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The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 63: The Tiger Ranking System
“Are you really sure about this, Young man?” Master Iroh asked again.Joaquin looked at him full of determination. “Yes.”Master Iroh smirked. “If you enter this mansion, there is no turning back anymore.”Joaquin exhaled sharply. He stared at the enormous gate in front of them. He clenched his fist.The Sandoval estate loomed ahead, a fortress of wealth and power built upon generations of control. But Joaquin wasn’t intimidated.He had seen opulence before and walked through halls dripping with luxury. But here, beneath the grandeur, was something rotten.He had seen opulence before and walked through halls drippin
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 64: The Second Skill
Joaquin was dreaming.Or at least, he thought he was.The world around him was hazy, shifting like smoke caught in the wind. He stood in the center of a massive arena—larger than anything he had ever seen—surrounded by roaring spectators whose faces blurred together in a sea of movement.At the heart of the battlefield stood a lone warrior.Joaquin knew him.Not personally, but through blood. Through history.His ancestor.The man stood tall, muscles corded like steel beneath a dark tunic. His stance was effortless yet unshakable, his eyes focused, determine
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 65: The White Tiger Ranking
At first, Joaquin managed to fight the man back. He easily managed to take him down.Joaquin smirked.The man stood up. His expression was too calm.“Is that all you got?” the man asked, smirking.“I can do more,” Joaquin challenged.The man chuckled. Then his face turned serious.Then the man moved unexpectedly, Joaquin was surprised by the sudden blow.His body hit the ground with a sickening thud.Pain exploded through his ribs. His vision blurred. The roar of the crowd faded into a distant hum as if he were sinking beneat
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 66: Another Warning
Joaquin lay on the small bed, arms folded behind his head, staring at the ceiling. His body still ached from the battle, but his mind was restless.The room was simple—bare walls, a wooden chair, and a small desk. Nothing luxurious, just functional. But right now, it was the quiet that mattered.The cheers of the crowd, the adrenaline of the fight—it was all fading, leaving behind exhaustion and a lingering sense of unease.He had won.Joaquin frowned.The knock was firm, deliberate. Not hesitant like a servant, nor impatient like Rick.Slowly, he sat up. "Come in."The door creaked open.
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 67: First Day of Training
The house was quiet.Joaquin sat on the edge of the small wooden bed, the old mattress sinking slightly under his weight. The scent of burning incense still lingered in the air, mixing with the fresh mountain breeze that slipped through the open window. Outside, the distant sound of rustling leaves and chirping crickets filled the silence.Miguel and Rick had already left. Joaquin at Master Iroh’s house for his training. Now, it was just him, Master Iroh, and Maria.With a sigh, Joaquin pulled out his phone. The screen lit up with notifications, but he ignored them all except for one.Jasmine.He pressed the call button and put the phone to his ear.“Joaquin?” Jasmine’s voice came through almost immediately, warm and a little breathless.“Jasmine. I wanted to call you earlier, but things have been... complicated.”Jasmine hummed knowingly. “You’re still not coming home?”Joaquin ran a hand through his hair. “No. Not yet. I need to stay here for a few more days. There’s something I n
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 68: Seeing the Unseen
Joaquin’s breath came in short, ragged bursts.The world around him had changed.At first, he thought it was just his imagination—maybe a trick of the dim candlelight or the exhaustion messing with his head. But the longer he stared, the more undeniable it became.They were everywhere.Faint silhouettes drifted in and out of sight—wisps of figures lingering in the corners of the room, shifting just beyond the flickering candlelight. Some had hollow eyes and dark pits where human expressions should be. Others looked almost normal, their faces frozen in silent despair.The worst part?They were looking at him.Joaquin squeezed his eyes shut and took a shaky breath. This isn’t real. This isn’t real. But when he opened them again, they were still there—watching, waiting.His pulse thundered in his ears. His body felt heavier as if something unseen was pressing down on his shoulders.“What the hell…” he whispered.Master Iroh sat cross-legged in front of him, completely unfazed, his wrinkl
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 69: A Test
