Chapter 123 - 583 - 592

Chapter 583 Seven Emotions and Six Desires

"Hahaha!"

As Kiba laughed, the pressure crushing on him coagulated. This signified the pressure has left the realm of physics and ascended to the realm of the divine.

Many of those prostrating were able to see the solidified state of the pressure, and they held their breath in terror.

How can one handle such pressure without exploding?!

The spatial cracks around Kiba began expanding and soon joined together, forming an enormous rift.

It was impossible to see where the rift lead, as all that could be seen was eye-stabbing radiance from it. The rift surged out a horrifying, violent force, and started sucking everything in the vicinity.

The heavy pressure had already decimated everything around Kiba, but the stones and trees in the distance were intact, and the rift pulled them.

Kiba was under the dual onslaught of the terrifying pressure and the violet sucking force. His hair floated, and his clothes whipped against the spatial winds, but he didn't buckle in the slightest.

In the sky, the face of Ksitigarbha showed traces of a slight surprise. He was only a projection casted by his real body in the State of Avalon, but the power he wielded was still at Level VIII!

Yet this mutant, that was clearly Level VII, continued to stand straight and proud under the might of his pressure.

As he looked at this mutant enveloped by the blinding glow, there was another round of maddening laughter.

"I have never prostrated,

Kiba tilted his head and gazed at Ksitigarbha.

"While I have kneeled, it was because my heart said so and that too for only two situations..."

Even as Kiba spoke, Ksitigarbha knew what those two situations would be.

Being an Alpha of such strength, this mutant must have only kneeled in front of his parents and master.

It was the ultimate respect one could do as filial piety.

Something Ksitigarbha admired as a follower of Dharma. After all, this practice was ancient and the continuation of a great culture!

Yet the actual situations Kiba said astonished him. Even Kiba resting his pressure didn't surprise him as much as those two situations did, for they were something he never imagined!

They were enough for the mist to tremble from shock!

"I kneel two times!"

Kiba stated.

"One when I plant my face between the soft thighs of a gorgeous woman! The other when I worship her from behind, in the divine position known as doggy!"

Ksitigarbha has lived for over a hundred years, and even then, he wasn't able to imagine these were the two situations this mutant had kneeled for!

His forehead creased, and he thundered in fury.

"Preposterous kid! How dare you!"

Alongside his words, the mist swirled and emanated a chilling, murderous presence. It froze everything besides the barrier into misty black ice.

As the chilling presence and the thunderous words rushed at Kiba, his eyes splashed out a golden glow.

"In this world, there are a few things I don't dare do! And fucking was never one of them!"

The supremacy over the natural laws changed, and the spatial rift around him started twisting.

RUMBLEEEEE~

Deafening rumbles followed as the rift transformed into something completely new.

An illusory galaxy with myriad stars.

Kiba stood at the center of it. It was like he was the focal point of the world, the master of the universe!

A twinkling radiance burst forth the illusory stars, and lit the dark world, dispelling the chilling presence.

As the radiance continued to spread, it clashed with the heavy pressure.

The law that made one prostrate momentarily disappeared, before coming back with a vengeance. This time it was from the twinkling radiance, and everyone smashed their heads with reverence and fear!

His strength was still at Level VII, and yet, his presence terrified them far more than Ksitigarbha! It was like the power he emanated surpassed the one used by Ksitigarbha!

"Ah! This is... Cosmic Power!!"

In the State of Avalon, Ksitigarbha drew a sharp gasp. He rose to his feet and once again confirmed the scene.

"Cosmic power is the oldest and the truest form of energy! It represents the universe itself! And this illusory galaxy... there's no doubt!"

He has lived for countless years and achieved powers few could dare imagine. So even though this new development was shocking, he regained serenity in a moment.

He waved his sleeve, and the praying beads on the mat rushed to his hand. A flash swept out of his palm, and the beads lost their materialistic characteristics.

They turned incorporeal.

He then lifted his other hand, and out of the 108 beads, 13 ripped out and flew into the air.

"The journey of Dharma starts by severing Seven Emotions and Six Desires!"

Seven beds separated and started rotating, emanating pulses of Seven Emotions.

❄Anger ❄ Anxiety ❄Grief ❄ Joy ❄ Pensiveness ❄Scared ❄Surprised.

The remaining six beads rotated on the other side, rippling out the aspects of Six Desires.

❄Dignity ❄Good Life/Death ❄Lust ❄Pleasant Sounds ❄Sensual Pleasures ❄Vanity

"That wielder of Cosmic power is against the path of Dharma! Not only his words, but his presence has proved he had been corrupted by the mundane Seven Emotions and Six Desires!"

Ksitigarbha's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth. The rotating beads flew in.

...

At the same time, Kiba's eyebrows lifted as the black mist seethed. From the face of Ksitigarbha, 13 incorporeal beads swept out.

"O' lowly human, you wield high power, and yet, you are treading the path of corrupt! Today, I shall refine you!"

Ksitigarbha announced as the beads expanded countless times. From the size of pigeon's eyes, they became as vast as buildings, releasing an aura that was filled with hatred and ruthlessness.

Multiple sounds roared out of the beads, representing the desires and emotions that bind the mortal.

Kiba's eyes turned cold.

In each bead, there were countless discarnate souls caged in, echoing the sound the particular bead represented. In the first bead, the souls were grieving, in the second, celebrating in joy, in the third, engaged in lust, and so on.

Kiba scanned and noticed at least over a million souls in 13 beads.

"I thought Extermination was ruthless, but you even surpassed him!" Kiba's voice turned cold and indifferent. "Slaughtering fellow humans engaged in different emotions and desires, and then speaking about Dharma! Even godman from before the era of evolution didn't reek of such bloody hypocrisy!"

In the sky, Ksitigarbha's face snorted in disdain.

He had discarded the shell of mortality decades ago and achieved the power of divine! So how could the humans even be called his fellow race members?!

"Path of Dharma is unconventional and surpasses the understanding of lowly mortals!"

Ksitigarbha said as the beads started spinning together.

"To achieve my godhood, I murdered my parents, sibling, wife, and children! Only then could I cut off the lowly emotions and desires from my existence! And you speak of humans who aren't even connected to me!"

As long as one has a connection to the mundane world, how can one ascend? Being divine meant surpassing the weaknesses of humans!

This was why he murdered every sign of his weakness and turned them into his strength!

Whoosh~!

The beads swirled downwards, shooting down like meteorites.

Even though the target of the beads was Kiba and Kiba alone, everyone else felt as if they were ruthlessly sliced apart. The agony wasn't just from their spirits, but also their bodies!

After all, each emotion and desire was connected to an organ! Anger was related to the heart, joy to the brain, and so on!

Severing Seven Emotions and Six Desires meant destroying the 13 vital organs! That would mean complete annihilation of the body!

The beads might be incorporeal, but their presence guaranteed physical destruction!

"What a load of crap!" Kiba's face twisted into that of the devil. "Without emotions and desires, one could never be alive! This applies to even the so-called gods!"

Closing his eyes, he waved his hand in the air.

The Ksitigarbha here was just a projection and not his material form. The same applied to the beads.

Their strength might be early Level VIII, but the fact remained, that given their incorporeal existence, most of Kiba's Alpha abilities wouldn't work.

It applied to Gravity Cage, Purgatory, Cosmic Storm, etc.

Of course, one solution was summoning Evolution Field and directly increase his power to Level VIII! That's what he did when he fought Hyperion!

But that solution was strict no! At least for now!

If Ashlyn was in the range of Evolution Field, she would disintegrate and die. Something he could never allow to happen!

Not only Ashlyn, but he also couldn't allow her adopted parents to die as well. Otherwise, his plan to free her from the brainwashing wouldn't work!

So the only solution was using an ability that could attack incorporeal existence! Something that could penetrate the fabric of space!

RIPPPPP

The air in front of him ripped apart, opening a channel to a different space. His hand slipped inside and grabbed what appeared to be a hilt.

The hilt of a sword!

"Eclipse! The Dimension Sword!"

Chapter 584 I Live For My Desires!

Everything was happening at lightning speed, making it impossible for the spectators to observe the developments.

They might not be able to see, but they knew that Kiba was facing someone who was practically a deity!

A human rivaling a deity!

That was a concept virtually unheard of and impossible to believe!

"This couldn't be real!"

Leabeu and June felt immense fear as they recalled they fought him not so long ago!

Thinking about it, they guessed his true powers were always sealed, and only when he got serious, did the seal break and his unfathomable powers leaked out!

Not only that, but the nature of his powers changed.

Earlier it was the same as the one used by every mutant... the one originating from Divine Particles. Now it was something they couldn't even identify.

"Perhaps... in the sealed state, his true powers are transformed into the one originating from Divine Particles! This drastically reduces the strength of his powers!"

"Maybe so that the world wouldn't be alarmed!"

Even as they tried to contemplate about his powers, the beads of Seven Emotions were above Kiba.

Each bead was the size of an enormous boulder, and as they rotated, fierce gale swirled out. Mixing with the strange pressure from the black mist, the gale turned into a murderous vortex.

Seven beads spinning in seven vortexes, reaching one target.

As Kiba put his hand in the space channel to grab the sword known as Eclipse, the seven beads surrounded him. They madly spun around him, unleashing the howling winds on him.

The discarnate souls swept out of the beads and flew in the vortex, roaring with the sounds they represented. Their appearance made the vortexes the entry to hell.

Not only they besieged him from all the sides, but they also locked the space, making it seem as if he was dropped in an icehouse.

Amidst such horrifying conditions, Kiba pulled Eclipse.

The sword was long, about ten feet, It had a golden hilt, and its blade was inscribed with runes.

It was impossible to say what precisely the sword was made of.

Maybe it was built from metals that had long ceased to exist, or perhaps, it was a manifestation of pure Cosmic energy.

Regardless, once it emerged, an extremely violet force spread out of it. The locked space started shaking vigorously, and the howling winds exploded back.

Even as this happened, the beads glowed, and dazzling currents erupted of them. The currents bombarded on Kiba, bringing them with the power of not only destruction but also the Seven Emotions.

