shanx, the leader of the West 11 gang tried to sympathize with the second strongest in their gang.“Boss… why are you looking at me like that?”But instead of a reply, what he received was a pat on his back. Criss just chuckled as he could see why they are acting like that.“What do you think about my grandson? Criss?”“The young master is quite an odd person”He started as he answered the question of the old man who just eat the fruit he prepared.“Yeah, we agree with him about that”Nodding his head with Oren’s words while munching apples that Criss put on the plate, Criss continued his words.“But sometimes I don’t know his actions. I still can’t tell if I know him complete
Death That is something you can’t hide from. The day will come when you will run out of time. And soon… you will finally take your last breath. “I guess, this is my end…” Looking at the cliff, Clark has no way to go. Monsters covered the whole area. From the deepest corner of the city to the hidden valleys in the forest. He knew that the world has come to an end. “As the last person on earth… I think I keep my promise to them… I manage to survive this far… isn’t it worth the applause?” 'But who would do that for me? When all of them... already left me behind?' Chuckling to himself, Clark laughed as he saw how the pitch-black strings are having their way to where he was. It was the Camradhar. [Ding] Surprised by the notification he got, it was from his system. A system he luckily got back then. The one that gives him the chance to manage to survive this far. [Do you want to have a reset? Yes or no?] “A reset? It is not as if I have anything to lose” Clicking the yes, he car
Sitting in the room that the servants cleaned in just an hour, it may be cleaned in a hurry but no speck of dust can be seen lying across each corner. It was a good job for the servants indeed. But it was a result of the number of hands helping together to achieve that result. Such a big room left unattended for decades, it is surely a big rough cleaning that was made. “I am all good. You can leave. Thank you for your hard work” “May the light of joy fill your stay, Welcome back, young master!” Bowing their head, Clark was left alone in his room as soon as the door closed. “Hah…” He let out a deep sigh as he soon looks at the floor. What would you feel if you are once again left in a place that you hated? Would you be terrified? Or would you be overwhelmed? But… is that the same if you have no recollection of everything? That even your mind was wise enough to remove those fragments of memories you want to forget. ‘So this was my old room…’ Clenching his hands, he once again too
“The result of the DNA will arrive tomorrow. But even so, I would like to thank each one of you that give some of your precious time to welcome my long-lost son” Standing as he holds a glass of ‘Montediore’s Luxx’ the most expensive wine that was named after their very own, Henry can’t hide the smile on his face. Margarett’s family as well as Julius’s are present. But one can notice how two seats were empty. The former seat of Ofiello Montediore and Mharijane Montediore. None dare claim that very seat as it holds something none of them can achieve. “Isn’t it a bit too sudden? Henry?” Calmly seating beside his wife, Julius mumbled as he dare not sound hostile in any bit. Julius Montediore, the eldest of Ofiello’s children. He is the first son he had with Mharijane. The one that faced hardship compared to the other two. After all, when Margarett was born, Montediore are already gaining money and power. “He is my son. What do you expect me to do then? Brother?” “Your son?” Ther
“Violin? Sure then” ‘Clark, remember… not all people hopes for your success. It is up to you if you would grant their wish to see you become a failure’‘But grandpa… what should I do then?’‘You are a wonderful kid, Clark. If it is you… you just have to give them what you’ve got. Right?’‘That’s all?’‘Yes, that is all it takes. Don’t belittle this old man who teaches you things. And most of all… do not belittles yourself’‘Yes! Grandpa is the best!’ A small smile hides in the corner of Clark’s lips. Seeing how confident Clark was, Miguel can’t help but be worried about the fact that Clark might really know how to play one. “On the other hand, Violin is a bit complicated for some. Only the gifted will be able to play such a thing. I think the piano would be fine too. Look, there is a piano sitting right on the corner. It is such a waste to not get that piano to be of use” ‘He quickly changes his thoughts. But is that a problem? Even if I lost my system, playing those is not a big
“I thought that he was just a fraud… but it turns out he really is that brat…” Annoyed by the fact that she learned, Margarett drinks another glass of wine in one go. Even though her husband told her to stop it since she had enough, just as what Anton thought, his wife won’t listen to him no matter what he says. “You are upset, I know that. But you are flooding the room with that scent. You know how I hate liquor” With a frown on his face, he continued to read the book he was holding. But that just made Margarett scowl. “Can’t you see how he is a hindrance in my plan? Ashton is twenty six already and yet he still can’t pass that damn challenge to be the heir?! When will that challenge start anyway?? I really can’t understand Father. That old man… he should just give it to my son!” “You are pushing him too much. Aren’t you being greedy? Isn’t your allowance and theirs more than enough?” Laughing at the response of her husband, Margarett slams the glass. Almost breaking it. But luc
