Coach Owen's expression solidified.

"Of all of them, why did it have to be him…"

The words the Warden spoke were hardly audible. In fact, in his panic, the guard across from him didn't seem to pick up on the oddity either.

Seeing the sorry performance of the person that was supposed to be his right hand man, Escobar snorted, his thick mustache rustling.

"Get yourself together!"

The low shout snapped the lead guard into attention, his heels slamming together as his back arched as though a string had been pulled from the top of his head.

"Gather the men." Escobar said coldly. "We're going hunting."

"Yessir!"

The lead guard spun and jetted off, his speed beyond normal human limits.

Escobar watched this with narrowed eyes, inwardly lamenting the state the Metamorphosis had put his best man in. Though the ability awakened by his lead guard, Garwin, was especially powerful, it left his personality somewhat warped.

Garwin was able to control the balance of hormones and neurotransmitters in his body. The good news was that much like Aina, he could very easily train his body to surpass its limits even without outside influences. In fact, he was better than even Aina in some ways because while Aina was limited in simply making her body stronger, Garwin could strengthen his mind and thinking speed as well.

it was and the more difficult it was to control. On top of this, in order to maximize his ability, Garwin had to come up with

into any on his own, Garwin hadn't been so lucky. Because of how sensitive his abilities were, his hormones could easily be set out of wack, causing him to react

man no less stoic than Governor Duke Owen. But, after the Metamorphosis, his emotions were more varied and

Duke Owen's now. This was something the Warden had no choice but to admit. If they wanted

walked back into his office, finding a particular cabinet of files and opening it. His expression became more

a particular file by

the file was of a baby with large pale green eyes. The small boy had a small button nose and messy

feel. The longer one looked, the less this baby boy appeared to be a baby boy

stared at this photo, but it wasn't until recently that he realized what was so

of a child nor the curious nature of a newborn… Rather, its gaze was vacant, continuously staring back at you as though it already

Coach Owen sighed.

of birth, parenthood, even the date of birth was crossed. There was nothing but this picture and the prisoner's code. Nothing more,

"… So similar…"

Warden couldn't help but feel that his life's work was nothing but garbage. Only he and a few select people

cannot allow you to do as you please. It seems that I will need to kill you with my own

put the file away, locking the cabinet as Dark Cloud Prison

walked out of his office, his

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