Kiba's body turned numb.

He didn't say anything as the currents stirred his emotions and assaulted his body and spirit.

The feeling was akin to having countless daggers stabbed into the soul.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he swung it, cutting through the currents.

BANG

Tapping his left foot on the ground, he then shot at the bead representing anger.

As he approached, the blood inside him boiled, and a volcanic fury soared through him. It made his heart thump violently, so loud that the heartbeat echoed through the murderous vortexes.

He stopped, and by then, beams shot of the seven beads and smashed into him.

"Fuck off!"

Ignoring the impact of the beams, he slashed the sword straight at the bead of anger.

The bead was incorporeal even though its power affected material beings, but when the sword slashed, the clashing sound ringed out.

Piercing light erupted, and the bead shattered.

Whoosh~!

Discarnate souls spurted out of it, almost as if it was a body made of flesh, and it was spraying blood through the air.

In the sky, the face of Ksitigarbha flickered in shock. The bead wasn't just incorporeal, but it also existed in another space!

Not only that, but it was also made from Loaqizen - the sacred metal from Celestial Elysian Plane!

Yet a single strike tear through the bead!

"What is that sword?!"

He could feel it eclipsing the laws of space.

Kiba's body turned into a series of blurs, leaving behind phantoms made of lightning. The sword ripped through the space and sliced into another bead.

Different emotions surged through him, blinding him with highs and lows of life.

Anxiety, grief, joy...

It was like he had consumed powerful drugs, and was hallucinating.

Everything attacked him, along with the twisting power of the vortexes that tried to split him. His organs started cracking.

He ignored the physical and mental agony, and annihilated one bead after the other.

At the same time, the beads of Six Desires flashed downwards. Their arrival turned the air into a blazing storm, so powerful that the world quaked.

Kiba slashed the last bead of emotion, sending it spinning into the air. As it shot up, the bead shattered into two, and the souls escaped.

Wrapping his feet with waves of golden light, he then charged upwards. He swung Eclipse as he raised it to face the beads of Six Desires.

His simple motion of swinging let out a sword flash. It cut through the air and struck right before the destroyed forest.

CRACK

The mansion and the cliff were barely hanging due to the barrier. As the sword flash hit the ground, the land split.

BOOOM

With a powerful booming sound, the cliff collapsed. The mansion was built on the cliff, and the hidden floors were inside the cliff.

As the cliff collapsed, they collapsed alongside. Perhaps for good, they dropped into the ocean...

Ksitigarbha's eyes narrowed. As he opened his mouth to speak, Kiba's brute power exploded out.

"I was already sick of Dharma Chakra after fighting with that idiot monk, and now after facing you, I feel disgusted!"

Channeling his energy into Eclipse, Kiba's eyes flashed with disdain.

"All attacks are accompanied by mental assaults! Does none of you have any original fighting style?!"

"!!"

Ksitigarbha was astonished.

Idiot monk?

Who was he talking about!?

Suddenly, he thought of Akshobhya - the monk from Mahayana Dhayana Monastery.

The monastery was affiliated with Dharma Chakra, and Akshobhya was in a state worse than death.

It happened almost a year ago, and other than that, there was no unexplainable incident where the enemy was unknown.

Not to mention, had anyone affiliated to Dharma Chakra fought a powerful mutant, he would have known.

"Could he be responsible for the state of Akshobhya?!" Ksitigarbha wondered. "If yes, then he must be known to Kurtis from House of Hestia!"

His thoughts flashed at light speed, and by now, the beads of Six Desires had launched an assault on Kiba.

Unlike the beads of Seven Emotions, these beads directly smashed into him. It was like one mountain after another was bulldozing into him, and then bouncing back.

Thoughts of lust, vanity, and other desires sank into his soul.

He was a human and, as such, confined by the chains of material prosperity, pleasure, sensuality, and emotional fulfillment.

This made him a slave of desires!

The attacks surged him with despair, making his soul thirst for liberation.

They reminded him of the quietude, freedom, and highest happiness that he could never achieve due to his shell of mortality.

Blood spurt out of his mouth, but instead of being depressed, he laughed.

"Oh, god! You are trying to make me suffer by using desires?! Hahaha!"

Kiba's laughter turned maniacal.

"I live for my desires! They are my lifeline, and you think they could annihilate me?!"

As the beads once again smashed at him from all directions, Kiba started rotating. His sword was lifted to his side, and as he rotated, he turned into a gigantic vortex.

"If enjoying the highest happiness between the thighs of a woman means I'm a slave, then I forever want to be a slave!

"As for freedom of the soul, the only freedom I want is the freedom to cuckold as I please! And I have plenty of it!"

Countless sword blurs spread out as he continued to rotate. The sword blurs frantically collided with the beads, emitting sparks.

"So take your bullshit liberation with you!"

Kiba roared as he launched a swinging strike. The sword twisted out with spinning sword light, forming a curve that crashed into all the beads.

From afar, it seemed as if thousands of swords were spinning, transforming into a massive tornado.

BOOOM

As the spinning strike landed, the beads shrunk down and flew back into the black mist. Ksitigarbha was shocked as they submerged inside his illusory face and disintegrated into specs of dust.

RUMBLE

His illusory face flickered with magical symbols as he started a spell.

Kiba was in no mood to give him the time to unleash a spell. He was already tired of him, so he shot into the sky and cut the sword into the mist.

Blinding rays of pure energy spilled out of the sword tip, concentrating into a gigantic sword strike.

BOOOOM

As the sword strike swept through the mist, the sky split open, and thunderous blast echoed.

The split seemed to swallow everything in existence, including the radiance, turning the world into pitch-black.

"You!" Ksitigarbha yelled as the mist started disappearing, severing his connection with the projection.

The shockwave of the strike smashed into the ground, creating a rift that joined the earth and the ocean.

Even as Ksitigarbha's projection vanished, Kiba held the hilt of Eclipse with both hands. He closed his eyes and transferred every ounce of his strength into the sword.

He was an Alpha and that too the wielder of Cosmic powers.

As such, as the sword absorbed his energy, everything shook.

Blood oozed out of his lips as he even drained power from his cells to channel more strength into the sword.

"This is an attack I have always wanted to try! Let's see if it works!"

Pulling the sword up, he cut through the faint connection Ksitigarbha left behind. A power that couldn't be described with words surged out, transforming into an arc.

RIPPPPPPPP

The fabric of space split ripped open, and the arc flew in...

Chapter 585 A Never Before Seen Writ!

Dharma Mountains.

Dharma Chakra resembled a religious sect of the past. Not only because of its influence and the way how countless organizations were affiliated to it, but also its internal division.

Just like a sect, its followers were evenly spread out in the nine beautiful mountains.

Most of its leading powerhouse - the sages- were in deep meditation. The path of spirituality made them forget the workings of the world and the flow of time.

Ksitigarbha was one of the few sages who wasn't meditating...

The moment his projection was annihilated, his eyes snapped open.

"Just how strong is he to pierce through intangibility and annihilate my projection?!"

His projection was Level VIII, and yet it was annihilated by a Level VII mutant! The development left him crestfallen.

"Before my connection was severed, I saw him launching another sword strike! Could it be...?!"

RUMBLE~~

Suddenly, deafening rumbling sounds reverberated over Dharma Mountains. The rumbling was so intense that the birds fainted, and the animals fleed.

The stunning mist that covered the mountains split apart.

"What's going on?!"

The followers of Dharma Chakra felt an irresistible fear. They looked up just in time to see the sky distort and an arc of light sweeping out.

Many of the followers were experts, and they instantly realized the arc was a sword beam.

The sword beam cleaved down!

Perhaps except for the core members, everyone else felt as if they were dropped in the ocean of despair. Their scalps tingled with a sense of deadly crisis.

There was no doubt, if the beam landed on them, they would be annihilated in both body and spirit!

Over the mountains, there was an invisible blanket of light. It was a Force Field that existed to act in case someone dared attack Dharma Chakra.

When the sword beam was cleaved down, it smashed on this blanket of light.

Destructive ripples visible to the naked eye spread out. The air above seethed as the lethal force bounced off, gushing straight to the sky, tearing apart the clouds.

As the sword beam lost its destructive power, it turned dim and started vanishing.

"Phew~! I almost forgot we were protected by a Level VIII Force Field!"

The followers sighed in relief.

"Whoever that tried to attack us, they failed epically! Haha!"

At the same time, the vanishing sword beam flashed, and strange energy surged out. It was as if the destructive force was just a shell to hide this strange energy.

The sword beam disappeared, and the energy phased through the Force Field.

Either the Force Field was not able to detect this energy, or the force field felt it didn't carry destructive power.

Either way, once it passed the Force Field, the energy spread out like mist, covering all mountains. It mixed into the air, becoming one with oxygen.

"!!"

Ksitigarbha's expression changed.

"That human... he took advantage of my connection with the severed projection to bypass defense! Otherwise, nothing could have infiltrated Dharma Mountains!"

He noticed this energy, and he quickly lifted his hand to wipe it out.

But by the time he waved his hand, this energy had slipped everywhere, including the place he was. It drifted into his body.

Even the meditating sages were jolted awake. They felt mist-like energy entering their bloodstream and settling into their souls!

Except for the founders of Dharma meditating in the sacred region, this energy entered into everyone.

"What type of attack is this?!"

The youngest of the sages wondered as he scanned himself.

"No way...! This is the power of Reality-warping!!"

Theoretically speaking, the wielder of such power could get anything they want. It was a type of wish-fulfillment, making it seem nothing was impossible!

Of course, the reality-warping energy that slipped into them was nowhere that strong. Perhaps it was because its caster wasn't powerful enough.

"This energy pierced through my defenses and settled into my soul! This doesn't mean the caster was stronger than me!

"Rather, it was possible because the caster took advantage of the body's natural instincts! When a foreign substance tries to enter the body, the body only acts if it feels danger or threat! This means my body felt the energy wasn't a threat to me!"

The young sage thought as he examined the energy.

"But if its purpose ain't destruction, then what is it?!"

In another mountain, Ksitigarbha's face turned unsightly.

