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."

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

were never about his strength but

She had a daughter?

shocked, then he turned

Cynthia's attention, subconsciously seeing her as a

of him.

Cynthia would always ask, "Phelps, are

he was happy. His joy cfrom trampling

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

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lure them away and

bleeding

thought it was just an excuse. She detested

hours after her departure, he left the cave and found her trying to make her way back,

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

in her

her; instead, he

who demanded to know if he'd seen an injured

grabbing him as if

hesitation, he betrayed

she had discarded him, then

"She's over there."

was thrown down a hillside, and broke a

Cynthia betrayed BK

hunt her

wanted

saw her was to kill her without

had abandoned him; it was

he realized that no matter how

streak” still

he learned of his own origins and that

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