2025-10-29 21:37:02About thirty minutes after the chaos at Neon Wears—where Michael had not only destroyed Charger and his men but also wrecked Becky’s Bentley—he and his friends found themselves at another luxury store across town. The tension had died down a bit, but Barry and Jace were still visibly shaken. They had begged Michael to avoid Neon Wears entirely after what happened.
Michael, calm as always, had insisted they finish their shopping there, but his friends flat-out refused. They were terrified Becky would call the police and have them arrested for assault and property damage. In their minds, Michael might be able to beat up security guards, but he couldn’t win against the law.
Michael didn’t care about the police—not because he thought himself invincible, but because he knew how to handle such matters quietly. Still, seeing how anxious his friends were, he decided not to argue. He only sighed and followed them into the new store to keep their minds at peace.
For the past half hour, Barry and Jace had been sneaking glances at Michael, their faces filled with disbelief. The same Michael who used to get bullied in class? The same Michael who never fought back, who once got slapped by a junior and didn’t even raise his voice? The same guy had just sent Charger’s men flying through the air like rag dolls.
Jace couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Bro… where the hell did you learn that?” he asked. “Like, since when did you start fighting like that?”
Michael smiled faintly, shaking his head. “Just been practicing secretly,” he said coolly. “I got tired of the bullying, so I found an online master who’s been training me for a while.”
“Online master?” Barry repeated, frowning. “Like YouTube or something?”
Michael shrugged. “Something like that.”
The two friends exchanged a look of relief. So that was it—beginner’s luck. A lucky streak. Nothing mystical or mysterious.
Barry slapped Michael on the back and laughed. “Man, that was wild though. You saw Charger’s face? He looked like a cartoon character missing a tooth!”
The memory made them all laugh. Jace couldn’t stop reenacting how Charger’s men flew through the air and crashed into Becky’s car. “Boom! Boom! Boom!” he said, waving his arms dramatically.
Barry wiped a tear from his eye, still laughing. “Man, I can’t wait to see the memes! Charger’s livestream must’ve gone viral by now!”
They were still laughing as they stepped into the store. This one was glossier, larger—filled with gold trimmings and the scent of imported leather. It screamed class. The trio stood there for a while, admiring the elegance.
Just then, a sudden scream pierced the air.
“MICHAEL!!!”
They all turned. Three stunning girls, dressed in designer clothes and holding shopping bags, were waving excitedly from across the room.
“MICHAEL!!! Oh my God, it’s HIM!” one of them yelled, bouncing on her heels.
Barry and Jace froze, then turned to Michael with wide grins. “Bro…” Jace whispered. “You just became famous.”
Barry elbowed him. “See? You don’t need Jane anymore, bro. These baddies are literally screaming for you now!”
Michael chuckled modestly. The girls started calling him names:
“Campus Bruce Lee!”
“Lancelot of Moons!”
“The Dragon King!”
All making the boys laugh even harder.
“Wave back, man!” Barry urged. “Don’t be shy!”
Michael hesitated, then gave a small wave. The girls squealed even louder and started running toward them, throwing their shopping bags aside as if they couldn’t wait another second. Barry and Jace stepped back, clearing the way dramatically.
“Open your arms, bro,” Jace whispered, nudging him. “Time to embrace your fans!”
Michael awkwardly spread his arms open. The girls kept running—until they reached him… and shoved all three of them aside.
Barry and Jace crashed to the floor, and Michael staggered but caught himself before falling. The girls didn’t even look at them. They brushed past, their perfumes trailing behind, and ran straight toward someone standing behind the trio.
Michael turned—and froze.
It was Michael Braken, better known as Mikel, the campus green belt karate champion. The girls squealed and jumped into his arms like he was a movie star.
For a moment, Mikel looked confused—but when the girls started hugging him and calling him “the strongest man on campus,” he went along with it.
Barry’s jaw dropped. “What the hell?”
Jace scowled. “They thought that Michael was this Michael!”
Michael just sighed, rubbing his temples. “Let them have it. It’s fine.”
“Fine?!” Barry barked. “Bro, they’re giving your credit to him! That’s YOUR slap that broke Charger’s tooth!”
Michael laughed softly. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t need the attention.”
But Mikel was thriving on it. He hugged the girls tighter, posing for selfies and videos. Within minutes, his phone started buzzing uncontrollably. When he checked it, his Gram followers had skyrocketed—from less than 5,000 to over 250,000 in half an hour.
“What the—?” he muttered, scrolling through his notifications. His DMs were blowing up—from girls he had admired for years, from campus influencers, even from people outside the university. Some were calling him a legend, a hero, the “Dragon of Moons.”
He blinked in disbelief. “Did I just become… famous?”
One of the girls giggled, tugging his arm. “Of course, you did! We all saw what you did to Charger! You’re amazing!”
Mikel froze. “Ch–Charger?!”
“Yeah!” another girl said dreamily. “You destroyed him and his men! Everyone’s talking about it!”
Mikel’s eyes widened in panic. ‘Charger? The same Charger who beat me up last semester?’
There was no way. He wasn’t even there!
Trying to keep his cool, he laughed nervously. “Ah, right, right. Yeah… that Charger.”
The girls clung to him tighter, squealing. “You’re the strongest man on campus!”
Mikel forced a grin but was sweating bullets. He excused himself, saying he needed to “use the restroom,” and hurried away. His heart was pounding.
“Who the hell beat up Charger then?” he muttered to himself as he locked the door behind him. “And why does everyone think it’s me?”
