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."

Cynthia were few, and each tthey met, his only wish

his strength

She had a daughter?

felt shocked, then he turned

her as a guardian, and always hoping she'd have

of him.

Cynthia would always ask,

course, he was happy. His joy cfrom trampling over

to hear it. She'd probably describe him with those

one with the

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

out, Cynthia encountered

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away and cback for you. Don't leave

was bleeding

was just an excuse. She detested him so much

her trying to

back for him. She never cared for him, and

by in

didn't help her; instead, he walked

who demanded to know if he'd seen an injured

men were nasty, grabbing him as if they wanted to kill

hesitation, he betrayed Cynthia's

had discarded him, then

"She's over there."

he was thrown

Elders that Cynthia betrayed BK and

hunt her

beca wanted woman

saw her was

it was

no matter how many

words "wicked streak” still

long after Cynthia disappeared, he learned of his

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