This hospital reeks of contaminated sterility, still, it's far nicer than the foul human odor James was used to. There is even high class hospital food for him to eat, and had it been any other day, he would have.

Letting out a tired breath, he takes a look at the room assigned to him, there are two mutilated corpses wearing standard police uniform in the corner, a pool of blood and a chair which is currently occupied by a man in his mid-twenties.

Despite his young appearance, James knows the man could easily knock veterans like him down in less than a minute with close to no issue, after all, he has seen the man in action before and it was terrifying. No matter how hard his enemies screamed or begged, the man just directly stomped their heads open, his face didn't even change as he did so.

"A kid you say..." The man mutters with a bored expression before asking, seemingly irritated. "Do you take me for a fool, Mr. Sterling?"

This answer is already within James' expectations, the cops said the same thing, so neither does he feel surprised or offended in any way, not to mention even the person himself find his words hard to believe. In fact, if this had happened to anyone else but him, James would've called it bullshit too.

While it is true that he's just another goon who can be replaced anytime now, James used to be a soldier in the U.S army, he spent almost ten years in Afghanistan until he was injured in battle and fell short of requirements. There's realistically no way for him to lose against a child, trained or untrained, yet he somehow lost.

Of course, there's the possibility that his attacker was a midget, but to be honest, that might be more embarrassing. "I dare not lie to you, it really was a child who attacked me, the alley was dark back then so I couldn't take a clear look, but I'm sure he's a child..." Or a midget - James swallows the last part down his throat.

"Fine. I'll believe you Mr. Sterling, rest assured, after what you've done for the organization, we'll definitely take good care of your family." Finished, the man takes out a red pill. "Now choose, do you want to do it yourself or do I need to do it for you?"

Staring at the pill, James trembles in fear as his face cramps up into a bitter smile as if he was about to cry. He knew since day one this would come eventually, he just didn't think it'd be so soon. This was supposed to be his last year, after this, he could go home to his five, or was it six, years old daughter. God knows how he wishes to meet her, to see that beautiful smile one last time.

But it's too late. He can no longer go back. His wife. His daughter. He'll never be able to meet them. Not anymore...

"L-Let me, I'll do it myself." Knowing there's no way out, James takes the pill using his trembling hands. It's hard to hold something when your tendons are sliced clean off, but he did it, he somehow managed to do it. "P-Please, t-take ca-are of my family."

One...

Two...

Three...

Not long after James swallowed the pill, his muscles spasm uncontrollably. Blood starts dripping out from his eyes, nose and pores. What used to be a handsome middle aged man soon turns into a bloody, unrecognizable mess. James Sterling is gone.

As for the other man...

"A kid huh? Interesting..." He chuckles darkly, a wicked smile creeps its way on his face as he splendidly ignores the corpses nearby. Standing up, he fixes his suit as if nothing had happened and just as he's about to go out, a purple haired beauty barges in.

"JongSoo-senpai! Are you done with that guy yet?" The beauty asks, her voice loud enough for people inside the room to hear, but to others outside, not so much.

"I'm done, let's go, Yuri." The beauty named Yuri nods happily, her ponytail swings left and right like a tail, combined with that small stature and slender body, she reminds others of a puppy. Her opponents are no exception, they often underestimate the girl, and that's why most of them are dead, those who aren't are mostly likely crippled for life or in a coma. You'd be surprised how much force those pair of legs could produce.

"Tell the headquarter we're going to stay here for a while. I need to find something, or rather someone. Also, send men to take care of that guy's family."

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After cultivating inside the dimensional crack, Rito has grown taller by at least three inches, his muscles are well-toned. Comparing to his peers, while not to the behemoth level, he's definitely bigger than most, his clothes are no longer suitable for him, and because of this, he's currently out in the mall with his mother who too needs new clothes due to her pregnancy.

With Rito's handsomeness, black eyepatch and, weirdly enough, gentle smile, the two bring quite a lot of attention to themselves, it was fine at first, their admirers only stood faraway, but ever since that first girl, they are becoming more and more bold over time.

If it's teenagers or beautiful women only, Rito wouldn't care, but now even those middle aged housewives are coming. And he's pretty sure one of them took advantage of him just now. As for where he was touched, Rito'd rather not say. Still, being taken advantage of is the final straw for him.

His face grows colder, that gentle smile disappears as if it had never been there to begin with and his bloodlust, which has been built up to a terrifying level in his past life leaks out. Albeit just for a moment, but that's enough to scare people who have spent their entire lives in peace.

"OUT.OF.MY.WAY!" He says, the pressure seems to build up with his every word as the large crowd of women immediately backs off in fear, some even lost control over their bladders.

With them scared shitless, Rito turns to his mother, only to realize he has gone too far releasing his bloodlust. Her face, which was originally of a healthy pink color is now pale white, despite her efforts, her body doesn't seem to listen to her as it trembles.

Seeing this, Rito grabs her hand and takes off, leaving the still stunned crowd behind.