Joaquin woke up to the scent of burning incense and the soft murmur of morning wind slipping through the open windows. His body ached, and his limbs felt heavy, but he wasn’t the same as yesterday.He could still see them.Even now, as he sat up in bed, faint figures drifted in the corners of the room—shadows that didn’t belong, whispers that faded the moment he tried to focus on them.It was overwhelming, yet… oddly quieter than last night.Joaquin exhaled, rubbing his temples. His forehead still tingled, that same burning awareness from before lingering behind his eyes. He didn’t know if he was supposed to feel different, but something inside him had shifted.A soft knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.Maria peeked in, holding a wooden tray with breakfast. “You’re awake.”Joaquin stretched, wincing as his muscles protested. “Barely.”Maria smiled as she set the tray on the small table. “You look better than you did last night. I thought you were going to pass out for days
The Doctor's Reckoning Chapter 70: A Call
Joaquin was exhausted.The weight of his training, the constant presence of spirits, and the strain on his mind were starting to take a toll on him. Even when he closed his eyes, he could still see them—some lingering in the corners of the temple, others wandering outside, whispering to themselves.At first, he had flinched at every shadow, every flicker of movement beyond the normal world. But after days of enduring it, he was learning how to ignore them.He exhaled slowly, letting the crisp morning air fill his lungs as he sat cross-legged outside, attempting to meditate. Focus your mind. That’s the key. That was what Master Iroh had told him. If he wanted control, he had to learn how to discipline his thoughts.But just as he was starting to clear his mind—His phone rang.Joaquin’s eyes flicked open, and he instinctively grabbed his phone. Serena.Without hesitation, he answered. “Hey.”“Joaquin.” Serena’s voice was soft, and hesitant, but there was an underlying urgency. “How
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Chapter 124: Wounds That Tell a Story
Joaquin’s hands moved on their own — precise, steady — even as his mind churned with questions he didn’t dare voice.The room around him faded, the low groans and shallow breathing of the injured men merging into a distant hum.Right now, there was only the patient in front of him.The man was pale, his skin clammy and stretched too tight over prominent bones. Blood matted his hair, and his breathing was shallow, lips parted as if every breath was an effort.Joaquin’s fingers brushed his wrist, searching for a pulse — faint, but there.“You’re lucky,” Joaquin murmured, not expecting an answer. “But we’ll see if that luck holds.”
Chapter 123: The Price of Freedom
"Looks like you’re interested, Doctor. And if you want information on the Black Viper Society… you’ll have to earn it."Joaquin’s stomach twisted. "And how exactly do I do that?" he asked, though he already knew the answer."By doing what you do best," Lorenzo said simply. "I’ve got men who need medical attention. Men who’ve been on the receiving end of the Black Viper Society’s… experiments."Joaquin’s blood ran cold."You treat them," Lorenzo continued, "and I’ll tell you everything I know."It wasn’t really a choice — not when the Black Viper Society was involved. Joaquin needed answers. And if helping Lorenzo’s men was the price… well,
Chapter 122: A Familiar Face in an Unfamiliar Place
Joaquin’s head pounded like a drum, the dull throb pulling him out of the suffocating blackness.The air around him was thick with the scent of leather, cigar smoke, and something sharper—like the lingering tang of blood.His eyelids fluttered open, and it took a moment for his vision to adjust to the dim light.The room was dark, save for the warm glow of a single desk lamp. Shadows danced across the wood-paneled walls, making the space feel even smaller and more oppressive. Joaquin tried to move, but his wrists wouldn’t budge.He looked down, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the thick rope binding his arms to the chair’s wooden frame. His ankles were tied just as tight.“
Chapter 121: Shadows in the Dark
Rick sat in his cluttered office, his eyes burning from hours of staring at the screen.The dim light of the desk lamp cast long shadows across the room, and the soft hum of the computer was the only sound breaking the silence.The walls were lined with files and documents — a chaotic collage of everything he’d been able to dig up on the Black Viper Society. And still, it wasn’t enough.“This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered.For a group that seemed to have its claws in everything — from illegal experiments to soul manipulation — there should’ve been more. More whispers, more rumors, more… something. But no matter where he looked, it was like the Black Viper Society was a ghost.
