Lord JK was startled by Slade exclamation at first. The man was just about to welcome the expert and his men who had come to test the water. All of a sudden, Slade had exclaimed disrupting the pleasantries. He decided to watch what the hell was going on. "It's you. Isn't it?" Slade added, looking really surprised to see this person. "Nyther the Viper! The invincible sage!" The man, who now identifies as Guler, exclaimed, too.He equally looked surprised to see Slade, but the surprise was seeped in a lighter mood. Guler rushed to Slade and hugged him warmly. Slade felt a little uncomfortable having to hug a fellow man so tightly! But Guler seemed to be defeated by joy and didn't see anything wrong with the felicitation. "When the hell did you get out of prison?" Guler asked Slade, pulling away. "Man, you look very different. Did you get out three months ago?" Slade didn't answer the question immediately. He didn't want to be too forward with the answers, but then when he recalled
Guler stood there grounded to the spot. He was staring blankly as though he had lost every brain cell left in his head.Slade Nyther was known as a weakling back in the prison before he mysteriously became powerful. He became so powerful that the strongest and deadliest inmates never wanted smoke with him!But that was in the prison. A powerful man in the prison should in no sense equate the same when such finds himself in the real world!Guler wouldn't have had a problem getting over this if the person who had just bowed to Slade was a normal rich person! If it was the patriach of another family, he might not have reacted this way!But seeing that Lord Jendall Kurtis, the most powerful patriach in Pinnacle county, had just bowed to Slade! His jaws remained dropped as he watched the man go. "I'll see you to your car." Slade called on top of his voice and followed Lord Jendall who was already far gone. Slade realised that Guler would have a lot of questions to ask him. This wasn't th
"I'm sure that there are a lot of materials that could be used to make prosthetic arms. Which one is the best? Was watching a show yesterday and I saw some of these on display." Slade was trying to walk around eggshells here. "Well, just like I said earlier. To get quality, finance is the leading point of contact. Else, the whole idea of the authenticity would be compromised.""Mostly, what's common is alloy materials. Majorly, prosthetic arms are created from alloy materials.""Titanium alloys, aluminum alloys, stainless steel, carbon Fibre composites, name them.""Which is considered the best?" Slade interrupted. The car suddenly came to a stop. Slade realised that this must mean that they've gotten to the location. "Uhmm, speaking of what's best for skin-like appearance, flexibility, softness and durability. Silicone is the best bet." Guler explained. His face tuned differently all of a sudden, "Why are you so suddenly interested in prosthetic and what not?" Guler asked. "You
"This place is really massive." Slade commented as the automatic door slid open in front of him. The memories of this building that he had were already foggy. He was way too young back then. "What do you mean? This is like the biggest building in the whole of the continent. The largest structure to ever greet the soil of Pinnacle County." Guler stressed. Guler quickly removed his suit and picked up a lab coat. He walked into a corner and picked up something else. Slade stood where he was, looking around to see if there was anything that looked remotely familiar. He was considered a divine doctor. Instead of using equipment and devices, all he needed was the natural environment to enhance the unseen energies that flowed through the body and around us. These different aspects equal the same result, but the latter was very much efficient and quiet demanding. "The owner of this place must be living in so much wealth." One of the subordinates of Guler said. Guler was about to enter
Slade shut his eyes for a moment. He thought of Vixton. He could easily ask Ceballos to teach Vixton some lessons, but he didn't want that. Vixton was from the Langley family. The Langley family was involved in the misfortune of his family! In fact, they caused the missing arm of his mamita. Sending Ceballos to beat up Vixton would seem like doing Vixton a favor! He couldn't do that. Slade was determined to tear down the family of Langley into shreds, on his way to the revenge and restoration of his family's glory!"It won't be necessary. I'm hanging the call now." "Lord Jaguar." Ceballos quickly spoke before Slade would hang the call. "Have you given it a thought yet? All the seventy-six dons are willing to bow to you as our Lord Jaguar. Just choose a date, and the coronation will be fixed."Beep! Beep!"Lord Jaguar. Lord Jaguar!" Ceballos called into the phone, looking at the screen. Slade had dropped the call. Ceballos lifted his gaze and looked at the person who was on his k
Slade remained stagnant for a moment. As still as water. "Give the result to me." Slade reached out his hand, collecting the test result from Guler. After this, he turned around instantly and started to head out of the office. There were a lot of things he had to do right now, and to put them in order was something that looked close to impossibility. His head was flooded with so many thoughts and speculations. Just a moment ago, he was thinking of the relation of Lord JK to his father's company when he had discovered something even more preposterous. He didn't want to believe it, but there was no way he was going to turn a blind eye to something so relevant and disturbing. When he had gone to the slum to pick him Mamita up and had met the architects, he had thought that he would find a way to help the elderly folks by finding an easy way to treat the water. He could never have imagined that the result would make him so excited, anxious, flustered and worried. "Could this be? Co
