Mira’s DeathAs Kim reached home, he was exhausted, all the happenings happening lately had taken a toll on him. He wished to sink into his bed and escape all the madness happening in his life. However, his hopes for a moment of peace were shattered by an insistent knock at the door.At first, Kim ignored it, he was too tired to answer but it persisted aggressively. Irritated, Kim dragged himself to the entrance, his fatigue making each step feel like a Herculean effort. Opening the door, he was met with the sight of two elderly individuals standing on his doorstep. Weariness washed over him as he listened to their introductions, realizing they were Mira's parents.“My name is Mr. Johnson and this is my wife,” he said, gesturing to the woman standing next to him. Then he continued, “We are Mira’s parents.”Kim's initial reaction was one of frustration. He didn't have the energy for any more drama, especially not the one that wouldn't bring his loved ones. Nevertheless, he pushed aside
There’s No HopeAs Miller returned from the police station, a smug grin adorned his face. His plan to bribe the authorities had succeeded, and he relished in the thought of frustrating Kim even further. This was his moment, his moment to shine and be happy. Finally, he had achieved what he wasn't able to achieve in so many years. Everything seemed to be falling into place, and Miller couldn't help but feel a downpour of satisfaction.Suddenly, a harsh wind swept through the room, sending chills down Miller's spine. He knew what it meant - the ancestor was near. As the wind began to take shape, Miller waited patiently for the familiar figure to materialize.When the wind finally coalesced into the form of a man, Miller's smile widened. He greeted the ancestor with a sense of pride, basking in the acknowledgment of his success."Congratulations, Miller," the ancestor boomed, his voice filled with pride. "You have done well in your efforts to thwart Kim. Your dedication and cunning have
ou are not aloneMiller began to brainstorm a possible way to obtain a drop of Kim’s blood without making it seem like he was begging for it. He knew that approaching Kim directly would likely result in refusal or suspicion, so he had to devise a plan that would make Kim willingly offer his blood.As he mulled over his options, Miller considered the idea of organizing a community blood drive. He could frame it as a charitable event aimed at helping those in need, which would make it more likely for Kim to participate without suspicion.With this plan in mind, Miller started to reach out to local organizations and community leaders to discuss the possibility of hosting a blood campaign. He emphasized the importance of the event and its potential to save lives, hoping to garner support and participation from the community.As he made preparations for the blood campaign, Miller kept his true intentions hidden, ensuring that everything appeared genuine and altruistic. He knew that he had
The Request The Kim family's once calm and peaceful household became a hub of restless movement, with Kim's family and concerned friends joining the search effort. Posters bearing Mr and Mrs. Slate's photographs covered the entire neighborhood, and the local community rallied together, helping in the search as the slate family was loved by people because of how much they give to the poor.In the midst of this chaos, Kim was frustrated, he didn't know where else to look and nothing seemed to cross his mind other than Miller being responsible. and Kim’s usually vibrant lifestyle was replaced by a constant state of agitation. He barely slept, haunted by nightmares of his parent's unknown fate.One evening, Kim went to his parent’s house just to get closure from them. He sat alone in his parents room, filled with memories of happier times. Suddenly, his phone rang. With trembling hands, he answered, hoping against hope for news of his parents."Hello?" He answered, his voice trembling wi
The Paper As Miller made his unsettling request for Kim's blood, Kim's mind flew with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He couldn't stop thinking that there was more to Miller's sudden appearance and bizarre demand than met the eye. Was there a connection between Miller and the mysterious ancestor who had also sought his blood? And if so, what evil purpose did they both have in mind?Caught between fear and curiosity, Kim found himself grappling with a decision that could have far-reaching consequences. On one hand, Miller's offer of releasing Zoey and his parents sounded tempting. After all, they were the most important people in his life, and he would do anything to ensure their safety. But on the other hand, Kim couldn't ignore the nagging feeling of agita that gnawed at him. Something about Miller's proposal didn't sit right with him, and he couldn't make sense why Miller was asking him the same question he was being kidnapped for. And now Miller was offering to release his p
The Call To Happiness As Kim woke up that morning, he felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest. He was lost and hopeless. The events of the past few days mulled heavily on his mind, leaving him feeling utterly defeated and hopeless.He lay in bed for a while, staring blankly at the ceiling as he tried to make an understanding of everything that had happened. His thoughts were a jumbled mess of fear, anger, and confusion, and he couldn't seem to find a way out of the darkness that surrounded him.With a deep sigh, Kim finally dragged himself out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. He mechanically brewed a pot of coffee, hoping that the caffeine would help clear his mind and give him the strength to face the day ahead.But as he sat at the kitchen table, sipping his coffee, Kim couldn't shudder at the feeling of hopelessness that gnawed at him from within. He felt like he was trapped in a never-ending nightmare, with no way to escape.He knew that he couldn't continue to wall
My Parents are BackAs Kim happily ended the call, his phone beeped and it was a message from the unknown Mr B, Kim hastily opened it and it was a message showing the location where his parents were kept hostage.Without second guessing, Kim quickly entered his car and drove off. He couldn't wait to see his parents. He had suffered enough already. Even if it's only his parents for now he would have the energy to fight.As Kim drove towards the location where his parents had been spotted, he started sweating, nervousness was gradually creeping in. He didn't know what to expect or how to go about the rescue.The direction ahead was desolate, with little signs of life besides the occasional flicker of headlights in the distance. Tall trees lined the roadside, their branches releasing mysterious shades that danced across the road. The road was silent, broken only by the hum of Kim's engine and the rush of wind through the open windows of his car.Despite the aloneness of the road, Kim was
Finding Solutions As Kim's parents tried to recover from the shock of their ordeal, they found themselves surrounded by concerned family members and police officers, all eager to hear their firsthand account of what had happened. Kim's siblings bombarded them with questions, their voices filled with a mixture of confusion and anxiety."How did they capture you?" Cassey, Kim's elder sister, asked, her brow furrowed with worry."It was terrifying," Kim's mother replied, her voice trembling slightly. "They came out of nowhere, masked men with guns. They dragged us into a van and blindfolded us before we could even react.""And where did they take you?" Kim's younger brother inquired, his eyes wide with curiosity."We're not sure," Kim's father answered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "It was dark, and we were disoriented. But they kept us in some abandoned warehouse, tied us up and threatened us if we tried to escape."The police officers listened intently, jotting down notes as Kim's p
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