Cynthia stared at him for a few minutes before her lips slightly pursed.

"Do you hone yours skills and strength just to bully others?"

"Cynthia, I..."

He simply couldn't accept it. Why should she care about the weak? If they were gone, they were gone.

"Kneel."

That was all Cynthia said, but her face was heavy with gravity.

"Do you know why I've always refused to teach you medicine? It's because you lack any compassion for the vulnerable. You even

find joy in instilling fear in others. Kid, you've got a wicked streak."

The words "wicked streak" seemed to etch themselves deep within him.

In the dead of night, he would wake up to hear Cynthia repeating those words.

Wicked streak, wicked streak.

How dared Cynthia speak of him that way? He was determined to learn medicine and to excel at it.

The thought was rooted in his mind, along with a crazier idea: he would make Cynthia regret her words.

Afterward, Cynthia becbusier, until one day, she returned, battered and bruised, still intent on taking him away.

"Phelps, BK isn't the place for you. It's too dark here, and it twists you more every day. Cwith me."

At that moment, looking into her eyes, he saw her unwavering resolve. She genuinely seemed to want a normal life and had

worked hard for it.

He couldn't understand why anyone would strive for the ordinary when everyone wanted to be extraordinary.

"My daughter is adorable, you'd like her too."

years had he been in BK? The encounters with Cynthia

But Cynthia's concerns were never about his strength

She had a daughter?

felt shocked, then he

craved Cynthia's attention, subconsciously seeing her as a guardian, and

of him.

would always ask,

course, he was happy. His joy cfrom

that, she wouldn't want to hear it. She'd probably describe him with

with the

who brought him into the organization, yet refused to mentor him or see

out,

other members of the organization or a

was placed in a cave while Cynthia was severely wounded. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

wait here. I'll lure them away and cback for you. Don't leave

bleeding too

thought it was just an excuse. She detested him so

her trying to make her way back,

inside told him Cynthia wasn't coming back for him. She never cared for him,

by in

her; instead, he walked

with guns, who demanded to know if

men were nasty, grabbing him as if they

hesitation, he

him, then she deserved

"She's over there."

while he was thrown down a hillside, and

the Elders that Cynthia betrayed

to hunt

beca wanted woman in

her was to

abandoned him; it was what she

grew older, he realized that no matter how many

"wicked streak” still haunted

he learned of his own origins and that he had a

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