2023-11-02 01:53:18As Ruth struggled in vain, one of the henchmen spoke up.
"Boss, the bitch hasn't paid the installment for six months. She owes ten grand every month to compensate the Coopers.“ ”But every time, she sent us off with old furniture instead. I just checked the house and found only thirty-two dollars in her stash." The leader spat with disdain. "You filthy scum of a woman! Where are you hiding our money?" Ruth wailed in pain and tried to explain herself. "I'm sorry, mister. But my husband's wages are quite low. We don't have enough for three meals a day. Please forgive us..." "Do you think this is a joke, wench? Is the Cooper family going to be fooled by your lies?" Ruth joined her hands, crying profusely. "Please, I am telling you the truth… Wait! I'll sell some cutlery to neighbors and try to arrange five hundred dollars. I promise! Please give me fifteen minutes." The leader's eyes were bloodshot in anger. "Five hundred? Have we come here to collect spare change, bitch?” “Maybe you aren't taking us seriously. I think breaking your arms will teach you a good lesson!" He extended out her arm and raised his foot to stomp her. "Take your filthy hands off her!" Tyler warned with a commanding voice. "If you want to live, you will step away from her!" The leader turned towards the young man who had just walked onto the porch. "Who the hell are you?" Ruth's face put on a look of dismay. "No, Tyler! They are dangerous people! Gangsters! Save yourself! Run and hide!" The gang leader scanned him from head to toe. "So you are Tyler Grant? Are you out of prison already? Good thing we spotted you. Time to shell out one and a half million dollars you owe the Coopers!" Tyler's eyes became cold and distant, as if he was barely listening to the thug. Inside him, a volcano was about to explode. "I won't pay you a single penny. Neither will my family.” “Today is the day your brutality ends. Now unhand my mother before you lose your life." The goons broke into hysterical laughter. "Do you know who I am?" the leader asked bashfully. "I don't know who you are, and I don't care!" The leader guffawed. "Boy! Since you were gone for three years, you are ignorant. I am Huxley, the leader of the Hux gang.” “Everyone in this locality is scared to death of my name. Your machismo will disappear when I break all your limbs!" Tyler was unmoved by the gang leader's threats. "Are you good at terrorizing elderly and disabled people only? You don't scare me at the least!" Huxley gritted his teeth and let Ruth go. He felt emasculated for a moment since he was caught dragging and beating a crippled, helpless woman. It would do well for his reputation if he were to beat up a young man instead. Tyler straightened Ruth's wheelchair and helped her get on it. "Go inside the house, Mom. I'll deal with these punks." Ruth eyed her son nervously. "Is it necessary to get into a fight? If I grovel before the gangster enough and take some beating, he may give us an extension.” “Besides, you already have a criminal record. It may get you in trouble with the law. I don't want to see my son in prison again!" Tyler turned and gave her a reassuring nod. "You don't have to beg or even lower your head, Mom. From today onwards, no one will bother us. I promise." Ruth looked uncertain, but her son's conviction made her feel secure suddenly. She followed his instructions and entered the house. "If your sob drama is over, it's time for you to become a cripple like your mother!" Huxley spat with a smirk. "Bring it on!" Huxley signaled one of his men, and the latter lunged at Tyler with a swinging arm. The young man stepped out of the way dexterously and landed a powerful chop on the goon's back. The latter hit the ground like a bag of sand. Huxley looked stunned. What just happened? Could the loser guy really fight? Perhaps it was a fluke? He figured he needed to step up the attack by a notch. The gang leader gestured to all his five remaining men, and they gradually surrounded Tyler. "Let's see how you fare against all of us!" The goons rushed at Tyler together, aiming punches and kicks at him. There was no way to escape or evade. The young man's eyes shifted with lightning speed. He moved his limbs even faster. Bam! Bam! His attacks hit them like a whirlwind. The five goons bit the dust before they could realize what happened. Huxley's jaw was left hanging. How did a young man like Tyler learn to fight like that? It couldn't be a coincidence or fluke at all. The leader decided to try different tactics. "It seems you learned a few tricks in prison. Good for you. But you're still a pathetic loser whose girlfriend is marrying another man. Shame!"