"What the actual fuck!""I can't believe this. What the hell, man!""Did he really steal from Mr Calvin? Damn! He must be really tired of living.""Actually, I feel more pity for his generation that had no idea about what he did. They would be killed for no reason.""And to think that he was acting proud moments ago! What a fucking psycho."There were harsh remarks flying around after the purple card was found on Slade. Slade remained as rigid and neutral as he was earlier. He was neither scared nor worried. He shut his eyes for a moment as he tried to clear his head. Clearing his head helped him shut out the noise that was a militant against the flow of energy. When his mind became a clear path, he started to travel back in time in his head until he came to stop. His mind pulled a break when it got the scene when a young lad bumped into him. He highlighted the scene and flipped out, making it appear right in front of him. This time, he activated the Vyion Eye. With the Vyion, he
Slade had been gone for a while, yet for the next few moments, the Nyther-Rim Groups lobby remained stiff. It would seem as though everyone was scared to say something. Calvin Havill seemed to be under a daze at the moment. No one wanted to walk into the flames. Whoever that tries to be a hero might be the scapegoat, so everyone was keeping quiet and waiting. The bone of contention was common. Who was that young man who had just walked out of Nyther-Rim Groups?!Who was that young man that could call Lord JK so casually?! Who was that young man who made the powerful Calvin Havill, one of the important share holders in Nyther-Rim Groups, look like a nobody in the twinkling of an eye?Just who was that young man?"Sir?" The security man suddenly called Calvin, making him snap out of the thoughts. "That bastard just left with your card! You can't let that happen! I should run after him and beat the life out of him! I should---"Thwack! Thwack! Calvin sent two revolving slaps across
Slade landed dramatically at the shore of the lagoon at the end of the Heaven Coast Forest. He looked towards the forest as his eyes squinted. His Vyion Eye was still active so he wouldn't have a tough time finding the lady. The classified vision highlighted the path that led in the direction of the lady. Soon enough, he found himself walking down a narrow path that led towards a fountain. He could hear the body of water crashing ruthlessly against the rock. When he approached the fountain, he found the lady standing butt-naked, her back was positioned towards his direction. She was dripping. It seemed like she had just finished having a bath. She was whistling, and her voice was melodious and very enchanting. The harmony of her whistles provoked goosebumps and made head swell to the intricacies of the unknown witchery. Suddenly, she stopped whistling. She felt a presence behind her and turned around to look at the person. When she turned around, there were two large cats standi
Slade could swear with everything that he held dearly that he didn't open the door. The truth was that, he had tried to do what the old man had instructed him to do, yet he didn't get the door to open. Instead, he had continously been thrown away from the door whenever he made an attempt to open the door. Right now, when he pushed the door open slightly, he realized that the door was open. "Did I open the door? Really?" He started to doubt his own sanity. "When I tried to open the door with the scar, I was thrown away. How can I open the door when I was thrown away? Getting thrown away, doesn't that mean that something is wrong?""But then, could getting thrown away be the side effect of successfully opening the door?" Slade tried to understand the most logical possibility of event here. It didn't make any actual sense. "If that's the case, then why did I get thrown away each time I tried to open the door? Did the door open three times or more?"Slade realised that if he remained
The lady was lying on the ground, between the cluster of shrubs as she panted heavily. She was stark naked and covered in sweat. Her hair was disheveled and some part of her body was smeared with dust and green. She sighed continously. A wave of peaceful air flowed all about her, giving her this comforting feeling that she had never felt in a long time. The lips of her honeypot was coated with her juice and her legs were trembling. She heard the footsteps receding from her and tried to sit up. Sitting up, she saw the monster man who had just destroyed her warmth. He had finished ramming her as though he was a tractor plowing through a tough forest. Yet he was walking away strongly as though he had just taken a nap. "What kind of a man is this?" She muttered to herself, as her rage turned into admiration. Then her face changed again. "Hey! Where are you going?" She called when a sudden realisation hit her. If he is headed in the direction of the Lotus lagoon, doesn't it mean tha
