Embracing the newfound powerWhen nobody was answering Mr. Larkin’s questions, he became more angry and disturbed. "Miller, what is happening? Can you tell me how you got up there?!" he lashed out, his voice strong and stern.He was stunned, and shouted, "What kind of sorcery is this? Answer me, Miller. Else I’ll call the cops and I'm not joking."Miller remained silent as he felt a wave of power coursing through him, but he was not sure how to control it or what kind of power it was. The ancestor's presence was felt in the background, with a hush of ancient incantations that only he could hear. "Focus, Miller," the ancestor's voice echoed in his mind. "Avoid distraction, it's not over yet.""Can you both leave!!" Miller shouted, his voice filled with anger and desperation. "What are you still doing here?"His mother tried to touch him, but his father held her back. "Stay back! We don't know what he's capable of," he warned.Miller's eyes darted around the room, trying to make sense
Miller’s MisfortuneMiller sat on the edge of his bed, his thoughts were consumed by frustration and anger. Everything tends to be going bad for him. He had no money and no friends. Even his gold business had crumbled, leaving him vulnerable to his chief sponsor’s threats. He is always scared for his life. As he thought about these troubles, he could only blame Kim for what had happened to him, his hatred towards Kim kept growing stronger, making him desire revenge at all cost.The door creaked open, and Mr. Larkin cautiously stepped into the room, concern etched on his face. He couldn't sit back and watch Miller bring strange things into his house. Things he didn't understand or know how to control.“Miller, we need to talk. What's happening to you?” Mr. Larkin said, his voice tinged with uneasiness as he stepped into the scattered room. He didn't want to waste any time or beat around the bush.Miller glanced up, his expression was filled with frustration and anger. "Nothing you'd ge
A way to survive Miller stood up, anger flashing in his eyes. "Thank you for trying to help me, but you can’t help. Just stay out of my business until I leave this house.""Miller, don’t do this. I want to help you, don't shut me out or you will regret it," Mr. Larkin pleaded, his voice filled with concern."No, you need to stay out of it. This is my fight. I don't need you to mock me with it," Miller snapped back, his frustration boiling over.Mr. Larkin took a step closer, his face a mix of worry and confusion. He couldn't understand why Miller would be so arrogant. "You think I’m mocking you? I’m your father, Miller. I’m trying to protect you. Whatever is happening, I need to help you sort it out."Miller shook his head, his anger not having any chance of fading away. "Protect me? Where were you when my business was falling apart? When everything was going wrong? When I was on the run? In fact, you want to rattle me out. And now, you are here to spill nonsense, acting like you car
Beginning of the endHe picked up his phone and stared at it, debating whether to call again. Just then, his phone buzzed with a message from Esther. He was so anxious to pick, hoping he’d get good news from her. He actually thought Kim was still such a gullible person who could be easily swayed by lies and promises. "Hey, sorry for the delay. I’ve spoken with Kim and he suggested that he would like to see you first. He wants you to meet with him and talk to him directly."Miller quickly typed back, his fingers flying over the screen with anxiousness."I'm not sure. But I’ll think about it and get back to you. But please help me talk to him, I'll make everything right again but I need you and Kim to trust me."He waited anxiously for her response. Seconds felt like hours until finally, his phone buzzed again."Okay, I’ll let him know. And I won't promise you but will try." Miller sighed, feeling a bit relieved. He needed to act fast and fool Kim into thinking he was truly remorsefu
Miller’s indecision The next day, Kim woke up early, filled with anticipation. He got dressed quickly, donning a suit that made him look professional but also hid a small recording device. After a quick breakfast, he grabbed his phone and dialed his boss.“Good morning, sir. I need a few of our well-trained men to be sent discreetly to the address Miller agreed on. Just in case, he can't be trusted and we shouldn't let our guards down.” Kim said.“Excellent, Kim. I’m confident this will work out. I’ll send them right away, but please you have to be careful, you are dealing with one of the most notorious criminals in this country.” his boss replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm.Kim nodded his head as if his boss was already there. He thanked his boss and hung up. So, when he finished his preparations, As he was about to leave, Zoey caught him at the door. She had been sleeping and Kim didn't want to wake up. “My love, how can you leave without informing me? That's not fair,” she
Zoey’s recovery At Kim’s house….Zoey continued to receive treatment from Dr. Nancy. Her progress was remarkable. Zoey had started opening up more, willing to share her thoughts and feelings without hesitation. The nightmares that once haunted her nights had decreased, and her confidence was gradually returning. Each session with Dr. Nancy seemed to lift another coating of the trauma that had once engulfed her.Kim was ecstatic about Zoey’s improvement. Seeing her smile more often and hearing her laugh again filled him with joy. She was becoming more like the person he remembered, strong and cheerful. Two days later, however, their peaceful routine was abruptly interrupted.Early that morning, Kim’s phone rang loudly, jolting him awake. He glanced at the screen and saw it was his boss. He wasn't expecting such an emergency call to work, especially since his two-week break hadn't ended yet. With a sigh, he answered.“Kim, I need you to report to the office urgently. There’s a new case
