The secretary's shapely body was available for Wallace to see, but Wallace was not looking at it. Starting from her stomach to her lap region, everything had serious burn scars.
"I had to run away from Italy and come here to become an illegal immigrant," she said, while her face had already been stained by tears.
"So please don't kill me, I will do anything you want me to do. Even if you want me to become your sex toy, I'm willing, as long as I can still stay alive. I'm still a virgin," she said, as she crawled towards Wallace and latched onto his leg, while her breast pressed against it.
"Just give me the chance to live so that I can get revenge," she said.
"Okay, just stand," he said.
"I won't kill you again, but you must not try to seduce me if you want to stay alive," he said.
"Thank you," her eyes shone delightfully as she thanked him profusely.
"But I don't trust anyone, so me just leaving you unchecked like this makes me uneasy," he said.
She grew nervous again. "Close your eyes," he commanded.
"Huh," she looked at him.
"Close your eyes, or you'll die," he said.
She fearfully shut her eyes close, not trying to open them. Soon, she felt her mouth was pried open by a hand, and something cold dripped into her mouth. She fell into a state of emptiness at first, and then what came next was pain. She felt as if her bones were being forcefully broken and reconstructed. Her muscles were being torn and regenerated. Everything, including her cells, were extremely worked up, as she felt intense pain from every part of her being. She wanted to scream, but afraid that it would displease Wallace, she gritted her teeth.
She did not know what Wallace did to her, but she already hoped for the worst, as she just wanted to stay alive. Five minutes passed like eternity, and the pain finally subsided. She was finally able to regain her wits. She opened her eyes, and surprisingly, her eyes were sharper than before. She could see far more than what she could see before, and everything in her line of sight was distinctly clear.
She looked at her skin, which was as fair as a newborn's.
"Snap," Wallace snapped his hands, and the tap of the basin in the dining opened itself, and water gushed out. He controlled the water and closed the tap. The water turned into a mirror from which she was able to see herself clearly. Her skin was fairer than before, and it looked as if she had just gone through plastic surgery to perfect her face. She was extremely beautiful now; her looks could rival the top stars in the country. Her fair skin and her glittering dark hair.
She looked at her stomach and lap region and saw that the burn scars had disappeared, and the skin was now very fair. More importantly, she felt strength unlike never before. She looked at Wallace's belt, which was on the chair, and the metallic logo. She pointed her finger at the metallic logo, and it detached itself from the belt and started floating in front of her.
"Clang," it fell to the ground, as she felt a mix of emotion.
She looked at Wallace, as she felt a mix of reverence and loyalty towards him, which was induced by her evolution, but there was a real feeling she had now - genuine thankfulness. For twenty-five years, she had been racking her brain, thinking of how to get revenge, but those she wanted to get revenge on were too powerful, to the extent that she felt despair. But now, she had a chance of getting her revenge.
"Bam," her knees struck the ground, as she kowtowed.
"Thank you very much," she said.
"Don't thank me yet; I don't even know what I am yet. I just did this to you to bind you to myself. I don't know if there are any side effects that will be detrimental in the future. To put it simply, you are my guinea pig," he said.
"I don't care; thank you very much for giving me a chance to take revenge," she said.
"I don't care about your revenge; you can carry it out as long as it does not harm me. All I just want is your loyalty and truthfulness. We are on the same page now; I have a lot of enemies that I don't even know the reason they are after me. After everything ends, if I can survive, I will grant you your freedom if you want. Just work with me for now," he said.
"I will work with you," she said.
"How do you feel now?" he asked her.
"I feel strong; my whole body stats have been enhanced, and I feel special control over metals, as if I can do whatever I want with them," she said.
"Let's test the limit of your strength; just punch me with your strongest force," he said.
"Hmm," she looked at him.
"I said do it, so you just have to do what I want," he said.
"Okay," she said. She gathered her full strength in her fist and
"Boom" she threw a punch towards him, and
"Bang" it struck him solidly.
"Waa"
"Puah" He spat a mouthful of blood out, but he stood solidly. His injuries acted up. He felt intense burning pain from the hole in his chest, as blood dyed his cloth.
Her face paled, as she looked at him.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
Her punch had just impacted him a little, but the impact reopened the injury. His face turned pale.
"No problem, I forgot I was injured for a moment. Your strength has barely exceeded the human threshold. If you punch a normal person, they will have multiple bones broken in their body," he analyzed.
It's just like his strength before he underwent evolution that night. Even he didn't know the full extent of his strength now.
"It's all good; we will talk about our next plans when she wakes up," he said.
"Let me help you with your injuries," she said.
"Hmm," he sat, and she started working on it
. "What's your name?" he asked, as he removed the bloodstained bandage.
"I'm Lucia Espocito," she answered.
"Hmm," he nodded. She soon removed the bandage and replaced it with a new one, after cleaning his wounds.
"You can go to any of those rooms, except the master bedroom, to freshen up," he said.
She left him. He went to the window, as he looked outside. He gathered all his strength on his right fist, as he threw a punch out, and
"Boom" a sonic boom was heard. The punch broke the sound barrier. The strength, if he hit a normal human with it, was enough to pulverize them.
It had just been three nights, and he had gotten this stronger, even though he didn't know how he got that strong. Today, he felt something inside him had been destroyed, as he killed a human. His humanity had been broken; he didn't even have any change in emotion when he took a life. He was just emphatic and calculative. His humanity was no longer there.
"What has the torture I endured turned me into?" he thought, as he looked at those skulls. He started to remember his journey, starting from the time he had been stabbed, till he got to hell, till he reincarnated again.
Suddenly, the skulls following him around grimaced, as they looked at him.
"You're an anomaly, a monster that should not be allowed to exist. The powers you think you have now will devour you sooner or later, and you will turn into a brainless machine. Anyway, you are already not human again," the skulls talked at the same time, with their eerie voices.
"Nonsense, the power is something I will control, and even if I'm no longer human, even if I'm confused. I will accept everything as they come. I will turn my pain, my weaknesses, and my fear into my source of strength, and I will keep fighting every day, till the day I can no longer fight. The situation is already as it is now," he said.
"I will accept everything as they come, so I'm not afraid of anything," he said, as he looked at the dark sky. The skulls all kept their mouths shut, but they continued wailing. Wallace continued to smoke his cigarette.
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In New York Marriott Marquis, a hotel situated in the heart of Times Square, one of the five-star hotels in New York, at the top floor. A man stood facing the window, while another man stood behind him.
"You mean you utilized every force we can utilize in New York, trying just to get one person, but you still failed to get the person, and lost her?" the man said, with a chilling voice.
"We suspect another gang must have gotten to her before us, because when we got there, everyone from the Geneve family, including the family head, had been killed," he said.
"You can leave; just keep a low profile this time. Don't alert the America government; I will think of what to do," he said.