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(3rd)
[Meanwhile back at Eden]
Jormungandr awoke from his slumber, feeling an overwhelming surge of pain shoot through him like electricity.
His eyes snapped open, revealing red sclera and dilated pupils. He broke out of the capsule that had contained him and began wreaking havoc on everything in his line of sight, making the soldiers, scientists, and workers in the laboratory flee in terror.
"Fucking fuck! Fuckity fuck! Goddamn you, Rogue, and your fucking ability!"
He felt utterly humiliated, treated as a mere joke by his traitorous younger brother, his brother's women, and his offspring. To make matters worse, his other treacherous brother had appeared out of nowhere and killed him!
Jormungandr wanted to kill them all in the most grotesque ways imaginable. However, he needed to tie up Cain and his nephew first, so they could watch as he brutally violated all of his brother's women right in front of him.
'That actually sounds like a brilliant idea,' he thought, a sadistic gleam lighting up his eyes.
A jolt of excitement surged through him at the mere thought. As much as he hated his younger brother, he had to admit that he had exquisite taste in women. All the women fighting against him and Fenrir, except one, were top-tier beauties with stunning figures. The ones that caught his eye the most were Uta Figarland, a pink-haired woman whose name he didn't bother to remember, and a striking purple-haired woman.
He'd have his way with them before turning his attention to the women his brother had undoubtedly been with, and even those he hadn't touched yet.
But before Jormungandr could execute his wicked plans, he needed to grow stronger. His battle with Cain had shown him he was nowhere near a real threat to his younger brother. If he hadn't had Fenrir's support, he would've been defeated long ago, and that infuriated him.
He also needed to ask his father for an upgrade to his ability. While powerful, its main drawback was that it grew too large, making him an easy target and significantly slowing him down. If he could convince his father to enhance his speed and perhaps his strength, he would stand a better chance against Cain and finally get his revenge.
After destroying a few more things in his rage, Jormungandr calmed down and looked around at the devastation he had caused. A horrifying realization dawned on him, and his face twisted in dread.
"Fuck... Dad's going to kill me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with fear.
His father had warned him that the next time he lost control and destroyed something with Eden, he would face severe punishment. Now, he wished Rogue had succeeded in killing him.
"That's a severe understatement." Jormungandr turned to see his brother with an expression of exasperation. "Why, of all places, did you have to throw a temper tantrum in one of the labs?! Do you have any idea how much this damage is going to cost us? For fuck's sake, Jormun, you're nearly seventy years old! Fucking act like it!" He exclaimed, massaging his temples as a headache began to form.
Once again, Jormungandr had proven that high intelligence doesn't guarantee wise decisions. Ironically, he consistently ranked in the top ten on the IQ exams that their father administered yearly.
Fenrir admitted he had anger issues too, but unlike Jormungandr, he had the mental strength to control his rage before it spiraled out of control.
Jormungandr growled, wanting to argue, but he held his tongue. As much as he loathed to admit it, Fenrir was right. He had let his temper get the better of him, and it would cost him dearly.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it..." Jormungandr sighed.
Fenrir narrowed his eyes at him, silent for several seconds before shaking his head.
"Sure you do," he said, changing the subject. "Did Rogue kill you, too?"
Jormungandr growled at the mention of that name. "Yeah, he did."
"Great. Now we have to deal with Rogue on top of the ADC, Uta Figarland, and our nephew." Fenrir's headache intensified as the situation with Cain weighed heavily on him, and he inwardly cursed their father for putting them in this predicament.
As loyal as Fenrir was to their father, he wasn't blind to his faults. He never understood why their father was so obsessed with getting Cain back. Losing Cain hadn't significantly reduced Eden's military power, nor was he crucial to the organization's goals; if he had been, their father would've made it abundantly clear.
Chasing after Cain was setting them back. Their father's obsession had led Eden to squander an exorbitant amount of resources and manpower in an attempt to retrieve him.
If Eden hadn't had numerous sources of income and the financial backing of multiple billionaires and nearly every country in the world, it would've gone bankrupt decades ago.
