“Jonathan, please,” Rhys said, his voice rising. “Just leave me alone for a few minutes, I feel a bit better cause the pain comes and goes. I’ll explain everything later, I promise.”Jonathan crossed his arms, his expression stubborn. “No, Rhys, I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on.”Rhys felt a wave of pain wash over him, and he knew he couldn’t keep this up much longer. He needed to get Jonathan to leave, and he needed to do it. “Fine,” Rhys said, his voice cold. “If you won’t leave, then maybe I should.”Rhys stood up, his legs trembling beneath him. He took a step forward, his eyes locked on Jonathan’s. “Rhys, don’t be ridiculous,” Jonathan said, taking a step back. “You’re not going anywhere in your condition.”Rhys smiled, a cold, calculated smile. “Watch me,” he said. And with that, Rhys turned and slowly walked to the en-suite bathroom, leaving Jonathan standing alone in the room.Jonathan watched him go, a look of concern on his face. He knew that Rhys wa
Rhys nodded, knowing that Rio was right. But for now, he just felt relieved and grateful. As he left the space, Rhys remembered the rows and rows of vials of elixirs that he had brewed. They were the cure for the Eclipse Virus, and he knew that he had to get them to the people who needed them.Without thinking, Rhys simply willed the vials to appear outside of the space. He focused his mind and reached out with his energy, and suddenly the vials were moving, floating off the shelves and into the air.The vials of elixir suddenly appeared in the room, filling it almost to capacity. Rhys smiled, satisfied with the result. He then called out to Jonathan, asking him to return to the room. Jonathan entered the room, his eyes widening in shock at the sight of the vials. He had never seen anything like it before. The room was filled with rows upon rows of small, delicate bottles, each one filled with a glowing liquid. The bottles seemed to stretch on forever, filling every available space in
Dr. Aiden was determined to uncover the truth behind the elixir, and he would stop at nothing to do so. He began to investigate, asking questions and gathering information.Rhys and Jonathan knew that they had to be careful. They knew that the scientist was a ruthless man, and that he would do anything to get what he wanted. “We need to be careful,” Rhys said, as they watched the man from afar. “He’s not going to give up easily.”Jonathan nodded, his eyes narrowed. “We’ll be ready for him,” he said. “We’ll protect our secret at all costs.”In a dimly lit room, a man sat behind a large, ornate desk, his face shrouded in shadows. His identity was unknown, but his presence was imposing. As he read the report in front of him, his anger grew with each passing moment. He was created the Eclipse Virus, it was his lifework and it was meant to serve as a brutal blow to the country but the cure at appeared from nowhere and that made him furious. The report was about the elixir, the cure for th
Rhys sighed, trying to maintain his cover. “Father, I’m telling you, I don’t know anything. Maybe it’s just a coincidence that the Scientist is from our family.”Lydia frowned. “A coincidence? Rhys, don’t be ridiculous. We know you’re involved somehow.”Rhys stood up, trying to end the conversation. “I’m not involved, Mother. I swear. Can we please just drop it?”Alessandro and Lydia exchanged another glance, this time with a hint of frustration. They knew that Rhys was hiding something, but they couldn’t get it out of him.“Fine, dear,” Alessandro said. “We’ll drop it for now. But we’re still proud of you, no matter what.”Rhys smiled, relieved. “Thanks, Father. That means a lot to me.”But Lydia wasn’t ready to give up yet. “Rhys, just one more thing. What do you think the Scientist’s motives are?”Rhys hesitated, trying to come up with a convincing answer. “I…I don’t know, Mother. Maybe he just wanted to help people.”Alessandro nodded. “That’s a good point, Rhys. Maybe he’s just a
Rhys lay in bed, his body wracked with pain. He had thought he had overcome the consequences of splitting his soul, but it seemed he was wrong. The pain was back, and it was worse than ever.Just as he was starting to drift off to sleep, he heard a noise in his room. He opened his eyes to see Lucas, the martial artist he had defeated, standing over him.“Lucas?” Rhys said, surprised. “What are you doing here?”Lucas looked at Rhys with a mixture of shock and concern. “Rhys, what’s happened to you?” he asked. “You look like you’re dying.”Rhys tried to laugh, but it came out as a weak cough. “I’m fine,” he said. “Just a little…side effect.”Lucas shook his head. “Side effect?” he repeated before checking Rhys pulse “Rhys, you’re suffering and your soul state is in disarray. What did you do?”Rhys knew what Lucas was referring to. He knew that Lucas had discovered his secret. “I had to,” Rhys said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I had to save them.”Lucas looked at Rhys with a mixt
Rhys’s mouth opened in a silent scream, his vocal cords straining to produce a sound that would express the depth of his agony. But no sound emerged, only a faint whisper of air that seemed to carry his very soul away with it.As the pain reached its crescendo, Rhys’s body collapsed to the ground, his limbs twitching and convulsing in a mad dance of agony. His eyes rolled back in his head, his gaze fixed on some point beyond the veil of reality, as he felt his soul shattering into a thousand pieces, each one a reminder of the agony that he endured.Rhys’s body crumpled to the bed, overcome by the excruciating pain of his soul splitting apart. But even as he lay there, writhing in agony, his mind instinctively sought refuge in the inter-dimensional space.As he emerged in the space, Rhys’s gaze was drawn to the healing pool, its waters glowing with an soft, ethereal light. He stumbled towards it, his body crying out for relief. He collapsed onto the pool’s edge, his hands grasping for
Seeing as there was no means to convince him otherwise, his parents had no choice but to agree, though their eyes still held a hint of doubt. “We trust you, Rhys,” his father said finally. “But be careful, okay?”Rhys nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He had done it. He had told them, and they had believed him. He did not hesitate to call his best friend, Jonathan who asked to meet in a restaurant.Rhys arrived at the private restaurant, a discreet location he had chosen to ensure their conversation remained confidential. He spotted Jonathan already seated at a table, sipping a glass of wine.“Hey, man,” Rhys said, sliding into the chair across from his friend. “Thanks for meeting me here.”Jonathan raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on, Rhys? You sounded serious on the phone.”Rhys took a deep breath, launching into the same story he had told his parents. “I’ve got a business deal I need to close, and I have to travel for it. I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”Jonathan’s e
Jonathan’s expression turned skeptical. “You’re not even curious about why he was here?”Rhys hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He didn’t want to admit that he was curious, but at the same time, he couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off. “Fine,” Rhys said finally. “I’ll ask him. But let’s not jump to conclusions, okay?”Jonathan nodded, seeming to accept Rhys’s compromise. As they continued their discussion, Rhys couldn’t shake off the feeling that Lorenzo’s presence was more than just a coincidence. And he couldn’t help but wonder what Lorenzo was really after.Meanwhile, Lorenzo was watching them from a computer screen, a calculating glint in his eye. He had achieved his objective – to discover what Rhys and Jonathan were discussing.And now, it was time to take the next step.Lorenzo pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his eyes fixed on Rhys and Jonathan as they continued their discussion.“Yes, it’s me,” Lorenzo said, his voice low and urgent. “I have some