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337 The Ambush
Annika burst out of the car and faced the Cooper goons head-on. She planted her feet on the asphalt and glared at the wall of dark suits blocking the road."What is the meaning of this? What does your boss want now?"The leader among them, Ben Huxley, stepped forward with a grin that stretched ear to ear.Ben led the Huxley gang in Sapphire City as a proxy for the influential Cooper family. He carried himself like a man who enjoyed every inch of his power. His men lingered behind him, their eyes roaming over Annika with open hunger.Huxley kept his tone respectful on the surface, but the lewd stares from his crew made the air feel thick and ugly. "Madam Annika, you are a sight for sore eyes. The boss wants to have a date with you. Come with us."Annika grimaced, her stomach twisting at the suggestion. She had dealt with the Cooper scion's advances before and wanted no part of them. "I already told Rodney I won't date him. Why doesn't he get it inside his thick head?"Huxley chuckled,
336 The Miles
The crusty gates of Montserrat Ice Prison clanged open with a heavy metallic groan, releasing a single prisoner into the pale afternoon light.Annika walked beside him. She guided the way towards the waiting Bugatti parked just beyond the perimeter.Tyler now wore a t-shirt, a leather jacket, and trousers, courtesy of the Salvatore household. A sharp chill was building up from the lingering northern winds, and the distant hum of rebuilt city traffic drifted faintly across the barren stretch of road.Annika slid into the passenger seat without a word, her leather folder resting on her lap. Tyler followed, dropping into the seat beside her.The young man let out a low whistle as his eyes swept over the sleek interior, the polished controls, and the low rumble of the engine coming to life."Not bad," he muttered, almost to himself, running a hand along the dashboard as if confirming it was real. "A luxury vehicle. The Salvatores must be quite wealthy."The seats felt plush under him, a f
335 A Millennium Later
The Montserrat Ice Prison stood like a scar carved into the frozen earth, a hundred miles north of Sapphire City. Its white stone walls rose like an ancient monolith against the pale sky.Built two thousand years ago, it had outlasted empires, wars, and the sudden Ice Age that had swallowed half the planet in a single brutal decade.Millions had entered its gates over the centuries. Few had left alive.Local legends whispered that the deepest levels held a hidden path to purgatory itself, a place between heaven and hell.Now, in the rebuilt world where technology had clawed its way back to the level of the early twenty-first century, the facility still operated under the same iron rules as before.Inside, more than ten thousand inmates filled the endless tiers of cells. Most had life sentences for crimes that had once shocked cities—murder, rape, organized slaughter.Annika stepped through the main gate at midday, her tall frame drawing every gaze. Twenty years old, with the build of
334 Bittersweet Universe
Along with Gaia's maternal voice, the Garden of Prophecies dissolved around Tyler like the final notes of a fading symphony. The hedges melted into shimmering light, and the familiar tea table and its delicate porcelain cups vanished with a soft sigh. The timeless garden gave way to the harsh, ash-choked reality of the wasteland that had once been Sapphire City. Tyler blinked against the sudden glare of the afternoon sun. He suddenly felt very weary. Victor, Ashley, and Natalie stood beside him, looking equally weakened. Moments ago, Tyler had been in an apocalyptic cosmic fight. Now, only silence remained, broken by distant winds howling through craters. Victor exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair as he surveyed the emptiness. "You actually did it. The plan worked. Ashley's visions showed universal devastation. They were proven wrong." Ashley stepped forward, her eyes still wide from the intensity. "The visions showed only possibilities, but never certainties. The God-D
333 The Battle Against God
God's laughter boomed. "I gave Lazarus the means to build the nuke. Every betrayal you faced, every pain in your pathetic life was caused by me. And that applies to all other human beings, too, countless others. They dance on my strings. The suffering of humans is both entertainment and fuel for me."The God-Devil made a fist, and his illusions tightened. Tyler's loved ones screamed louder, the essence of life fading from their figures.Tyler stayed strong, his voice calm amid the chaos. He had to believe in the plan. "Is that so? All of this is your grand design? Do you think you know everything?""I know everything indeed," the God Devil snapped. "Nothing is hidden from me. Resistance is pointless, Tyler Grant. No weapon can harm me. Not even the Excalibur—"He paused abruptly. "But wait—what is this?"It was as if he were suffering a glitch as he began reading Tyler's refreshed memories. On his end, the young man remembered the final piece of the plan's puzzle that would seal it.T
332 The True Enemy
Tyler stood frozen in the bustling Sapphire City square, the evening crowds flowing around him like he was a rock in a stream. People chatting, laughing, and heading home under streetlights that flickered on one by one.Inside his mind, everything crashed together in a rush that made his head spin and his breath come short.The plan. The Garden. Natalie. Victor. Ashley. Some of his memories had been altered.It all flooded back clearly, sharply, and undeniably. Ashley had explained how the Garden of Prophecies, a timeless sanctuary where God's vision couldn't reach, was the only place safe to scheme against him. His all-seeing gaze couldn't pierce through it.Tyler remembered everything now, the lengthy discussions around the tea table, their voices overlapping in urgent whispers as they pieced it together.It came to him like an episodic vision. Victor slowly paced the grass, explaining his suspicions step by step. "Ashley's visions don't show a benevolent God. They show something da
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