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."

had he been in BK? The encounters with Cynthia were few, and each tthey met, his only wish was

about his strength but whether he had improved as a

She had a daughter?

shocked, then

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

of him.

ask,

was happy. His joy cfrom

it. She'd probably describe him with those words again:

let him, the one with the wicked streak, be

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

their way out,

know who these assailants were, maybe other members of the organization or a rival

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was bleeding too

excuse. She detested him so much that she

departure, he left the cave and found her trying

but a voice inside told him Cynthia wasn't coming back for him. She never cared for him, and perhaps she

by in her

help her; instead,

of men with guns, who demanded to know if he'd seen an

nasty, grabbing him as if they wanted to kill

he betrayed Cynthia's

discarded him, then she deserved

"She's over there."

towards Cynthia's location, while he was thrown down a

the organization, he told the Elders that Cynthia betrayed

hunt

wanted woman in

who saw her was to

it was what

no matter how many people

words "wicked streak” still

long after Cynthia disappeared, he learned of his own origins and that he had a

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