With his level of power, he was able to realize what the reality-warping energy had done.

It has formed a writ!

"That lowly mortal! How dare he!"

Ksitigarbha scanned the mountains and observed countless followers who didn't know anything about the writ. They were the great majority of Dharma Chakra, except for a few hundred who were out.

"He had bind almost everyone here with the writ! Because his powers of reality-warping are weak and he isn't stronger than us, the writ is suppressed... but there's no doubt, if he gets powerful, everyone here will pay the price!"

Ksitigarbha was so angry that his fists trembled, and his knuckles turned white.

And how could he not?!

The nature of the writ was something that he couldn't have imagined even in his worst nightmares!

It was something that a follower of Dharma wouldn't ever think!

Suppressing his anger, he once again scanned the content of the writ.

✵✵✵✵

O' follower of Dharma.

Give your wife, the happiness of worshipping God.

Cleanse her in the sacred bath of milk, honey, and incense. Dress her in fine silk.

God exists everywhere, but his seat is in Holy Temple, and you would lead her there, on the path of roses.

Open the door, request your wife to step in, and allow her to gain the one true love of God.

O' follower of Dharma, stand on the entrance and witness as your wife becomes one with God.

Listen to the holy words she whispers as she reaches enlightenment.

Rejoice as God spills his blessing deep into her.

Prostrate as the sacred blessings drip out of her.

~ With eternal blessings from God of Cuckolding.

✵✵✵✵

"That damn human!"

Ksitigarbha's face turned crimson from rage.

He had killed his wife and slaughtered all his loved ones. But the writ still applied to him!

Because the power of reality-warping transcends the limitations of time.

Past, present, or future.

The writ applied to all possible timestreams!

So if by chance that human got stronger than him, he would have to bring his wife for "worshipping"!

And prostrate as the "blessings" drip out of her!

"I would annihilate him!"

Even though he had transcended Seven Emotions and Six Desires, he felt boundless anger and an intense desire to kill.

Kiba had made him feel he was still a human...

Chapter 586 This Must Be An Illusion!

"Strike of Eternal Happiness!"

Kiba lowered Eclipse as the sword beam pierced through the fabric of space.

Eclipse turned transparent and disintegrated into innumerable dots of glowing light. The sword returned back to its dimension.

"Hopefully, the strike would have worked!"

Kiba prayed.

He had no idea if the strike he launched with all his powers would work, as its target was in a different region. After all, the sword beam would have lost a considerable amount of energy when it passed through spatial restrictions and emerged on the other side.

"Haah..."

After letting out a sigh, he looked at the tear in the space. At a rate visible to the naked eye, the space was stitching itself. In the span of a few seconds, the sundered sky returned back to its former glory.

"Despite being a tiny planet and existing in a galaxy of importance, Earth is very special!"

Kiba thought with a smile.

"Otherwise, Lord Xeced wouldn't have chosen Earth as the backup plan for Celestial Elysian Plane!"

Kiba recalled the scenes he witnessed when he first came in contact with Enchantia. At that time, he was only Zed... weak and powerless.

Enchantia had tried to entice him with Legacy Orbs and allowed him to glimpse the contents of a few. It included a few memories of the most outstanding scientist of Celestial Elysian Plane - Lord Xeced.

"Lord Xeced, your plan both worked and failed!"

Kiba mused while brining his eyes on the ocean. His gaze penetrated the layers of water and fell into the mansion and the cliff.

Despite the fall they had taken, there wasn't critical damage. The barrier was destroyed, but most of the properties were intact. There was barely any loss of life.

"Well, despite the unexpected developments, everything worked!"

Kiba brought his wrist close to his face. His watch glowed, and Claudia's voice ringed out.

[[Everything has been done, sir.]]

Kiba nodded.

His mission here was to destroy, and not annihilate. With his job done, he teleported away.

...

An hour later.

Massive amounts of water splashed up as advanced robots and cranes pulled the mansion and underground floors from the ocean bed.

Most of the land around the ocean was in ruins. But for the time being, the pieces of the mansion were placed over the crater.

Hansen and Stina looked at their destroyed home with ugly expressions.

"Damnit!" Hansen was furious, but he couldn't vent on anyone.

"We can't afford to be furious now, my love!" Stina once again tried to calm him.

"I know, but...!" Hansen trailed off.

Their backup had arrived, in the form of their own subordinates and help from Dharma Chakra. But this didn't freed them from all their worries.

A man who had obscured himself with a blinding glow had attacked them.

Maybe he left due to the clash with Ksitigarbha, but they didn't know when he might return. His return didn't worry them as much as his reasons did.

Because they didn't know who he was and why he attacked them! Or even on whose instruction!

"Great Ksitigarbha had assured all help, so we don't have to worry..." Stina thought. "But he would only act when things turn really bad!"

She glanced towards the ocean, where the machines were carefully pulling a gigantic compartment. It was inscribed with biohazard warning signs ☠ ☢ ☣ .

She then swept her glance at the medics. They were taking out a cryogenic chamber from the underground facilities. In it, Ashlyn was asleep.

"She will be awakening in a few hours," Stina said with a frown. "But her condition hadn't really improved, and things aren't that good for us!"

Hansen nodded gravely.

"If we fail, Great Ksitigarbha would not only withdraw support but punish us!" Hansen clenched his fists. "And with the attention this mess had brought us, we are screwed!"

Stina turned silent.

In life, one always wanted to be at the top of power. Only that way could one have a free life.

The same applied to her and her husband.

The plan they have been working for decades was theirs, but they weren't its masters. It was those stronger than us.

"If things work as we want, then we wouldn't need to work for anyone! Not even Dharma Chakra!"

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In the City of Arcadia, Restaurant Love Sky was one of the most popular restaurants. It was primarily known for its popularity among youngsters.

As the evening arrived, a group of five youngsters reached the parking lot. All of them were around twenty-four years old, with a strong background.

After parking their hovercars, they stepped towards the entrance.

"Arran! You dog!" The youth named Emmanuel started. "I can't believe you are going to get in Yasmine's pants!"

"Haha! You better believe it!" Arran replied with a grin.

"Well, we will believe what we see!" The youth named Ciaran said with a smile. "You better be speaking the truth. Otherwise, you are going to get your ass kicked!"

"You guys prepare your hearts! I don't want you all to die from heartbreak!" Arran laughed and playfully slapped Ciaran on the back.

They were best friends and had each other's back.

Of course, as humans, they also were competitors and secretly envied each other's success. It applied to the entire group.

As was the norm, they were obnoxious and vulgar with each other. Most often, they spoke about women and sex.

Obviously, in front of elders and the opposite gender, their demeanor changed, and they pretended to be well-mannered.

"We will be sitting on the table at the end," The youth named Grover said. "And observe as you unbutton Yasmine with your eyes!"

Arran grinned again.

Yasmine was a gorgeous woman among their friend circle. She was the same age as them, but no male had succeeded in courting her.

By courting, they meant to kiss and more!

After most men in their friend circle failed, Arran felt she was a challenge. So he jumped in to prove his worth!

From the last two months, he was dating her, and today, he felt he would succeed in not only getting a kiss but much more!

Of course, he had to bring his friends to see the moment he won!

He could imagine how envious they would get when he starts kissing Yasmine. And when he takes her to the motel, their jaws would literally drop!

Just the thought of their reactions made his spirit rise.

"You are late by 40 minutes," Grover reminded him as they arrived before the entrance. "Would she still be waiting for you?"

"Obviously! You guys don't know a woman's heart works!" Arran explained with a smile. "Making her wait and not giving her enough attention is the elementary way of frightening her! It would make her believe the man is losing interest in her! So she would have no choice but to reciprocate with more love and be ready for the next step!"

"Oh!" Ciaran, Emmanuel, and the others mentally took notes.

Grudgingly, they acknowledged his talent as a player. He has a way with women, and with the lessons he shared, they felt they might also gain.

The door opened, and Arran stepped in. He left his friends behind and stepped towards the table he had reserved for Yasmine and him.

With a big smile on his face, he walked past the tables. He suddenly stopped as he noticed a golden-haired man sitting around the table he had reserved.

"Damn! Yasmine must have left!"

Arran's smile cramped.

He couldn't believe he read Yasmine wrong. Had he known she wouldn't have waited for him, he would have arrived on time.

Hell, he would have arrived before the time!

"What should I do?!"

His friends were surely observing him from another table, and with Yasmine gone, they would be having a great time!

"Eh?"

After he saw the golden-haired man, he didn't check the other chairs. After all, it was apparent, that man must be either alone or accompanied by his acquaintances.

In any case, that was none of his business.

At least, that's how it should have been. But now Arran subconsciously looked at the one sitting across the golden-haired man.

Yasmine.

"What on Earth is going on here?!"

Arran rubbed his eyes and pinched himself. But the scene before his eyes remained the same.

His date was sitting across a new man! She even giggled as that man said something!

"Grover must have unleashed a psychic attack on me?!" Arran thought of his friend's ability to cast illusions.

Yes!

That would make sense!

Chapter 587 Who Is He?!

As Arran saw Yasmine with the golden-haired stranger, he felt it was an illusion.

After all, he had reserved that table where his date was sitting at. With them dating for close to two months, there was no way she would be sitting with some other man.

He was sure because Yasmine was a very hard girl to get.

No man had succeeded in getting a kiss from her.

Arran was a player, and even he needed days to invite her for a dinner date! So one can imagine the difficulty for ordinary folks!

"Grover must be pulling my leg! That bastard!" Arran thought with faint anger and disdain. "He and others must be thinking they got me!"

He could imagine why they must be doing this. They were envious of his success with women and wanted to see him embarrassed. Since the gods wouldn't make him embarrassed, they had to use cheap illusions to trick him!

Snorting in disdain, he turned towards the corner of the restaurant. There, Grover, Ciaran, Emmanuel, and others were sitting.

As he looked at their expressions, he was startled.

Instead of being amused, their expressions were of disbelief!

Just like him, they couldn't believe Yasmine sitting with the golden-haired stranger.

Grover and others felt his stare, and they looked back at him.