Clark’s POV Born in a wealthy family, I don’t even know what the term family means to other people. For me it isn’t it just… a group of people who share the same blood? A mother, a father, and a child. That was it? But it seems like they are all wrong all this time. That isn’t a family at all. A family doesn’t need to share the same blood in order for it to be called as one. And in this life that I had, ever since I was a child, there is just one person whom I will recognize as my family. My mother who gave birth to me? No. My father who gave me that blood of Montediore? No. It is not them… It was… That kind old man who took care of me when I got lost. ‘What are you doing out here?’ His very face is still clear in my mind. That was the first time I saw someone look at me with that kind of eyes. Care… worries… not for themselves but… for… me. ‘I am thirsty…’ ‘You are thirsty?’ And when I asked for water, he gave me much more than that. The time I was hoping to receive from t
“Are you sure you are gonna leave already?” “Simon, I told you I have to do lots of things” Walking with Clark as he guided him out of the hospital, Simon thought that his visit to the Montediore would end just like that. But it seems like Clark’s plan changed. “You are not gonna stay here? How about Grandpa Holmet?” Clark looks back at him as he pats his shoulder. “You would be here for him, right?” “Yes, but… Grandpa Holmet would be glad if he know you are here” A small smile escapes his lips. But there was a strange look in his eyes as if… he was uncertain about something. It was the same eyes he had when they were a child… when Clark would do something he hates. “Will… will you be all right?” he added. Worried about his dear friend. “I can manage. Please take care of Grandpa for me” Nodding his head, Simon just let out a smile. ‘Simon, the very person that helps me stand up when my world shattered. He was there to wake me up, to help me keep going. Now that I remembe
“So… Criss… you are Clark’s butler?”“Yes. I am”“You are pretty good in almost everything… that’s amazing”Oren mumbled as they watch Criss peel the apple. It was all in one string.“I can’t do that…” he muttered in awe. Owen just laugh at his brother who was left with no hope.‘Is my job taken now?’Looking at Shanx, the leader of the West 11 gang tried to sympathize with the second strongest in their gang.“Boss… why are you looking at me like that?”But instead of a reply, what he received was a pat on his back. Criss just chuckled as he could see why they are acting like that.“What do you think about my grandson? Criss?”“The young master is quite an odd person”He started as he answered the question of the old man who just eat the fruit he prepared.“Yeah, we agree with him about that”Nodding his head with Oren’s words while munching apples that Criss put on the plate, Criss continued his words.“But sometimes I don’t know his actions. I still can’t tell if I know him complete
“How was the news? Father?”“Well, it is quite a good show”Smiling as he continued reading some files, Moriando could not help but be in good mood. He was in such a panic about the new dungeon that appeared. Luckily, thanks to his daughter, any news about the Voneveir won’t catch a glimpse in those outside that place.Any news about that is heavily guarded, even those in the social media.“How did you do it by the way? I was surprised no news about those monsters was heard”Chuckling as she scrolls on her phone.“I got a cute little servant…” she replied as she talks about the person who is the son of the man that was handling the news reports in different tv stations. “It was quite easy if I may say. We just use some known figures a little bit of spice and sugar and taa dah! They don’t give a single damn about the Voneveir anymore”Nodding his head, Moriando then praise his daughter.“Good, very well. As expected from you, Nicole”“Right? Father? But… I am doing my best yet you don’
“Yes? This is Alyanna… who is this?”[Hey… it is Iesha… I need you help]Looking around, she checks if someone is there to listen in her words. Luckily none, as she know.“About what? Why did you not call me with your phone? Are you all right?”[Yanna… I don’t know what to do. I am so lost… I can’t do it anymore…]“Where are you?”...“Yes, we are lucky that the casualties are not as great as we think it would. But Geoff… do you have an idea what this is all about?”Krain started but they soon look at the direction of a newly arrived car. All covered with heavy guards and trucks that seems to have a relief goods and other supplies.“Vincen, you arrived”“How can I not when things are like this… What in the world happened in here?”Just by looking at that person that arrived, Clark already knew who it was. After all, that very face was the one you would always see standing beside the President.“It is good to see you Sir Vincen Morran”“I finally got the chance to meet you too, Geoff