He stared at his reflection in the mirror, realization dawning slowly.
“…Wait. Don’t tell me… it was that other Michael? Can’t be, he’s a weakling.”
Outside, the girls were livestreaming, tagging him, calling him “Campus Dragon King.” The store’s speakers were filled with their laughter.
Meanwhile, a few aisles away, the real Michael was silently checking out outfits with his friends—calm, unreadable, and smiling faintly at the irony of it all.
For the first time in his life, he didn’t need recognition to feel powerful.
The world could keep worshiping a fake. He didn’t care.
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Lawrence stayed quiet for a moment. The celebration continued around them, but he barely seemed to hear it. He stared into his cup before finally speaking. "I wasn't forced into the experiment." Michael listened without interrupting. "I signed up because I thought everything else was boring." Lawrence gave a humorless laugh, "Life didn't excite me anymore and I didn't have a family waiting for me at home. No parents, no brothers, no sisters… Nobody who'd cry if something happened to me." He leaned back in his chair. "So when they announced the super soldier program, I volunteered almost immediately. I thought it'd give my life some purpose. I thought it'd make me stronger… Mentally." His smile disappeared, "But then I met the others." Lawrence looked toward the fire burning in the middle of the gathering. "Some of them had wives, some had children, others had parents begging them not to do it. I watched them struggle with the decision every single day." He sighed deeply. "They
Chapter 448
Everyone slowly came out of their hiding spots after the deafening blast faded. For a few moments, nobody spoke. They simply looked around the dark clearing, trying to understand what had just happened. "What happened?" One of the soldiers asked as he lowered his weapon. "I heard a loud sound..." Another muttered while scanning the forest. Their eyes soon landed on Michael and Mira lying motionless on the ground. Several doctors and soldiers rushed toward them immediately. Ian reached them first and looked over the twins before turning to Lawrence, who was still catching his breath nearby. "What happened?" Lawrence wiped the sweat from his forehead before answering. "Their last move drained them completely, they poured everything they had into that attack." He looked at the unconscious twins with quiet respect, "They'll wake up when they gather enough energy. Just make sure they're comfortable." Ian nodded, "You heard him." The nearby soldiers responded at once. "Yes, sir." T
Chapter 447
Barry skipped over in excitement. He greeted Monica warmly before leaning closer to the two-month-old baby in her arms. "Hi, Xavi... Haven't seen you in a while." Monica smiled softly and adjusted the blanket wrapped around her son. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to stay in Snow City longer than intended. Part of me was still wishing that... Adrian would pop up." Barry's expression softened immediately as the memories of DC Factory came rushing back. Adrian insisting that he escape with the totems, and staying behind while he got away. His shoulders slowly dropped as the familiar guilt settled over him once again. "I see..." He said quietly and looked back at Monica and forced a small smile. "How long will you be in Sunset?" She looked down at Xavier before answering. "However long I feel like. And besides..." Her smile turned bittersweet, "Richard is buried here. I want Xavi to be a little closer to him at least." Barry nodded. "You're more than welcome to stay here." Monica
Chapter 446
The underground gambling center was unusually quiet when Barry and Jace arrived. The building looked like an ordinary warehouse from the outside, with faded paint, shuttered windows, and a rusty metal sign that gave no hint of what was hidden beneath it. That was exactly why they had come in the morning. Most of the customers were gone, leaving only the staff, security, and the people running the operation. Barry adjusted the cuffs of his suit before stepping through the entrance. His upgraded eye scanned the room immediately, marking hidden cameras, armed guards, and every possible exit. Jace walked beside him with both hands in his pockets, though the mechanical arm under his sleeve was ready to strike at any moment. A large security guard blocked their path. "Private property." He said coldly, "Turn around." Barry smiled politely. "We're here to ask a few questions." "We're not interested." "I'm afraid that wasn't a request." The guard reached for Barry's collar. Before hi
Chapter 445
The twins attacked at the same time with Lawrence. The three of them moved almost as one, giving the two remaining ferals no chance to regroup. The creatures growled and backed away, but they quickly realized there was nowhere left to run. The thick forest surrounded them on every side, and the people standing before them had already learned how they fought. One feral charged Michael first. It swung both arms wildly, hoping to overpower him through brute force. Michael stepped into the attack instead of retreating. He caught both fists and swung with a great amount of strength, sending it to stumble sideways, but it recovered almost instantly. The second feral rushed Mira. She vanished just before its claws reached her, it looked around in confusion until she reappeared behind it with a spinning kick that struck the back of its knees. The creature dropped to one leg. Before it could stand again, she fired a crimson blast into its shoulder and knocked it several meters through the
Chapter 444
"That's one less feral to worry about." Michael pulled the spear free from the creature's throat, stabbed it into the soil beside him, and calmly rolled up his sleeves. "Impressive throw." Mira said with a grin as she nudged the stiff feral with the tip of her boot. "I can't wait to finally be done with these poisonous bastards." Lawrence shifted awkwardly beside them. His eyes lowered to the ground, and he quietly looked away. Even after months of rehabilitation, hearing ferals insulted still made him uncomfortable… He had once been exactly like them. Michael noticed the reaction but chose not to comment. Instead, he looked at Mira. "Enough. Onto the next." He picked up the spear, turned, and continued walking through the mist. Lawrence silently followed close behind. Before Mira could even take one step after them, something burst out of the thick fog and slammed into her side. She barely had time to react before the feral tackled her to the ground. They rolled violently acro
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