Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 57 - : THE REVENGE BEGINS

Mrs. Albert felt scared. Staring at those glowing red eyes scared the daylight out of her. The pressure from Kyle made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Alright, that's enough, young man. Don't frighten mother-in-law," Lilith butted into the mother-son standoff, holding Kyle's arm and dragging him away from his mother.

Mrs. Albert could finally breathe easy, though the fear was difficult to forget. Staring into her son's eyes felt no different from staring at death.

Kyle looked at Lilith, displeased. "She's not your mother-in-law. She's my mum, and we don't have a thing together, so don't call her that ever again."

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"Yeah, right, a mum that you almost killed. And here I was thinking that humanity cherished their loved ones greatly. Or are you the exception? If you are, then you might make for a badass demon," Lilith said.

"Who cares?" Kyle freed himself from Lilith. "I will be going to my room. I have to arrange my thoughts on how to get my own revenge against the bastard that caused me so much pain," Kyle said, leaving the two ladies behind.

"Don't worry, he won't hurt you as long as I am here. You can rest easy, mother-in-law," Lilith tried comforting Mrs. Albert.

"And if you are not? I can't believe I'm scared of my own son. He's acting more evil than you, a demon. I guess I failed my son as a mother. I wish I could have been there for him," Mrs. Albert said, tears falling from her eyes.

Surprisingly—or unsurprisingly—she accepted Lilith's comfort. Perhaps Lilith's first act of protecting her warmed her heart, or maybe Lilith's charm was the reason. Who knows?

"I guess you finally start your revenge quest," Gold Goblin asked Nemesis.

Nemesis, dressed in all-black clothes, nodded his head.

"Huh? I thought he started long ago with Dr. Ezekiel," Odin asked.

"Dumbass. Dr. Ezekiel was forced, so Nemesis let him go. His revenge hasn't started, idiot," Gold Goblin mocked Odin.

"Indeed, I'm aware. How convenient that the Dr. Ezekiel he spared was the reason he wasn't eliminated from the guild event," Odin spoke, clearly sulking.

"I'm off, guys," Nemesis said, ignoring Odin's taunts as always.

"You should be careful, though. This isn't a game. You could die for real, you know. Perhaps I should go along with you—I was an assassin. I will definitely be helpful," Kate walked toward Nemesis, wishing to tag along.

"It's alright, Kate. I will be safe. You don't have to worry," Nemesis said, leaving the safe house quietly and sneakily, ensuring there was no tail following him.

"I will advise you once more, Kate. Don't fall in love with Nemesis. You will only be hurting yourself in the end," Gold Goblin said, walking away.

"It sucks to agree with that piece of shit, but I will this time. He's right—don't fall for him. It's only going to cause you heartache," Odin advised as well.

Annabelle watched the scene, unable to say anything. Feeling sad deep in her heart, she knew her once-warm brother was slowly embracing the coldness and darkness. It worried her, but she couldn't talk him out of it, knowing it was necessary.

Eng. James, a famous car manufacturer in Mer, had once been just a small car manufacturer in Liberty City. A few years ago, he made a name for himself by releasing a highly sophisticated car model, soon becoming a titan in the car manufacturing business. Releasing subsequent car models, each better in standard than the previous one, cemented his name in the industry.

Eng. James sat in his office, lighting a cigarette to take a smoke before heading home.

"Hah, this is the life," Mr. James muttered to himself. "Wealth, fame, a beautiful wife to not make the nights at home boring, and a beautiful secretary to not make the office boring. Guess I'm living every man's dream," Eng. James said, smoking his cigarette happily.

His happy moment was short-lived, though. The sound of gunshots woke him from his wandering thoughts.

"Aaargghhhhh!" He heard the voice of the bodyguard guarding his office scream.

"What the hell is going on?" Eng. James shouted, hoping to get an understanding of the situation.

"Very simple—it's time for you to call it a life in this world," an unfamiliar voice spoke, after opening the door to the office and walking in.

"Who the fuck are you? How did you get here? What happened to my guards?" Eng. James asked, scared out of his wits.

"Come on, James, at least try and watch the TV. Maybe you would have known about me and prepared harder than just using those sorry-ass bodyguards," the voice spoke.

"As for my identity, I am Nemesis. Or should I say, Greg Austin?" Nemesis said, walking closer to James.

"Greg Austin? You are the child of those people? Impossible! I thought you were dead!!!" James asked, wetting himself from fear.

"Do you really not get updated on current events? I guess there's a reason you had to steal others' ideas in order to become popular," Nemesis said, arriving before James.

"Please, I beg of you, don't hurt me! I swear I was forced—I didn't have a choice! I swear!!!" James pleaded for his life, extremely scared of dying.

"Yeah, right. Tell me about it," Nemesis said. "You're going to die either way, but I could give you a painful death or an easy one—the choice is all yours. Oh, and I might be kind enough to ensure your wife doesn't find out about your mistress—the secretary—because trust me, you won't rest in peace even in death if she finds out."

"Please! Don't let my wife know! I will do anything you want," James pleaded, falling on his knees and begging Nemesis.

"Good. Why were my parents really murdered? I doubt it was just for their wealth," Nemesis asked the question that was really bothering him.

"I swear, I don't know much. I only joined because I was promised wealth and fame. They refused to share the actual reason with me. But while in a conversation with Leo that one time, he called your parents the 'damn administrators.' But he refused to say any more aside from that, forcing me to never bring up the conversation again. Now that I remember, he was pretty strange then—like he was scared of someone," James said, recalling that moment.