Bunch of betrayals Mr. Larkin couldn't bear the headache Miller was causing him. He sat at the kitchen table, his head in his hands, feeling the weight of the constant stress. His wife, Mrs. Larkin, approached him, sensing his turmoil. "What’s wrong, dear?" she asked gently, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her, his eyes tired and filled with frustration. "I can't put up with Miller anymore. He's become too much for me to handle. I’ve tried, we’ve tried, but nothing seems to get through to him." Mrs. Larkin sighed, knowing this conversation was coming. "I know he's been difficult, but he's our son. We can't just give up on him." Mr. Larkin shook his head, standing up from the table. "It's not about giving up. I’m afraid that with the way he's going, he might cause us a serious problem or worse. He might be the death of us." Mrs. Larkin’s eyes widened in shock. "You don’t mean that. He will change." "I do," he replied firmly. "I've been thinking about i
Father and son The next day, Mr. Larkin was determined to uncover the truth about Miller’s origins. It was already difficult, but he had to try. His first stop was the hospital where he and his wife had adopted Miller many years ago. Walking into the hospital brought back a flood of memories. He remembered the joy of bringing Miller home, the hope they had for their family. Now, that hope felt shattered. He approached the reception desk, his heart pounding. “Excuse me,” he said to the nurse behind the desk. “I need to speak with someone about an adoption that took place here years ago.” The nurse looked at him curiously. “Do you have an appointment?” “No, I don’t,” Mr. Larkin admitted. “But it’s urgent. I need to find information about my son’s biological parents.” The nurse hesitated. “I’ll see if someone is available to help you. Please have a seat.” Mr. Larkin sat down, his mind racing. He knew this was a long shot, but he had to try. After a few minutes, a doctor approached
A LIFE WELL LIVED In the months that followed the defeat of Miller, Kim's life began to settle into a rhythm of peace and fulfillment. The chaos and destruction had left scars on the city, but with Kim's direction, the people rebuilt their lives, stronger and more united than ever. One bright morning, Kim was called to a special ceremony by the government. It was held in the city's grand hall, a place that had seen both despair and triumph. As Kim entered, he was greeted by a standing ovation. The hall was filled with dignitaries, officials, and grateful citizens who had come to honor him. The mayor stepped forward, holding a gleaming medal. "Mr. Kim," he began, his voice filled with emotion, "your bravery and selflessness have not only saved our city but have also inspired a nation. Today, we honor you with the Medal of Honor, the highest recognition we can bestow." Kim bowed his head as the medal was placed around his neck. He felt a swell of pride, not just for himself but for
AFTERMATH OF THE WAR As Miller knelt down, beaten and broken, he looked up at Kim with desperate eyes. The darkness had been stripped from him, leaving him vulnerable and weak. But his heart was still filled with hatred. He knew his time was running out. But he wanted to buy more time to run. "Kim... please... spare me," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I can change... I can do better..." Kim's heart hurt at the sight of his once-fierce rival now pleading for mercy. Memories of the destruction and chaos Miller had caused flashed through his mind. He thought of the countless lives lost, the families torn apart, and the cities reduced to rubble. He knew that sparing Miller might lead to more suffering and devastation in the future. "I'm sorry, Miller," Kim said softly, his voice was persistent but tinged with sadness. "I can't let you continue to bring harm to the world. Peace and harmony between heaven and earth can only be restored if you are stopped once and for all." Miller's
THE FINAL FIGHT Miller seethed with rage as he watched the news, his name tainted and cursed while Kim was hailed as a hero. The city was rebuilding, and the people had found hope again. Miller couldn't stand it. The very thought of Kim being praised while he was seen as the villain drove him to madness. He decided it was time to end this once and for all. The battle of heaven and hell would be fought through Kim and Miller, and only one would emerge victorious. Miller stormed through the streets, his presence alone was sending waves of fear and chaos. Buildings crumbled in his wake, and the skies darkened as if mirroring his fury. He was ready to confront Kim, crush him, and prove his dominance. Kim, aware of Miller's approach, stood unshaken. He had been preparing for this moment, training tirelessly with Zero. The citizens, now secured in guarded shelters, watched with bated breath, knowing the final battle was imminent. Miller appeared back to the city, his eyes were blazing
