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

proud. But Cynthia's concerns were never about his strength

She had a daughter?

then he turned

always craved Cynthia's attention, subconsciously seeing her as

of him.

would always ask, "Phelps, are

happy. His

if he admitted that, she wouldn't want to hear it. She'd probably

the one with the wicked streak, be

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

way out,

know who these assailants were, maybe other members of

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them away and cback for you. Don't leave

bleeding too

She detested him so much that she wouldn't

her trying to make her way back, collapsing not far

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

by in

her; instead,

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

were nasty, grabbing him as

he betrayed

had discarded him, then

"She's over there."

men rushed towards Cynthia's location, while he was thrown down a hillside, and

the organization, he told the Elders that Cynthia betrayed BK and

to hunt

wanted

who saw her was to

it was

as he grew older, he realized that no matter how

streak”

learned of his own origins and that he had a

what are you

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