Their gaze was sharp, filled with questions - Who the hell is that guy!? And what is he doing with your girl?!

"Surely this doesn't mean...! "Arran swallowed forcefully.

If their reactions were genuine, then the illusion wasn't an illusion!

The golden-haired stranger was real and he was really having a nice time with his date!

The reality hit him like a hammer and he turned back...

At the same time, the waitress arrived. She started serving cold coffee, pastries, and ice cream.

Yasmine thanked the waitress and as did the golden-haired man.

"Hmm?" Yasmine was a bit surprised.

Even though the waitress was serving them, his hypnotic half-blue, half-golden eyes were still on her.

It was like they had no space for anyone else.

"Kiba," Yasmine started with a faint smile. "Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

She had been in the restaurant for a little over forty minutes. Even though her date didn't arrive, she decided to wait.

The wait went past twenty minutes. Just when she was getting frustrated, the man called Kiba arrived.

Maybe it was a coincidence that all tables were full. So by a stroke of fate, he stepped before her, and politely asked, would she mind company?

She was thinking of leaving but hearing his question, she felt she was saved.

After all, had she left just like that, the restaurant staff and others would feel she was stood up by her date!

That would be humiliating!

His timely arrival was a face-saving opportunity so she graciously requested him to have a seat.

And she was more than glad about her decision.

Because this man was like no other!

He was unique!

Not only was he extremely handsome, but he was equally smart and witty. That too with a terrific sense of humor!

From the time he sat with her, they talked about many things, and she couldn't remember any second where she wasn't smiling or giggling!

It was like he had mastered the art of making the listeners happy, no matter how sensitive or complex the topic!

Now with him gazing at her non-stop, she asked.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?!" Kiba pondered while gazing into her eyes. "There has to be! I can't take them off you!"

"I can see that!" Yasmine giggled.

"You know... you can solve my problem by finding something far more enchanting for my eyes!" Kiba added. "But I doubt that's possible!"

Yasmine covered her mouth and continued to giggle.

Thirty meters away, as Arran listened to the conversation, he was stupefied.

"That cheeky bastard! He is using outdated pick-up lines! And yet, she is giggling like a fool!"

Arran might be silently cursing, but his presence didn't go undetected. With him standing for almost a minute, he invited many curious eyes.

The guests looked at him with interest.

Why was he standing there like a buffon?

Arran heard the silent questions and his fists clenched. This was getting embarrassing!

Meanwhile, Yasmine felt the strange atomosphere in the restaurant. She looked at her right and was startled to see Arran.

"Arran!"

Yasmine exclaimed while pulling her hand from the pastry. By mistake one of her fingers scratched against the pastry knife, and she gasped.

It was only a scratch as the knife wasn't sharp.

"Are you fine?" Kiba asked while gently taking her hand.

Before she could answer in affirmative, he dipped her scratched finger in the cold coffee.

She was stunned and by the time she could say anything, he pulled it back.

The icy feeling gave her a relaxing, soothing touch.

She glanced at her fingertip covered with coffee foam. As she thought of taking a tissue to wipe it, Kiba took her finger between his lips.

"!!" Yasmine was dumbstruck.

Arran's eyes bulged out.

Grover and others jumped up in shock.

"It is very sweet!" Kiba said as he let her finger slip.

"!!!" Yasmine blushed and Kiba continued, "The coffee I mean!"

"......"

"Cheeky bastard!" Arran was left fuming with anger.

Almost everyone in the restaurant had seen him. And it was likely that they concluded a few things from his and Yasmine's reactions!

With her seeming shocked when she noticed him, most people might even wrongly assume Arran had caught her in the midst of some adulterous act!

Some might pity him but most would be amused. Didn't that make him pathetic?!

If this wasn't humiliating enough, there were still his friends observing everything!

He had brought them to witness as he "conquested" Yasmine.

But what they watched was him usurped! And that too so brazenly!

His infallible image was badly ruined!

"Everything due to him!" Arran thought as he stared daggers at Kiba.

Kiba seemed to not notice. He took dumbstruck Yasmine's finger and dripped it back in the cold coffee.

"We should eat something!" Kiba said as he moved her finger in the coffee, making a heart shape ❤ in the foam.

Arran had enough.

His body erupted with a metallic luster and his fists twisted, distorting into spiked balls. It was like his hands had transformed into spiked maces!

With his body turning metallic and his hands transforming into weapons, he was ready to teach that impudent bastard a lesson!

Whoosh~!

His body blurred and he disappeared out of sight.

Even before the people could notice him disappearing, he appeared right behind Kiba's chair. His explosive speed caught everyone off-guard.

"Eat this, you cocky bastard!"

Arran thrashed down the mace.

BANG

Just the winds generated from the mace's movement blasted the chair into pieces. As the pieces shot up in the air, the mace smashed into Kiba!

"Ah!" Everyone in the club gasped, some in shock and others in pleasant surprise.

That damn man was done for!

It serves him right for flirting like that!

Grover, Ciaran, and the other friends of Arran were impressed.

This was their friend! He wouldn't accept defeat like that!

So what if he can't get the girl by wits and charm! He would win her by brute power!

While most men felt joy at his actions, Arran was alarmed.

When the club smashed into Kiba, there was neither the shower of blood nor the echo of a painful scream!

Kiba disintegrated into thin air!

"Afterimage?!"

As this possibility flashed in his mind, a finger tapped on his back, shocking him.

"Thanks for the offer, but I have no interest in eating a mace attack!" Kiba said with a smile.

"!!"

"Though, thanks to your help, I will soon get to eat the sweetest delicacy!"

Kiba said the second statement through telepathy.

Sweetest delicacy?!

Arran instantly thought of Yasmine!

This damn son of a bitch! How dare he!

Arran's heart flared and he swung his hands back. Before the fierce winds swept out, the spikes charged out of the maces and shot at Kiba.

The winds, the spikes, and the maces! Three powerful attacks followed at a speed that one couldn't even perceive, making people see countless afterimages.

Even as this happened, Kiba's knee smashed into Arran's back. By the time his attacks should have landed, his back caved in and his stomach arched out.

He was sent flying through the air!

"AHHH!"

Arran's mouth opened up to not only scream but also vomit blood.

Teeth stained with blood flooded out as his body crashed through the window and fell on the fountain outside.

As the water dripped on his body, the metallic luster sparkled...

Inside the restaurant, everyone was astonished beyond words. Their mouths were agape as they started at the pitful condition of Arran.

Gulping mouthful of saliva, they turned towards Kiba.

He had defeated Arran in such a casual manner! What should have been a long, drawn-out battle was completed in seconds!

The men looked at him with fear while the women looked at him with awe.

Just who was this man?!

Alas, they were asking the wrong question. They should have asked what was his mission in this new city.

Chapter 588 Thank You!!

By the time the pieces of the blasted chair fell on the floor, Arran was defeated. His sudden attack caught everyone caught off-guard, just like his defeat. The entire sequence of events didn't even take ten seconds!

"Just what happened?!"

Yasmine wondered.

Her finger was still in the coffee cup, completing the heart shape ❤. And yet everything changed.

The chair opposite her was blasted by the man she originally came here for. And he was lying in the fountain, courtesy to the man she met a little while ago.

Even as shock gripped her, Emmanuel and other friends of Arran acted. While they were envious of Arran's success with women and wished he would fail, they were still best friends.

There was no way they would let their best friend be treated like that! And definitely not in front of others!

If they did, then what would be their worth?! Who would take them seriously?!

And wouldn't they become a laughing stock among their friend circle?!

Emmanuel glanced at Ciaran and Grover, and the three nodded. They were from the prestigious powers of the city.

While their background wasn't as strong as the Nine Aristocrat Families, it was still noteworthy. At least in the city, they were in the top 10.

And this has helped them evolve!

Learning from Arran's mistake, they acted not with impulse but coordination, and that too very quickly.

Grover pressed his forehead, and invisible ripples spread out of it. They swept in the direction of Kiba.

The ripples contained the power of illusion, and it would make Kiba and everyone else feel everything was fine.

This would allow them to successfully launch sneak attacks!

Emmanuel lifted his hands and aimed in front. The illusion ensured no one heard the seething sound as the air condensed, transforming into three transparent spears.

Not only were the spears sharp and pointed, but they also carried the ability to implode. So when they pierce into someone, the air inside would explode, surging the compressed air out like an explosion.

Ciaran opened his mouth, and a globe of light appeared, emitting a strong power of decay.

"Now!" Grover commanded.

The globe of light and the spears charged out, rushing straight like bullets. The air split apart, and the tables and cutlery underneath shattered.

Maybe others would feel their sneak attacks were despicable, but so what?! Everything was fair in love and war!

And this was a war for their friend's honor!

By the time the lightning-quick attacks were charging at Kiba, he was his chivalrous self. Like a perfect gentleman, he gave Yasmine his hand so that she could rise.

With the damage around their table, it wasn't a pleasant spot to stay.

As Yasmine took his hand, she didn't notice the incoming attacks, but the fluctuations fluttered her hair. The table shattered, and the cup of coffee started falling.

The coffee splashed out, and the heart ❤ in the foam glowed. It was like it was infused with some mystic energy, and as it glowed, the coffee splashed on the spears and globe of light.

BANG

An ear-numbing banging sound echoed. The illusion collapsed, and everyone was shell-shocked by the scene in front of them.

The sharp spears and globe of light were stained with droplets of coffee, and contrary to what was possible, the former two were disintegrating!

It was an impossible sight to behold! Two powerful attacks ruined by coffee!!

They might be ruined, but the force inside them was alive, and it imploded.

BOOM

A formless blast of air currents and decaying light erupted. Its violent energy turned everyone's back cold.

Yasmine didn't feel the violent energy as ❤ floated in front of her and Kiba, acting as a shield of love.

At the same time, perhaps due to the coffee stains, the blast was sent flying back just as it erupted.

"!!"

Emmanuel, Ciaran, and Grover panicked for the blast was rushing at them!

Before they could react, the blast ruthlessly smashed into them. Blood spurted out as the blast cut through their defenses and sliced into their bodies.

