Ethan’s P.O.V. (Continued)This phase of my age is called a rebellious age, and if you have an intelligent mind, sometimes you assume that you can change the world, or burn the world when you become angry, or everything around you becomes too suffocating to bear.I guess I was also affected by the same hormonal changes when I wrote this program, thinking about every possible scenario of escape if I get caught by hackers while running the program.But after my rebirth, I realized that you can’t act all the time recklessly when you have lives dependent on you.Like my siblings.I came back to life for them, and that’s why I was still cautious when I started working on this new mission.By now, I knew that the system would help me whenever I needed it, but as I said earlier, trusting someone except me was the most difficult task for me.So, I don’t trust the system either.I still had questions about the cost that I paid every time the system rewarded me with something.Till now, I haven

Iris’s P.O.V.“Kids, this is Mr. Norton. He will give you a tour of the school and help you with your schedules, and lockers etc.” The woman from earlier, Ms. Voss, told us with a professional smile on her lips.“Mr. Norton.” Both Walter and I greeted Mr. Norton in unison with a slight bow.“Good morning, kids.” Mr. Norton, a tall and handsome man in a black suit, greeted us with that professional smile that all the employees here had.I don’t know what was wrong with Ethan and how he managed to bring us here.He had changed…He suddenly changed during that gun fight in the alley that day.He killed…He erased our traces like an expert.Just a few hours before that incident, he screamed at the top of his lungs when a rat jumped on his work desk.Then, it felt as if he became possessed.His moves, the stillness in his eyes, no hesitation, no fear, just an instinct that I felt…When he caught that gun and shot with precision and without hesitation….I couldn't even breathe for I don't k

Ethan’s P.O.V."I will meet you two for lunch in the cafeteria assigned for all the scholarship students, Walter. Stay low, don't try to mix up with the kids here. They are completely of another level, but don't let them bully you." I instructed Walter while putting my bag and other stuff that I got from the school on an empty desk to the space assigned to me."Mr. Norton said that school treats every student equally, and yet the scholarship students have a different cafeteria," he complained angrily.I smiled helplessly, but this was better for us."At least no rich kid will be there to ruin our appetite." I teased him with a faint smile."Only you can laugh in this situation," Walter groaned, but I just shook my head lightly."I am hanging up now. I also need to help Iris," he grumbled, and before I could say anything to him, he hung up.I wanted to say to him that he needs to spend more time with Iris from now. We have different wings in the hostel, and with so many activities writ

Ethan’s P.O.V. (Continued){the fingers with rings holding a gun}Same fingers, same drumming, but now on the gun.{“Skills are not enough to survive this world, kid}My breath hitched when I saw two faces.Bloodied, losing their lights.One was someone I would die for.The other was someone I shouldn't have known, yet his death made my chest tighten.{That cold tone filled with amusement had the cruelty of the whole world}“Hey, bro? Are you okay?” I looked up and saw Nathan looking at me with a furrowed brow.I looked at Ashton and saw him watching with the coldest gaze that I had ever seen.“I…. I am okay.” I mumbled the reply, and it was then that I realized that I was clutching my chest, and my face had sweat beads.The room temperature was cold enough that we didn't sweat.I sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed my chest.Strangely, I wasn’t as shaky, as I had anticipated.Emotional suppression.I remembered.It clarified the sudden calmness in my voice.The first day, thes

Ethan’s P.O.V. (Continued)A room in chaos…Bright screens everywhere….Security footage….algorithm…. coding….“How did this happen?” someone roared, sounding enraged.“They were in front of us all the time. There is no way that he has done this….Everything went black in front of my eyes for a few seconds, but before I could blink…That very same room appeared in front of my eyes again…I froze…On three different screens appeared three different but very familiar faces…No…This can’t beNot them…Please, not them…“This boy is good with coding and algorithms. He must be the one.” Someone yelled, pointing at one faces…“Our system is hacked…. Someone is trying to break the firewalls.” Someone yelled.At the same time, the boy whom they pointed out stood up with his bag and started walking….“He is not the one.” Someone mumbled, disappointed, angry….“Find him, now.” A commanding roar, and then everything went black again….I jerked my head to get rid off the headache.I breathed out