MILLER’S COME BACK Kim had finally accessed his full powers. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, and he knew he was now strong enough to face Miller. Determined, he set out in search of his nemesis, scouring every possible hiding place he could think of. Despite his extensive efforts, Miller remained elusive.Undeterred, Kim turned his attention to the mess Miller had caused during his rampage. The city lay in ruins, with countless lives affected by the chaos and destruction. Kim knew he had to do something to help.He began working closely with the government, providing health amenities to those injured during Miller’s attacks. Hospitals were overwhelmed, and Kim’s assistance was important in making sure that everyone received the care they needed. He used his powers to heal where he could and organized resources to support the medical teams.“I can’t believe how much you’re doing for us,” a nurse said, with tears in her eyes. “You’re a real hero.”Kim shook his hea
THE ANTICIPATION Miller was in his hideout, screaming in pain and fury. The pain from his recent defeat by Kim tore through him, not just physically but mentally. He felt embarrassed and hurt. His ego was bruised.His roars echoed through the empty chamber, filled with rage and frustration. He knew Kim was training and preparing, but he never thought Kim would actually defeat him. With the amount of power he has? “How did this happen?” Miller shouted into the void. “The ancestor told me Kim wouldn't be any match for my powers, yet he beat me without even getting started. How can that be? Did he deceive me to set me up?”He paced back and forth, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and anger. “What kind of power does Kim possess? Why must he always be more than me in everything? Stronger, richer, more loved, more successful, and now with a higher power? Why must it always be Kim?”His frustration grew, and he screamed at the top of his lungs, cursing the invisible ancestor. “How can I
THE FIRST FIGHTKim stood on the rooftop, his body shimmering with his newfound ability. The city below him lay in ruins, a reality to Miller’s wrath. The time had come to end this once and for all. Zero stood beside him, his face etched with decision.“We’ve trained hard for this moment, Kim. You are ready,” Zero said, placing a reassuring hand on Kim’s shoulder.Kim nodded, his eyes glowing with fierce willpower. “I know. It’s time to end this.”As they prepared, Kim felt a sudden shift in the air. A bright light descended from the heavens, and with it came a group of ethereal beings, warriors clad in shining armor, their wings spreading wide. Kim’s heart leaped as he recognized them. They were his allies from his previous life, the heavenly warriors who had fought beside him in the great battle between heaven and hell.“Kim, it’s been too long,” one of the warriors, a tall figure with golden armor and piercing blue eyes, stepped forward. “We’ve come to aid you in this final battle.
ALMOST READYIn the open training space, the air was thick with anticipation. Kim stood at the center, his breathing was steady but heavy with the weight of the task before him. Zero, circled him, chanting in an ancient language that resonated with power. The space seemed to hum with energy, the walls vibrating ever so slightly as Zero’s enchantments filled the space.It was also a moment of peace and reflection. Kim closed his eyes, focusing on the words, letting them wash over him. He felt a warmth spreading through his chest, radiating outward. Slowly, his body began to glow with a faint, ethereal light. His skin hardened, taking on a metallic sheen, and his eyes flickered with an otherworldly blue light. Zero's voice grew louder, more intense, as he poured all his energy into the enchantment."You must focus, Kim," Zero urged, his voice echoing with the power of the spell. "Feel the energy within you, let it grow, let it consume you. This is your power. Feel it! Embrace it!!"Kim'
A SEARCH FOR KIMMiller’s reign of terror showed no signs of slowing. He roamed the city, causing chaos and suffering wherever he went. Buildings were reduced to rubble, and the streets were filled with the echoes of his maniacal laughter and the cries of his victims. No one was safe from his wrath, and his powers made him nearly unstoppable.Back at his home, Miller's cruelty extended to his parents. He had turned Mr. and Mrs. Larkin into his servants, forcing them to do disgusting and humiliating tasks for his amusement. They were constantly under his watchful eye, terrified of what he might make them do next. He had turned Mr. Larkin’s money into his. He spends it however he likes and dares not complain.One evening, Miller sat in the living room, a wicked grin on his face as he watched his parents scrub the floor with toothbrushes. “Faster!” he barked, his voice dripping with malice. “I want to see my reflection in the tiles.”Mr. Larkin’s hands trembled with fatigue and rage, but
THE HAVOCMiller had become a force of chaos, rampaging through the city with an uncontrollable fury. Buildings crumbled in his wake, cars exploded, and terrified citizens fled for their lives. The news was filled with constant updates on the destruction, showing footage of Miller laughing maniacally as he wreaked havoc."He’s unstoppable!" one news anchor exclaimed, her voice filled with panic. "Miller is destroying everything in sight, and nothing seems to be able to stop him."The police, army, and navy were all deployed to contain the situation, but it was futile. Bullets and artillery had no effect on Miller. Instead, he seemed to draw power from their attempts to harm him. He attacked with ruthless efficiency, and many who faced him did not survive.Amidst the chaos, Kim was on his honeymoon with Zoey. They were enjoying a rare moment of peace when Kim’s phone rang. It was his boss."Kim, we need you," his boss said urgently. "Miller is causing mass destruction. We’ve tried ever