Despite the painful screams that followed, the restaurant otherwise turned silent.

Everyone has barely registered Arran's defeat, and now the pitiful fate of the three broke them into cold sweat.

What happened now terrified them more than Arran's defeat. At least, he was defeated by the merciless knee kick into his back!

But his three friends were defeated by coffee!

Fuck!

It was coffee and not evil lava from hell!

And yet it did unimaginable damage!

Just because some woman drew a heart into it!

Swallowing again, everyone glanced at Kiba and Yasmine.

The shield of love continued to float in front of them. As the gazes arrived on them, Kiba slipped his hand around her waist.

With a pleasant smile, he remarked, "Your finger is magical! It saved us!"

Yasmine flushed.

Even though her finger drew the heart, it was he who guided it when she was dumbstruck.

With what followed, she knew he had infused mystic energy as well!

"If your finger is this magical, I wonder how magical your hand is!" Kiba whispered while looking at her in the eyes. "And the rest of you!"

Yasmine flushed further. Earlier, he was making her smile and giggle, and now blush.

She felt butterflies of nervous excitement...

The waiters and the guests, on the other, were further stunned.

He was flirting even now!

Damn!

How was it possible for him to be so smooth?!

Under their shocked gazes, Kiba and Yasmine left.

At the same time, Arran barely managed to open his eyes. As he did, he noticed the scene of Kiba and Yasmine stepping out of the restaurant.

"No way!"

Kiba's hand was around Yasmine's waist, and her head was pressed on his shoulder. It was like they were couples lost in love!

"How is this possible?!"

Arran wondered while fighting off the raging pain.

It had taken him more than a week before he could even get her to hold hands... and now, she looked like a puppy in love with someone she just met!

"Is reality really this cruel?!"

Arran asked, but no one answered.

✮✮✮✮

Parking Lot.

Kiba opened the door of the car, and Yasmine stepped in.

"Thank you for the lovely evening!" Kiba said while closing the door. "I hope we get to meet again and have a nice dinner!"

"!"

Hearing his words and realizing he didn't intend to pursue what men most would do in such situations, Yasmine was amazed.

"Take care!" Kiba bid her goodbye and took his leave.

In the car, Yasmine was left in a trance. His attitude has enchanted her...

Kiba stepped out of the parking lot. His eyes turned serious, and with a whooshing sound, his clothes transformed.

"I can't let myself be distracted from my calling!"

Rays of white light enveloped him, and he teleported away.

✮✮✮✮

Just after Kiba and Yasmine left the restaurant, the air ambulance arrived. Perhaps someone had contacted emergency personnel.

Regardless, after giving Arran and other fast aid, the emergency personnel took them to the clinic.

Twenty minutes later...

Arran, Emmanuel, and others were resting on the medical beds.

The doctor hadn't arrived to treat them nor the nurses for providing care, but thankfully, they had contacted their families.

"My child!"

Four women rushed into the room, followed by four men. They were obviously the parents.

Perhaps it was the proof of excellent genetic heritage and science that the women looked fabulous despite them being in the forties.

...

As the mothers arrived, they flooded their children with love and affection.

No matter how old the child was, he was still a child for the mother, even if he was in mid-twenties!

The fathers, on the other hand, asked questions.

"And why did you picked this clinic for treatment?" One of the fathers asked. "I have never heard of it!"

"We only opened today!" A sweet voice announced from the entrance. "And we apologize for the delay!"

The parents and the patients shifted their gaze to the entrance and noticed two absolutely stunning nurses.

Except for the colors of their hair, the nurses were the replica of each other. They were twins.

Even the most beautiful fashion models couldn't hold a candle in front of them. And yet such gorgeous women were nurses!

The fathers felt their breathing turned heavy by the divine beauty of the twins. The mothers snorted and focused on the name tags of the nurses.

Madison and Lillian.

"We are thrilled to have so many patients on our first day!" Madison clapped her hands excitedly.

"Sis! We aren't supposed to be thrilled!" Lillian refuted her sister. "They are patients and not guests!"

"Ah!" Madison nodded and corrected herself. "We are glad to have you all here!"

Lillian shook her head. Her sister didn't know how to greet the patients.

She might even get them fired by such statements!

Lillian looked at the patients. Since her sister failed, it was her responsibility to properly greet the patients.

So with a soul-stirring smile, she said, "Thank you for getting beaten so badly and providing us employment! We are grateful!"

"............................."

Chapter 589 Family-run Clinic!

S"Thank you for getting beaten so badly and providing us employment! We are grateful!" Lillian beamed at the patients.

"....." The patients and their parents stared at her with disbelief and shock.

They had thought Madison was crazy, given what she said. And they felt hopeful when Lillian reprimanded her and decided to set things right.

Now, they regretted believing the other sister wouldn't be as crazy as the first.

"We have already apologized for the delay~!" Lillian said as her figure blurred, and she appeared between the patients' beds. "And now is the time for us to work!"

Arran was startled as a syringe magically appeared in her raised hand. His eyes constricted for the needle was very large.

Lillian pumped the plunger to remove a few droplets of the medical fluid and then turned towards Arran.

"Be a good boy and accept it!" Lillian's eyes sparkled as she positioned the needle.

"N-no!" Arran backed away. "The doctor hasn't even examined me! So bring him here first!"

"No! You have to take the injection first!" Lillian stomped her feet in a child-like manner.

The parents were stunned.

Was she really crazy to behave like a child?!

Arran's mother opened her lips to chide her, but just then, a voice emerged from the entrance.

"Nurse is another word for an angel! Trust her judgment for she's the herald of salvation on Earth!"

The parents were amazed by the profound words. They brought their vision on the entrance and saw a man standing in the professional white outfit.

"Doctor?"

Arran's mother - Frances said. Her eyes were hypnotized by the appearance of the doctor. He was far too handsome, and there was something extraordinary about him that made her knees go soft.

It was a magical feeling...

At the same time, Arran and the other patients were terrified. The profound words from before rang in their ears like claps of thunder, for the voice was familiar.

Even as the shock filled them, the speaker of the voice was addressed as a doctor by Frances! This made them broke out in cold sweat.

"Surely... I must be mistaken!" Arran gulped and slowly turned towards the entrance.

There stood the doctor who was to treat him.

The one who left him in a state where he had no choice but need treatment!

Kiba.

No.

It should be Dr. Kiba!

"Nooooo!" Arran screamed.

The parents were shocked, and they spun towards Arran. His face was drained of color as if he had seen a ghost.

The other three patients didn't scream, but they were shaking badly.

"What happened?!"

The mothers were horrified. They, along with the fathers, went to hyper mode and calmed their children.

"It was this scenario the nurses were trying to avoid by injecting relaxation serums..." Dr. Kiba explained as he slowly stepped forward. "Their physical injuries have put a heavy strain on the nerves. Due to the overload, their brain activities went off the chart."

Emmanuel opened his mouth to refute the claim. As words formed in his throat, his eyes went to Dr. Kiba.

Dr. Kiba smiled and placed a finger on his smiling lips. It was a simple movement.

But when Emmanuel saw it, all words died right in his throat.

"Would they be alright?!" Frances hastily asked.

"They would," Dr. Kiba smiled at her.

She was still hyper, but he placed a hand on her shoulder and said, "Trust me, everything would be far better than you ever imagined!"

Frances nodded. The doctor's assurance made her better.

Dr. Kiba then requested the parents to step outside.

✺✺✺✺

A few minutes later.

After the parents left, the nurses focused on the trembling patients.

"Your mental strain must be far beyond the doctor's guess!" Madison remarked. "Otherwise, why would tremble in front of the doctor!? If I didn't know it better, I would think he was responsible for your injuries!"

"You are right!" Lillian agreed as she took out even a more oversized syringe. "We need to treat them before they claim our kind-hearted doctor injured them!"

"I agree!" Madison nodded. "They might even get us disparaged by claiming we are running a malicious business model!"

Streams of blood energy swirled above her hand, transforming into a surgery drill.

Dr. Kiba smiled at the conduct of his nurses.

"I'm proud of you two!" Dr. Kiba said appreciatively.

"Thank you, daddy-- Doctor!" Lillian kissed him on the lips.

"We would make you so proud that no one could ever accuse you of enabling nepotism!" Lillian kissed him as well.

Dr. Kiba nodded.

As long as Lil' girls were with him, this family-run clinic was bound to be a success.

Lillian and Madison concentrated back on the patients.

Arran and others cowered, but they didn't dare utter a single word.

"It is so good to be nurses!" Madison said as she started the drill. "We are finally going to live our dreams!"

Ever since they were admitted to the asylum, they were fascinated with the profession of nurses.

The nurses in the asylum might be rigid and boring, but their work ethics were terrific.

Madison loved how the nurses got to use syringes, play with surgery tools, and stuff pills in the mouth of patients.

Now she and her sister was getting the chance of playing nurses!

This excited her so much that she pierced the drill into Grover's stomach. The latter screamed like a pig.

"Oops!"

✺✺✺✺

After ten minutes, Dr. Kiba stepped into the cabin.

He sat before the nervous parents and said, "The patients are in safe hand. So please don't worry."

The mothers nodded while the fathers observed him.

They had checked the facilities in the clinic and concluded it was as advanced as the best hospitals in the city.

This was why they didn't think of shifting their children to hospitals for the time being.

Still, there were questions to be asked. After all, they didn't know if this doctor was any good.

"Mr. Mawl," Dr. Kiba started just as Arran's father - Mawal - was about to. "You shouldn't spend your time in the Energy Cyrstal Ore Mines."

"!" Mawal was startled.

How did the doctor know?! Did his son told him that he was a supervisor there?!

Wait!

What does he mean by not spending time there?!

"I'm surprised that despite the fatigue and clammy skin you experience, you haven't given up on the mines."

Dr. Kiba brought his eyes to Mawal's wife - Frances, and said, "Surely, you two have enough money for him to not risk his life."

Mawal and Frances were dumbstruck.

How did he know about the fatigue and clammy skin - the symptoms that were related to Mawal's heart problems?!