Chapter 120: The Calm Before the Storm
Joaquin sat on the edge of the bed, his elbows on his knees, his head bowed.The weight of everything pressed down on him: Jasmine’s coma, George Beckham’s threats, the whispers of the Black Viper Society — and the fight looming just ahead.It wasn’t just a competition anymore. It hadn’t been for a long time.He felt the mattress shift, and then Serena’s hand slipped into his. Warm and steady. She didn’t say anything at first, and he was grateful for that.Right now, words felt too thin, too fragile to carry the storm inside him.But eventually, she spoke — soft and quiet, like a lifeline.“You’re scaring me.&
Chapter 119: Desperation and Preparation
Joaquin slammed the door behind him harder than he meant to.The sound echoed through the quiet house, but it didn’t help the frustration burning in his chest.He stood in the entryway, fists clenched at his sides, willing himself to breathe — slow and deep — but it wasn’t working. Not tonight.“Joaquin?” Serena’s voice floated from the kitchen, soft and cautious.A second later, she appeared in the doorway, wiping her hands on a dish towel. Her eyes swept over him, taking in his tense posture, the storm written all over his face.“What happened?”He wanted to tell her everything. The fight with George.
Chapter 118: Shadows and Secrets
Joaquin stood near the heavy oak table in the private room, fists clenched at his sides, his pulse a steady drumbeat of anger.Across from him, George Beckham leaned back in his chair like a king on his throne — relaxed, smug, and entirely too pleased with himself.It took everything in Joaquin not to flip the table between them.“So, what do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Lopez?” George started, swirling the glass of whiskey in his hand. He took a slow sip, his eyes fixed on Joaquin, full of quiet mockery.Joaquin tried to stay calm, but just seeing the man made his blood boil. For everything George had done — to Miguel, to Master Iroh, and now his sister — the urge to end him right here and now was nearly overwhelming.
Chapter 117: Blue Ranking Party
Joaquin couldn’t stop smiling.It was a rare feeling — happiness. Real happiness. The kind that wrapped around his heart and made him feel lighter, like the weight he had been carrying for so long wasn’t quite so heavy anymore.And it was because of Serena.The fact that they were finally, officially together made everything brighter. The fear and desperation still lingered — his sister was still lying unconscious in a hospital bed, her soul lost somewhere he couldn’t reach — but now, at least, there was hope.He wasn’t alone in this fight.But before he could let himself get lost in the comfort of his new relationship, there was still so much to do. Jasmine’s life was still hanging by a thread, and Joaquin knew that if he didn’t act fast, he might lose her forever.And that? That wasn’t an option.“Here,” Rick said, pulling Joaquin from his thoughts. He handed over a sleek black envelope with an embossed silver crest on the front. “Your invitation to the Blue Ranking Gala. This is yo
Chapter 116: The Kiss
After talking with Miguel Suarez, Joaquin decided to go back to the hospital first. He went directly to Jasmine’s room — and she was still unconscious.Her aura was faint. Her body might still be breathing, but it was weak — too weak.Joaquin knew that if he didn’t bring her soul back soon, her body would start to fall apart.“I’ll get you back, Jasmine. I promise. Just hold on for me, please,” he whispered, his voice trembling with desperation.The door to Jasmine’s room suddenly opened, and Serena walked in. She stopped in her tracks, clearly surprised to see Joaquin sitting by his sister’s bedside.“Joaquin? I didn’t know you were here,” she said softl