Slade knew that the last thing he wanted to do in this moment is to get distracted. He couldn't afford it. But staring at this gorgeous lady standing in front of him, he couldn't help but let his jaws drop all over the floor. He didn't even know what to believe in a situation like this. Was she really a lady or a creature! For all he knew, she might be something else disgusing as a lady. Even at that, Slade didn't think it would be so easy for him to disregard the fact that her choice of character was out of this world. Candyce was indeed beautiful and gorgeous. But the likes of these lady standing in front of him, would make Candyce jealous if they were in the same room. "I must admit it. You're quite beautiful." Slade didn't know when those words flew out of his mouth. The manner at which he was acting right now, one would think that perhaps he had lost his mind. Some might think that he was under a spell and was being bewitched by the lady. But Slade could tell that much that
"Don't you think it's stupid to come here all alone?" A sudden feminine voice said behind Slade. Slade stopped in his tracks. A mile ahead of him was the Lotus lagoon that leads to the island where Niel Rim-Adon had told him to go. Slade had been told by the old man that something huge await him there. Ever since Slade arrived at this forest, he has not been attacked by any creature. Save for the two nuisance who came driving to their death, which had distracted him, there was no other difficulty. Slade was closer to his destination. He could get this done quickly and return to his daily life of vengeance. He has only been able to pull one revenge off. There are still five more families to go! Also, he still has to reclaim the lost company of his family which was stolen by the six families. And he wanted to do so the way the six families had stolen it. He stopped thinking about other things that do not contribute to his situation at the moment. He turned around to look behind hi
The leader of the henchmen realised that he was flowing in the sky, yet he didn't know how that has come to be. A second ago, there was a stray young man standing in front of his car. He had tried to run the guy over when all of a sudden, he felt something hit his car. If he was driving through the forest, he would have thought that he had hit a huge tree in his way. But he was driving on a plain and tarred road that divided the forests. He didn't know what to do or think in a situation like this. "Ahhhhh!!!" He let out a piercing scream as the car started descending.The speed of its descent was very much quicker than when it was going into the air. The force was swift and very impounding. Crash!!! The car dove face down into the tarred road with its bonnet. The windscreen shattered, and the shards of glasses flew towards the face of the leader, spraying into the eyes of the fellow. "My eyes. Blood!!" He screamed as he felt the shards sticking into his eyes. He could feel pain
"Tell me Tyq. What brought you to my villa? Curiosity or chance?""I did." A feminine voice called from behind the henchmen. Candyce and Mamita walked into the scene. Candyce was leading the way. "Baby." Lord JK said as soon as he saw his daughter. When Tyq heard Lord JK calling Candyce "baby", he was almost horrified. The only thing he could think of was Candyce being the wife of Lord JK. He had a conflict in his mind which he was struggling with in that moment, but he couldn't really tell if it was the best thing to get occupied with or focus on the present matter at hand. "When did you return?" Lord JK added as Candyce walked to him and hugged him. "Not long ago. We saw him lying on the street and decided to bring him home." Candyce answered, now standing next to her father. Tyq bounced back into reality in that moment. It wasn't the game of guesses anymore. This matter was getting very real and legit. He couldn't continue to disbelief for long. Not even if he wanted to. "Y
The lad didn't stop for a moment as he kept on running after he had pushed the door open. He ran in the wrong hallway and kept on increasing his speed as though his whole life depended on it. Well, for a fact, that was the idea. He felt like his whole life was dwindling in his eyes. He got to the end of the hallway and found that there was nothing in his way but a tall and thick wall. There was no way he was going to break through the wall and smash it into pieces. "What the hell! Why is there no door at the end of this hallway?" He was really confused and worried. He knew for a fact that there was no going back in the direction he had come from. There was a reason he had ran away from that room. What if he was right? What if this people were tricking him to believe that they wouldn't end up harming him? What if they were only looking for a way to make terrible things happen to him but are disguising it as though it was something rather special. "Where is he? Where did he go?" De
Stephen was pacing the foyer to and fro. His head was hot and aching! He was in distress. His entire body was almost in a lock down. At this point, it felt like a part of his body had shut down. Suddenly, he felt an adrenaline surge course through his body. He walked directly to the table and kicked it. The glass table shattered into shards. He walked to another corner of the foyer and broke a few other things. He smashed the TV and continued to cause a havoc until he came to a pause. No matter how much damages he was causing, he realised that his rage didn't subside. It only felt like he was causing himself some financial mischief. Of which he didn't really care about. When he came to a pause, a new idea popped up in his mind. The idea was strange but fresh. His eyes lit up. It would seem like the common phrase that fly around people's lips, 'There's a light at the end of the tunnel'This new thought that he had seemed like the light he has been waiting for at the end of this lon