They haven't told this even to their son!

No, more specifically, what he did mean by risking life?!

"How do you know about my heart-ailments' symptoms?!" Mawal asked. He wondered could the doctor have the ability to scan others at a biological level.

"Heart? It seems you are were misdiagnosed," Dr. Kiba shook his head and replied. "You are in the preliminary stage of Blood Radiation,"

"What?!" Mawal jumped in shock.

"The radiation in your blood is from elemental Yaplozini and Unizer," Dr. Kiba explained. "As you would know, they are the basic composition of Energy Crystals used for mutant enhancements. Since you have radiation, obviously you came in contact with them in unsafe conditions. That's why I assume you work in a mine."

"!!" Mawal wouldn't believe him had he not made sense.

But he did, especially with how he knew what he did because of his supposed radiation.

No! I must be really having Blood Radiation! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to conclude I work in the mine with such details!

Mawal's throat turned dry, and he stared at the doctor. Just a few minutes ago, he was about to ask him his qualifications.

Now, he didn't dare to!

And how could he?!

This doctor was able to examine him in a matter of seconds and judge he was misdiagnosed! No, he didn't even examine him! He just gazed at him and learned everything!

Such a doctor was way overqualified!

"Doctor! Am I also contaminated?" Frances asked. She was Mawal's wife and hence in contact with him, and naturally in the risk of contamination.

Dr. Kiba turned to her and answered, "I'm afraid you are."

Frances' face fell.

"Thankfully, you are not even in the budding stage, so you are perfectly safe," Dr. Kiba continued. "And we will eliminate the contamination in the budding stage."

"!" France's eyes lit up.

There was hope!

"Doctor?! You can cure radiation?!" Mawal asked, shocked.

Mutated radiation was not a common disease or injury that anyone could heal. It was clear from how it was frequently misdiagnosed due to its special characteristics.

Yet the words spoken by the doctor pretty much implied curing it was a child's play for the doctor.

"Yes," Dr. Kiba nodded.

He then moved to the other parents. They were startled, and by the time Kiba concluded, every set of parents was terrified.

Every one of them had one hidden ailment or another. And Dr. Kiba told them about it.

"Just who is this doctor?!"

The parents wondered. They were here to see their children recover, and now...

✺✺✺✺

Two hours later.

In another room, Arran bounced upright from his bed. He was soaked in cold sweat, and as the nurses left, he finally gathered the courage to rise.

Wiping the sweat, he glanced at his three friends. They had lost consciousness after wetting their pants.

As he recalled how the nurses "treated" them, he wasn't shocked by their condition. He thanked his lucky stars as the nurses went rather easy on him.

The "treatment" was far more painful than the most brutal torture, but it had worked. He was in a lot better condition... at least physically.

Gritting his teeth, he jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room.

"I need to tell mom and dad about the secrets of this evil clinic! With their influence, it is just a matter of hours before the clinic is razed, and the doctor is killed!"

A minute later, he arrived before what appeared to be a see-through glass wall.

What he saw on the other side scared him far more than everything.

He now realized why Dr. Kiba said, "everything would be far better than you ever imagined!" to his mom...

Chapter 590 Way of Ancients!

Some time ago.

Doctor's cabin.

Dr. Kiba told the parents that they each would settle in a different medicine room and undergo treatment separately.

The parents nodded, despite being stunned that they had hidden ailments they never knew.

If not for how he stated the symptoms they had, they would have felt he was deceiving them. But since he spoke about every agony their bodies suffered, they knew he was an expert. So they trusted him and were ready to follow any suggestion of his.

And they were grateful that the doctor would start the treatment now.

Perhaps by the time their children recovered, they too would be cured.

"Doctor, what would your fees be?" Mawal enquired.

Since he had an excellent background in the city, he wasn't afraid of any costs, especially when it concerned his health.

But this time, it was different!

The doctor who was going to treat them was second to God, and he didn't know if they could afford him. After all, a doctor of his standing wouldn't need money.

Perhaps he would only accept precious resources that were rare and unique.

This was why Mawal enquired.

If they couldn't afford his demands, then things would turn terrible for them. Mawal was ready to bargain if the demands were high.

"Care being of 1000 unfortunate people," Dr. Kiba answered while handing them papers.

"What?!" Mawal and others were dumbstruck.

They took the papers and realized they were contracts.

According to the contracts, after their successful treatment, each one of them would have to help 1000 people from poor backgrounds. This included providing basic necessities of life and ensuring their allover well being for a period of one year.

Frances was amazed.

The doctor was virtually treating them for free!

Sure he demanded the care being of the poor and marginalized, but that involved no personal gain!

Frances looked at the doctor in a different light. Despite being so talented, he was using his expertise to help those in need.

How many people were capable of this in today's age?

She knew the answer: zero.

Mutants or ordinary human, all believed in making a profit from their abilities.

This was the era of selfishness... but today she knew exceptions existed!

"Do you accept it?" Dr. Kiba asked seriously.

"Ah... yes!" Everyone nodded and grabbed the pens.

"He must be a philanthropist!" Frances thought as she signed on the contract. "Not only is he extremely handsome, but he also has an equally kind heart!"

...

...

"Doctor, you aren't going to treat me personally?"

Mawal asked as he arrived in an advanced treatment room where a medical droid was waiting for him.

"There's no need for me, too," Dr. Kiba replied. "The droid would take care of everything. You can rest assured of that."

Mawal nodded, though he wished the doctor would have taken care of the treatment. After all, the droid could be nowhere as good as the doctor.

Still, he reasoned that the doctor would be handling multiple patients. So he couldn't personally treat everyone. He would be guiding the droids from the background instead of treating patients personally.

Alas, he didn't know the doctor's philosophy: personal treatment was only for female patients!

The kind doctor would rather die than bring his hand close to a male patient.

Even the thought of examining a male patient from afar was grotesque.

Of course, if it was a woman, especially a beautiful woman, then the doctor didn't mind performing a detailed examination.

He would even go to extraordinary lengths and use his personal tools to take care of female patients.

...

...

The doctor lived up to his great philosophy as he brought Frances in another room. There was no droid or even medical equipment here.

Instead of lighting from electronic gadgets, the room was lit by hundreds of heart-shaped candles. The air was filled with the hypnotic sweet scent from incense and roses.

It was a type of room Frances never imagined to see in a high-tech clinic like this.

Frances was astonished and glanced at the doctor.

Feeling her questioning gaze, the doctor explained, "There are two ways of treatment: the Way of Science and the Way of Ancients. We will treat you in the Way of Ancients, obviously only if you want."

Frances was confused.

She did know that long before the science of medicine developed, the doctors of past eras would use methods that couldn't be associated with present science.

It included acupuncture, naturopathy, homeopathy, chiropractic, etc.

These practices lacked biological plausibility and were a little different from quackery.

As if feeling her worries, the doctor smiled and clarified, "The Way of Ancients is different than you imagine, a lot different. In fact, it is so advanced that once we start, you will feel liberated and experience euphoria."

Frances looked at the doctor.

Euphoria!?

All the treatments she knew of, even of advanced science, were uncomfortable, even if not painful due to sedatives.

Yet the method the doctor wished to use offered euphoria! And that too from the start!

Just what type of advanced method was that?! Could it be related to Celestial Elysian Plane?!

Yes, it must be!

That would explain why, despite being the Way of Ancients, the method would be so advanced!

Frances was curious, and she requested the great doctor to clear her doubts.

"Well, before I explain," Dr. Kiba started. "Do remember you have the option of picking the Way of Science. You can choose that option anytime you want."

"I understand, doctor," Frances replied.

"Good, only choose the way of ancients if it is to your liking."

Dr. Kiba said as he brought her to the center of the room, the bed.

Across the room was a glass wall, and instead of being a seen-through wall, it acted as a giant mirror.

Frances looked at her reflection and that of the doctor as they sat.

"Then let me explain the Way of Ancients..." Dr. Kiba gazed her in the eyes and leaned towards her.

Frances' heart skipped a beat.

His charm was irresistible, especially his hypnotic eyes and his devilishly handsome face.

As he learned, his lips dangerously closed to hers, just a hairbreadth away.

His cool breath fell on her smooth skin, and she felt goosebumps throughout her body.

Just as their lips were about to collide, he grabbed her by the hips, spun her around, and pulled her on his lap.

Frances was shocked as she once again saw their reflections, this time in a position she never expected.

Through the glass wall, she saw the doctor bringing his lips close to her ear. His lips slightly opened, as if to nibble at her ear.

But instead of nibbling, he whispered.

"The Way of Ancients is the fusion of the doctor and the patient..."

Dr. Kiba explained as his fingers trailed over her shoulder blades, and his mouth blew across her ear. Her skin shuddered with a tantalizing sensation, and her heart started beating rapidly.

"It is the process where two bodies are in the rhythm of nature as they dance to the tune of The Creator..."

Dr. Kiba pressed his face on her.

His nose rustled through her soft hair while his lips kissed her neck. Her breath grew slower, and her face flushed.

His fingers moved towards her chest and slipped through the gap in her dress, slowly moving across her breasts, savoring every ounce of her flesh.

His thumb grazed at her nipples, feeling them stiffen, as his fingers started rubbing the pink circles.

"It is the process where the doctor sacrifices his strength to inject powerful vitality deep into the patient."

As his words rang in her ears, her ass started squirming on its own. Her most sacred region was sitting on something hard, very hard, and also very large and thick.

Frances knew it was the source of the robust vitality.

She turned her head sideways to see him and speak. Before she could, his lips pressed on hers, placing a lingering kiss.

As the kiss started to break, his tongue slid out and licked her upper lip. Her back arched, and a soft moan escaped her throat.

Kiba spun her body while teasing her lips with his tongue. Her breasts were now pressing against his chest, and he slowly moved his lips down, kissing her chin and throat.

He pulled the dress straps off her shoulders and tugged it down, exposing her black lace bra. Her shoulders dropped as he started planting little kisses over the swells of her breasts.

Subconsciously, her hands moved towards his head, and her fingers started running through his golden hair.

