Benjamin read the files and immediately understood the diabolical ways in which Norman had massacred so many people within the prime estate that awful day.He had learned their weaknesses, biologically and strategically. Through his endless trials and errors, Norman Sullivan had come to understand the biological structure of everyone, mostly humans, but more specifically, the members of the Whiteridge family's Prime Estate's barracks. The Whiteridge soldiers have always been Norman's primary source of inspiration, as all the endless experiments he conducted for years were aimed at further enhancing the genetic alterations of the Whiteridge soldiers, thereby increasing the family's core support in terms of both quantity and quality. After all, the desire was to dominate the entire globe, and that needed to start by dominating the superhuman production market, according to Norman.Hunter sighed, massaging his temple as this entire history narration was causing him a headache.“Norman

Now that the conversation around Norman Sullivan was done with, Hunter cleared his throat, his demeanor showing that he was setting a serious mood.“Now, would you like to know about your parents, my boy?”The mood definitely followed Hunter's setting and Benjamin sat with a slightly hunched posture.“My parents. Grandpa, how long have you known about the death of my parents?”Hunter shared a look with Herbert McKlin before answering with an awkward expression.“I….I've known the truth about the death of my son and daughter-in-law for a few years, before I reached out to you.”Benjamin stared at his grandfather in utter silence that was heavy with tension.“You knew that my parents were murdered all these years, and you never mentioned it to me. Grandpa, what if we never discovered the things we know now? Would you have ever told me the truth?”Hunter sighed, bringing a hand to his temple.“First of all, my boy, I would like to apologize to you. Benjamin, I'm sorry that I kept the tr

General Titus wanted to immediately scold Benjamin, even though he is the heir apparent of the Whiteridge family. To him, the patriarch's well-being will always come before the recognition of any power.But then, he held back his tongue as a realization crossed his mind. He spoke with a dark but calm tone, eyes sharply reading the young man.“You're usually very aware of yourself and your surroundings, Master Benjamin. What caused you to lose control to such an extent that you didn't even realize that your grandfather was being affected?”Prime Butler Herbert McKlin was the one to reply calmly.“Lewis, he knows the truth about the deaths of Master Dallas and Madam Caroline.”General Titus's back stiffened when he heard those words and he whipped his head to face Herbert with a horrified expression before turning back to face Benjamin.“Oh.”There was nothing to say at that point, and it made Benjamin’s heart shudder in coldness.Once the doctors were done, they confirmed that the pat

“Oh, you can make a joke of your situation so soon. How dare you just sit back there and let me poison you as some sort of twisted self-punishment? How am I even supposed to go in and take over knowing that I had practically murdered my own grandfather?!”Benjamin didn't hold back in scolding his grandfather as he held the old man's hand tightly, but hit him with his human strength. His other hand balled into a fist and placed on Hunter's chest, along with Benjamin's head as he cried heavily.“What if those antagonizing elders find out that I was somehow responsible for your death, huh?! I would have been charged with murder! They wouldn't have hesitated in tagging me as a usurper who needs to be locked away forever! Then what would have been the gain of passively watching your own grandson take your life, huh?”“Jeez! You're so cruel, Grandpa! Don't you ever repeat what happened today! How would I even begin to explain your death to my grandma, huh?!”Hunter had tears falling down th

April hummed as she thought of the past but didn't let it get to her. “It gets easier to deal with over time. But rest assured, it won't be that bad for Jason and Anthony. Even though we can't predict the power they would possess, I came up with a way of ‘guiding’ the genetic alterations into an opposing affinity to the powers of those two generals of the supreme master. How that would manifest, though, only time would reveal.” General Lewis moved the conversation forward. “And what about the rest of the Whiteridge soldiers? How would they be made useful in the upcoming war against this old enemy of the family?” Benjamin commanded his AI assistant, Andy to show everyone in the room what he had in store. Within the heir apparent's phone, the holographic adult bald man showed up, larger than ever. He bowed towards Benjamin. “Understood, Master.” He disappeared, and in his place is the screen that showcases a presentation as Benjamin spoke. “With the Whiteridge soldiers, their u