“Wait right here, I got a phone call”“Sure, I am not a kid so no worries”Smiling sweetly, Alyanna bid goodbye to the man that assisted her. But looking back at her, he doesn’t seem to trust her much.‘Acting like that just because she has connection with the Laurent. If I am not burdened with favor from them I won’t be lying like this’“Phil, you are there”“Isidro, what are you doing here?”“I was about to call you. Hurry up, we got a meeting”Walking a few more corridors, Alyanna then arrived in the hallway she always roam in. Unlike other days, the people guarding the room of the old man is doubled in number.‘Are they some kind of thugs? Don’t tell me the granpa in there is some sort of a high person? But… if so then… why would his records be like that?’Patting the small gorgan on her sling bag, she was surprised when it hopped out and run off.“Hey!! Wait!!”Blocking the small gorgan, the men guarding tried to hit it but it was able to block their hits.“What is happening in h
‘Okay, so all I got to do is kill these eggs and it is a good to go, right?’[Are you sure you want to purchase this item?]‘All I need is a rod or spear or maybe…’Looking at the top of the nest, he could see some rock attached on the wall.‘Maybe I should just let the rock do what they are good at’[Wind Blade Activated][Punch of The Wind Activated]Throwing strickes and punches in the air, some rocks started to fall rolling down to the eggs of Gorgan’s‘Just a bit more’And with his one last heavy strike, the larger rock that Clark was aiming for then started to roll‘I feel like I am wasting food…’He though to himself as he remember his younger self accidentally dropping an egg he was supposed to give to his grandpa for a sunny side up.‘Now that I think about it… I kind feel hungry… hmmm… I need to finish this soon and…’There, a loud crunch could be heard as the rock fall down completely killing the unborn gorgans.[Kill the Gorgans: 257/260]‘Maybe they are outside’Realizing
“Kroon! You got to stop him!!”“Ajax… I don’t think he would listen to me”Looking at Ken, his only hope, Ajax saw how his friend just shook his head.“As if we coul-““If you aint gonna stop him then I would!!”Marching to the guy who was planning to jump in the red dungeon gate, Ajax shouted on the top of his lungs.“Marchen! Stop this bullshit will you??! You will just get hurt!”“Ajax?”Hitting his head, Ajax frowns as he scolds his friend.“Why do you think we are here for? Why do you think Geoff told us to be here? To follow him? And save him?? Do you even think that you could be a help if you head there???”Listening to Ajax nagging him, Marchen looks at the Dungeon’s gate and thinks about what he just heard.“He told us those things to clean up this mess in this area not to be a burden in following him and ended up needing him to save us!!”Brushing his hair, even Kroon and Ken are aware how annoyed Ajax is right now. They had never seen him act like that before but his words
[The Gorgan must be Done][Kill the Gorgans. 0/260]“Clark! No matter how I think about this, this is a suicide!”“Don’t worry to much, Simon. The back up will arrive soon”Hands shaking as she points out his tablet whose screen shows what is happening on the outside of the hospital, he look at Clark with frown on his face.“Are you planning to die??!!”With his hand slightly patting Simon’s head, Clark looks back at Grandpa Holmet one last time.“Grandpa… please be safe”“You should tell it to yourself. What’s gotten into you? This is dangerous… Clark”But with him nodding his head, Clark did not bid a goodbye since he would see his grandfather again.“Shanx! Oren! Guard grandpa. Don’t let a single worm bit him. I will count on you”[Item Purchased][Item Purchased][Item Purchased][Item Purchased]Catching the weapons that suddenly appeared right before their eyes, none dare speak as the hold the weapons that Clark gave them.“Boss!! What was that??!”Oren shouted frantically as he
“You seems to be in a good mood Clark”‘Eating together with them, sharing laughter and new memories, I could still feel it in me even after the party ends. The happiness that I could not help but be thankful of’“Yeah, why won’t I be?”Clark replied to Simon as he continued to drink the soda in a can.‘Indeed, it is a special day. Not because it is my birthday but because I was with all of them. Something that I had longed for before. Something that… I thought would just be true in my dreams…’Looking at the pile of men that was drop dead sleeping after tiring themselves and drinking to their heart’s content -Luckily they permitted them to have liquor inside a vacant separate room as long as grandpa Holmet will not drink any and they would clean and disinfect the room right after- only Simon, Shanx, and Manager Zhang was left wide awake. Oren was guarding Holmet and Oren who was sleeping. As for Jann, he went back home already and left Friz and Lheper laying on the floor.“I am reall
“I heard there was a commotion in the south”Oren mumbled as he peel ripe mango for Grandpa Holmet. Shanx was out since Jann called for him needing his help.“Really? Is that related to the thing you said before?”Wondering if the thing that Oren was talking about is related to the incident that happened not so long, Clark replied taking the plate that was full of cut mangoes.“I also wonder”“Clark, what is with your friend by the way?”Pointing at Criss who was sleeping so soundly on the sofa, the moment he entered the room of Granpa Holmet, he just greeted him and head straight to sleep.“He is just tired… let’s just let him be”Looking back at Criss, Grandpa Holmet felt pity with his grandson’s friend.“Maybe we could just hire him in the shop, what do you think?”With his grandfather asking that question, Clark smiled in reply.“Yes, lets do that. I will ask him when he wakes up”“You too, Clark”“Yes?”“You should also rest”Standing up as he picks up the plate, Clark stopped hi