Kiba slipped his tongue into her cleavage, licking the slope and the sides of black lace. She shuddered, and every bit of rationality escaped her mind.

"Oh, god!!" She moaned under the caressing of his hands and lips.

Opposite the glass wall, her son arrived just as she moaned.

"Impossible!"

Arran screamed as he saw what was happening on the other side.

The man who not only stole his girlfriend but also beat him...was now making out with his mother!

As he saw Dr. Kiba's licking over the bra-wrapped breasts of his mother, a murderous rage pumped through his body.

As if to stir his rage, Dr. Kiba's hands moved behind Frances' back, unhooking her bra.

"Motherfucker! Stop!"

Arran shouted.

Sadly, the glass wall blocked the sound. Well, at least from this side, for he could clearly hear his mother's moans.

"I'm yet to be your motherfucker!" Dr. Kiba's voice ringed in his mind. "Though, don't you worry, it is just a matter of minutes!"

"!!" Arran's eyes turned volcanic red.

Trembling with rage, he transformed his body into combat mode. His fists swept out with metallic glow, and he smashed them into the glass wall.

Chapter 591 Spare Me, God!

As Arran smashed his metallic fists on the glass wall, cyclonic ripples swept out and submerged in the wall. But contrary to his expectations of the glass distorting and breaking, the ripples started disappearing, without creating any damage.

"No!"

Arran shouted, as through the disappearing ripples, he saw the bra slipping off his mother's arms and fall between her and Dr. Kiba.

The latter grabbed it and tossed it away. Perhaps it was a coincidence that it rolled through the air and struck on the glass wall, just opposite to Arran.

"Bastard!"

Arran cursed as the bra hanged before him, barely five centimeters away. This was all the distance that stopped him from ensuring Dr. Kiba didn't become his motherfucker.

The bra served the role of fueling his anger, and his body erupted with a swirling mass of metallic energy. His hands transformed into weapons, and he unleashed a terrifying attack.

Alas, the wall continued to stand, stopping him from interrupting the treatment.

...

...

Like the professional he was, Dr. Kiba focused on the well-being of his patient. His hands sought her beautifully sculpted breasts and gave them a tight squeeze.

"Ahh!" Frances moaned.

Ever since she saw him hours ago, her lips thirsted for his kisses, her skin desired his touches, and her cunt wanted him deep inside her. This was her dark fantasy, something she would never dare share, much less pursue, for she was a mother and a wife.

But now that he has shown the demo of the Way of Ancients, she knew this was the only treatment she wanted.

His kisses ignited the spark of lust, and his hands stroked the flames, engulfing her body in the prelude of carnal pleasures.

Dr. Kiba fondled every ounce of her breasts and savored their fantastic feel. They were very soft and also firm, just the way he liked.

He pressed the breasts together and then let them go, making them bounce.

In response to his sensual caressing, her ass wriggled over his lap, rubbing against his pants.

Dr. Kiba's mouth once again caught her lips for a tight kiss while his hands continued to squeeze and fondle the breasts.

His fingers caught the nipples, and as he pinched them, her sealed lips opened to let out a moan. Before the moan could escape, his tongue dived in, exploring her little mouth.

The moan disappeared between the tongues and locked mouths.

Down below, Frances' pussy squirmed as his thick flesh pointed upwards, piercing through the fabric of his pants, and rubbing against her.

Leaning her ass up, she reached her hand below and grabbed his hard flesh. Despite the fabric, she felt the intense throbbing sensation and the warmth.

It made her pussy drip with wetness, and she gave the hard flesh a squeeze.

Dr. Kiba broke the kiss and leaned his face back. His hypnotic eyes stared into hers as he said, "Go, get your tonic."

Like an obedient kitten, she nodded and dropped to her knees.

With him sitting on the edge of the bed, she opened his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. Her fingers moved from the pants, lingered over the thighs, and arrived on the enormous source of her tonic.

"He's a monster!"

As her fingers encircled, this were the words that were spoken, though not by her, but her son. Seeing the very thick and long cock between his mother's fingers, Arran jerked back.

Like most men, he felt he was superior in the department of manhood. This idea was reinforced by his successful conquests.

Now that he saw his mother tracing the veins on Dr. Kiba's cock, he cowered from the supreme sense of inferiority.

For the moment, he forgot his aim of stopping Dr. Kiba from becoming his motherfucker.

In that time, his mother stared at the swollen cock with unconcealed desire. Wrapping her hands around the base of the shaft, she started stroking it with slow, rhythmic movements.

She then leaned her lips closer to the tip of the cock and gave it a wet kiss.

The precum oozing off stuck to her lips, and after licking it off, she resumed the kiss.

Dr. Kiba nodded appreciatively. He liked patients that were eager to help themselves with the best source of tonic in the world.

As an Alpha, and that too the wielder of Cosmic powers, his cum was the natural tonic that not even the best medicines could compare.

Even his precum resembled a crystalline layer of most precious jewels in existence.

Frances might not know the supreme benefits the precum carried, but she licked it all for it tasted far better than the best delicacies she had.

Opening her mouth, she took the head of his cock between her lips and started sucking it. Her hands continued to stroke him from the base, and as she sucked the top, saliva dripped down, coating the shaft with glistening moisture.

She moved her hands up the shaft and massaged the saliva up and down.

Dr. Kiba felt terrific.

He loved the feel of her wet, warm mouth sucking him and the movements of her hands were equally exhilarating.

Happy by her dedication, he pulled her up and made her lie on the bed. He then shoved his cock till the end of her mouth.

Her left breast squeezed against his ribs as she started sucking him, trying her best to make him erupt with the tonic.

With her now closer to him, he pulled the hem of her dress up and slid her panties down her thighs.

Admiring the pearly white ass and the stunning curves, he spread the ass cheeks and moved his fingers down.

Arran winced, and his jaw slacked at what he saw from this direction.

Dr. Kiba reached the vaginal foldings of his mother and split them, exposing bright pink flesh, moist with

This was the pink flesh that gave birth to him! The one he had to defend from infiltration, or risk having a motherfucker that wasn't his father!

He got over his sense of inferiority and bombarded down on the wall with countless attacks...

At the same time, Dr. Kiba teased the vaginal foldings, making Frances let out muffled moans with her mouth stuffed with his thick cock.

His fingers trailed on the foldings before sliding into the entrance. Her eyes jerked open as he thrust them directly into her, without any warning.

His cock slipped off her mouth, and she let out a moan. Her pussy dripped out with more wetness, and as he thrust his fingers deeper into her, her slippery flesh pressed, clenching his fingers.

"It seems I will have to inject the tonic directly into you!" Dr. Kiba said as she failed to squeeze out tonic of him.

"Ohh, yes!" Frances absentmindedly nodded.

Even though her flesh had clenched his fingers, they were slowly moving up and down, making her tantalized with currents of pleasures.

Kiba pulled his fingers out, and as she gasped, he shoved them back. His fingers moved back and fro, at rapid speed, causing her hips to buckle.

"Ahhhh...Gooooood!"

Her head dropped, and she screamed euphorically. She climaxed, and a dam of pleasure burst deep inside her, shuddering through her body.

As Frances shivered from the climax, Dr. Kiba put his cock back into her mouth, giving her the chance to ready him for injection.

Lost in the euphoric climax, she sucked him while pressing her tongue against the back of his shaft, massaging him. It was a great feeling, something Kiba appreciated as she concluded from him turning raging hard.

"Come!" Dr. Kiba commanded and made her rise on the bed.

After he lay down on the bed and placed a pillow under his head, Frances put her legs on either side of his hips and started sitting down.

Inch by inch, her ass lowered, and her pussy approached the cock that Dr. Kiba was pointing up.

"Stop you fucking bitch!" Arran shouted at his mother. "You cheating whore! I said, stop!"

He called her names he never would have, but it didn't result in any success. Nor him screaming and shouting at Dr. Kiba worked.

The glass wall stopped all his sounds, allowing Frances to slowly press her pussy down. Just as she was about to slip him into her, he pulled his cock back and rubbed it against her slippery entrance.

She moaned from lust and frustration, and she pushed the doctor's hand away. She guided the cock between the vaginal foldings, and he was in.

"NOOOO! You whore!" Arran screamed from the top of his lungs as his mother's pussy sheathed the enemy's cock!

What he feared the most has happened! Dr. Kiba was now his motherfucker!

Frances didn't know that her son knew. Perhaps even if she did, she wouldn't be able to stop, not after having this treasure sword pierced deep into her.

After getting accustomed to Dr. Kiba's size, she started riding him, bouncing up and down with wild abandon.

"I love being a doctor!" Dr. Kiba thought as he brought his hands on her breasts and squeezed them. She was tight, despite being a mother, and he loved how her pussy tremored around him, sending vibrations into his cock.

This feeling, combined with the sensuous feel of her amazing breasts, and his brain flashed with clarity.

Being a doctor was his true calling in life! And treating his patients with his cock was the only true way!

Sure it was an exhausting task, but as a doctor, he was ready for every sacrifice.

Burning with new determination, Dr. Kiba grabbed Frances by the waist and jumped on the floor. Arriving before the glass wall, he twirled her around and started fucking her from behind.

"Ooooohh!" Frances snapped her head back as he pressed her against the wall. Her big breasts squeezed and flattened due to the wall.

On the other side, Arran was puffing with exhaustion as he launched another strike. As the strike failed, he noticed his mother's busty tits pressed before him, barely separated by the wall.

The breasts were crystal clear, as were the stiff nipples.

"You bitch! Just stop!"

Arran screamed as his mother moaned louder than ever, as her doctor injected into her with powerful strokes.

Dr. Kiba held her hips tightly and smashed his cock further into her, sending her into the abyss of pleasure.

"Doctorrrrr!" Frances gasped as her pussy started to clamp and blossom with ecstasy known as climax.

Just as the climax was about to hit her, he pulled her up in the air and slipped his cock out. His finger arrived on her sensitive clit, and he jerked it.

The unexpected move hit her like lightning, bringing her further into the abyss of neverending pleasure.

Her eyes rolled over, and her moans turned to howls of pleasure.

And she squirted!

