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 were few, and each tthey met, his only wish was to

never about his strength but

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then

her as a guardian, and always

of him.

always ask, "Phelps,

happy. His joy cfrom trampling over

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

let him, the one with the wicked streak, be her

him into the organization, yet refused

their way out, Cynthia

other members of the organization or a

cave while Cynthia was severely wounded. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

away and cback for you. Don't leave the

bleeding

excuse. She detested him so much that she wouldn't return for

departure, he left the cave and found her trying to make her

back for him. She never cared for him,

by in her

her; instead, he walked

of men with guns, who demanded to

as if they wanted to kill

hesitation, he betrayed Cynthia's

she had discarded him, then she

"She's over there."

he was thrown down a hillside, and broke

organization, he told the Elders that Cynthia betrayed BK

hunt

wanted

saw her was to kill her without

him; it was

grew older, he realized that no matter how many people he killed, it

words "wicked streak” still haunted

Cynthia disappeared, he learned of his own origins and

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