Fenrir had often asked their father why Cain was so important to retrieve. He let Rogue leave without issue—well, that wasn't entirely true. If Rogue had requested to leave, their father would have denied them instantly. Instead, Rogue left a note stating that he was done with their father's bullshit and was deserting Eden.
Everyone expected their father to lose his shit and demand they bring Rogue back so he could give him the ass-beating of a lifetime. However, much to everyone's disbelief, he scoffed and said, "Good riddance."
Fenrir still couldn't comprehend why their father had allowed Rogue, one of their strongest members, to leave Eden. Countless theories flooded his mind, but none made sense.
Rogue was loyal, caused few issues, was a force to be reckoned with, and possessed a powerful ability that even Cain would struggle against.
Yet, despite all that, their father simply allowed him to leave. Because of their father's inaction, they now had to deal with Rogue.
It made Fenrir want to tear his hair out in frustration.
"I'm still processing the fact that we have a nephew. How the fuck did we not know about him?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," Fenrir sighed.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK HAPPENED HERE?!" The two turned to see their brother Odin with a furious expression.
Odin was a tall, muscular man, standing approximately six feet five inches, with light brown skin. He had wavy dark gray hair with blue ends that passed his shoulders and reddish-brown eyes, along with a golden strapless eyepatch over his left eye. Additionally, he had a short yet thick, well-groomed beard.
"DID A MALE AND FEMALE SHUUKI MAGICALLY TELEPORT IN HERE AND START FUCKING?!" He spotted Jormungandr and Fenrir, narrowing his eyes at the former.
In an instant, Odin appeared in front of Jormungandr, cocked his fist back, and punched him in the face, sending him flying backward into a wall.
"That's for fucking up my lab, you daft cunt!" Calming down, Odin turned to Fenrir, his expression still furious. "Get the fuck out of my lab; the old man wants to see you two." He then knelt beside the wreckage, crying dramatically. "My poor lab. Is it too much to ask for something nice?!"
Fenrir and Jormungandr stepped into their father's office, immediately catching sight of One-Tap and Snatch a few feet away from the desk. Sweat trickled down their faces, and their bodies trembled slightly. Their father stood on the opposite side of the desk, his back turned to them, radiating a dark, oppressive aura that soon seeped into the twins, reducing them to a similar state of paralyzing fear.
'Fuck, he's really pissed!' Fenrir and Jormungandr thought.
"You two took your time," their father said, his voice eerily calm, yet sharp with cold fury, sending shivers down the spines of all four siblings. "Close the door."
Jormungandr complied, shutting the door while Fenrir moved to stand next to the twins. Moments later, Jormungandr joined them, his expression anxious.
"Tell me everything," Adam ordered.
The siblings reported their findings, and when they finished, silence filled the room as Adam processed the information.
First, Cain had officially become a member of the ADC, not just an employee anymore. Second, he was entangled in romantic relationships with multiple women, including three chiefs of the ADC and Uta Figarland. Third, he had allied with Rouge. Fourth, he had significantly increased his power and had gained the ability to transform into a dragon. And lastly, and perhaps most shockingly, Cain had an adult son named Lanius.
Adam felt a whirlwind of complicated emotions upon the revelation that he had a grandchild. Typically, he would suppress his feelings, experiencing mostly cold anger, subtle annoyance, a tinge of melancholy, or imperceptible joy. Yet, for the first time in decades, he felt genuine happiness at becoming a grandfather.
Yet, along with that flicker of happiness came a wave of sorrow, regret, and anger.
He regretted missing out on Lanius's childhood, realizing he would never have the chance to build a proper relationship with him. The anger bubbled up from the frustration of learning about his grandchild's existence only now. How his spies or even his sons have failed to uncover Lanius's existence baffled him, igniting an urge to strangle someone.
As for the other revelations, his frustration only grew, and a headache began to form, fueled by the increasing complications he now faced.
Retrieving Cain would now be a far more challenging endeavor. Not only was Cain more powerful, but he was also backed by the Japanese government, the Figarland family, and Rouge.
If it were just Rouge's support, Adam thought, it would have been much easier to bring him back, but with the backing of both the Japanese government and the Figarland family, he knew he had to tread carefully and, crucially, gather more firepower.
He knew just how to obtain it. But first, he would need to punish his sons for their failures.
End.
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