A stream of liquid erupted out of her cunt, and just for a moment, the wall turned intangible, allowing the stream of liquid to splatter on Arran!

"!!!!" Arran's eyes widened to the size of an egg as the liquid covered his face and chest.

"Oh my god! What was that?!" Frances asked as she stopped squirting.

"That was love," Dr. Kiba answered as he shoved his cock back into her. "And now time to give you tonic!"

Frances couldn't think anything as his cock stirred more flames of ecstasy in her. She had already climaxed multiple times and couldn't handle more pleasure.

Even before the fifth stroke hit her fully, her pussy tightened around him, jamming him deep into her.

Frances started squeezing out the tonic she needed.

Dr. Kiba was more than happy to ejaculate the load into her. He kissed her on the shoulder and unloaded.

...

On the opposite side, Arran fell on his knees.

He was already dumbstruck from his mother squirting on him. Now, as he saw strands of cum dripping out of her cunt and sliding off her thighs, he collapsed.

His motherfucker might have gifted him with a little sibling.

This broke his soul, and he started crying.

He was a young master.

He has harassed anyone as he pleased and conquered women with his unrivaled skills, at least till today morning.

Now... not only did his girlfriend got stolen, but his mother also got fucked... by the same guy!

"Forgive me, God! I would never ever harass anyone, nor dare try to seduce any woman! So please spare me!"

Chapter 592 Meeting The Unexpected!

As Arran mentally broke down, Dr. Kiba dressed up. He flicked his wrist in the direction of Frances, and a firmament of invisible energy surged into her, clearing her blood of radiation.

To wipe radiation from Energy Crystals, he didn't need the help of any pills or genetic medication. Just his energy was enough.

After glancing at Frances as she slept with a peaceful smile, he left the room to treat other patients.

Perhaps if Arran knew what Dr. Kiba was going to do next, his spirit would have lifted.

After all, misery loves company.

...

...

In the patients' room, Emmanuel's eyes opened. After the nurses had treated him, he had wet his pants and lost consciousness.

Now that he suddenly awoke, he sneakily checked the room to see if the nurses were here. If they were, he would shut his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Realizing they weren't here, he jumped to his feet and escaped. He didn't bother to wake his two friends or worry where his other friend was.

After running for minutes to search for an exit, he arrived before a glass wall. As he saw the scene on the other side, his blood turned cold and his face ashen.

His lovely mother was lying on the bed, with her legs raised, and her calves resting on the shoulders of Dr. Kiba. The latter sent his examination tool deep inside her, making her praise God.

Emmanuel couldn't believe his ears and eyes.

How could his lovely mother remember God while being royally screwed by the devil?!

It was blasphemy!

...

...

An hour later,

Grover similarly opened his eyes and experienced what his friends had.

His mother rested on her back with her legs raised over her head as Dr. Kiba squatted over her and hammered into her with his monstrous rod.

The thrusts of the rod must be both painful and ecstatic, for even though she screamed, she begged the doctor to continue.

Her son followed the path of his friend Arran and tried to break the wall.

Alas, he faced a similar result and witnessed Dr. Kiba spreading crystalline, sticky white medicine over his mother's face. It definitely solved any face issues his mother might have had.

Lost in despair, his mind tried to cheer him by thinking on the bright side:

His mother wouldn't need to visit parlors and waste money on facials!

...

Ciaran experienced a similar fate, and like Emmanuel, he was too shocked to do anything. He blankly looked as Dr. Kiba took his mother to the stairway to heaven.

...

Deep in the night, the children and the parents met outside the doctor's cabin.

"We are grateful for everything," Mawal bowed and thanked Dr. Kiba.

"Please, there's no need," Dr. Kiba replied with a smile. "I only performed my duty to the best of my abilities."

After Mawal, the other parents bowed in gratefulness.

If it was any other doctor, they wouldn't show respect in such a way, but they did now, for the doctor in front of them was godly. He had removed all their hidden ailments, and that too, in a matter of hours!

"Hmm?" Mawal glanced at his son and the other children in dismay. They just stood silently as if a ghost has sucked the life out of them, even though their bodies were bursting with vitality.

"Snap out of it!" Mawal commanded. "And thank the kind doctor for all he has done!"

Mawal winced, and his blood boiled.

Thank the doctor?!

For what exactly?!

Maybe for stealing his girl, beating him, torturing him, and then finally fucking his mother!?

The other youngsters were similarly angered despite the despair they felt.

Though none of them dare share what they experienced after they recovered.

Each was worried about others learning of Dr. Kiba screwing their mother. After all, if anyone learned about the fucking their mothers got by the doctor who thrashed them, they would lose all the reputation and honors.

Not to mention, they would attract negative attention, especially from close friends who would love to make innuendos.

Who didn't love a joke about motherfucker?

This was why none of the four friends knew that they shared the same fate.

Had they known, they could have shared the sorrow and hugged each other.

And now that they saw their parents - mainly their fathers - thanking Dr. Kiba, their hearts felt as if it was stabbed by daggers.

How can their fathers thank the man who not beat their children but also screwed their wives?!

Sadly, they knew the fault was of their silence.

It had condemned their fathers to thank the one who cuckolded them...

"Why aren't you thanking the doctor?!" Mawal and the other fathers thundered.

"I..." Arran gritted his teeth, for he has no choice.

Thanking his source of misery was something he never imagined, not even when he broke down.

But the reality left him no choice.

Forcing a smile, he bowed towards the doctor and said, "Thank you."

"You are welcome," Dr. Kiba replied with a smile. "Though I only performed my duty as a doctor."

"...."

Emmanuel and others followed, for they had no choice.

Only after the gratitude ceremony completed, each of them realized they had wholly sealed their fates.

If afterward, they told their fathers about what their mothers have done, then the first thing their fathers would do... was to kill them!

After all, despite knowing about their mothers being fucked by Dr. Kiba, they silently stood as the fathers bowed and showered him with praises.

This realization further broke the youngsters in body and soul. Their shoulders dropped, and their eyes erupted with tears.

"Please, there's no need to be emotional!" Dr. Kiba hastily stepped up to calm them. "I haven't done anything great for you to cry!"

"..........."

You have!

If only someone could understand our sorrow!

...

...

In a land far away, Olly was enjoying a dinner with his friends. After his father was transferred back to the headquarters, he got to reunite with all his school friends.

As he grabbed the bite of a pizza, he teared up, startling everyone, including himself!

He didn't know why, but even though he was crying, he was feeling incomparable joy.

It was like the heavens were telling him that he wasn't alone.

"Alone in what?" Olly wondered.

His friends stared at him in confusion, and Olly strangely felt they weren't really his friends.

His true friends were somewhere else, bound not by shared memories but a common fate.

...

Sometime later.

Like a streak of lightning, Dr. Kiba shot through the night sky and flew amidst the clouds. Madison and Lillian followed, enjoying the silent night wit him.

As they arrived over their penthouse, streams of bright light swirled around him, transforming his clothes into a casual t-shirt and pants.

What he did today was his way of changing his style of confrontation.

After all, he had enough experience to know that whenever someone overpowered a person of high standing, the latter would bring more people for confrontation, and even if they were defeated, the cycle would continue.

This was the reason why he had no patience to deal with young masters and usually preferred to kill them.

Now, with him being new in the city, he felt he should be gracious.

So instead of killing, he sowed the seeds of gratitude in the families of the young masters.

This would avoid all the associated problems.

"Oh well, today was enough for a break!" Kiba said aloud as he flew down.

Madison and Lillian flew along with him.

They gazed at him with their unique smiles that could send a chill down the spine.

Though for him, their smiles were filled with warmth, for they were similar to his, full of sadism.

"Daddy!" Madison hugged him and said, "Are you gonna start the plan for undoing the brainwashing of our future mommy?"

"...Yes," Kiba answered.

"That's great!" Madison kissed him.

...

A few minutes later, he joined his family, mainly his little daughter.

She was asleep, but when he arrived, her eyes opened, and she clapped her hands, signaling him she wanted to play.

Kiba kissed her on the forehead and started playing with her.

Her eyes sparkled, and through the telepathic bond, she expressed her wish of another explosion competition.

Last time he had defeated her, but she didn't let it affect her negatively. If anything, her nascent eyes sparkled with determination to defeat him.

"Explosion competition?" Kiba was startled, but he nodded. Through the telepathic bond, he replied, "I know you will win!"

The telepathic bond didn't carry words, but rather meaning, something she could directly understand.

Hope nodded her little head as if he was stating the obvious.

Kiba suppressed his smile and said, "Go easy on me, though!"

Hope again nodded, assuring she wouldn't break his spirit.

"That's good to know, little lady!" Kiba took her between his arms and said, "Give me a week or so, and we will have our competition ground ready!"

Pleased, Hope ran her hands over his face.

Some distance away, Agatha let out a sigh.

"This city might be done for!"

...

...

Next day.

In the center of the city, a party was organized for those belonging to a specific class and standing.

It brought everyone influential here, for it also acted as a sort of program for debutante.

It was a great way of forming relationships and establishing contacts. As such, talented youngsters from outside were allowed as an exception.

Odd as it may seem, Ashlyn was also at the party. But unlike others, she was dressed in her usual full-body black suite.

With The Ivies suffering damage, it was necessary for them to show they were well. This was why Ashlyn was here along with a few others, though unlike others, she attracted no favorable eyes.

That too, despite her breathtaking beauty.

Perhaps among the humans, she was the second most beautiful woman, second to the legendary Ice Queen.

Yet no male asked her for dance or even have a conversation.

It was not because she was cold and aloof, but because of what she was.

A Cursed One.

She didn't mind, though.

Standing in the balcony, she closed her eyes and ignored all the chatter, including the mean comments against her.

She didn't care about their views, never did.

Hours passed, and the party was reaching its climax.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, and she looked in the distance through the sea of people. She has sensed a familiar presence, of someone she had only met briefly, but made the second strongest impression on her.

There he was, slowly arriving in the party hall, alone.

Blue eyes, black hair and a handsome face.

"Zed."

He was the younger brother of the man she most cared about...