14: Unleash the beast!

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14: Unleash the beast!

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mark asked, looking at his mother who was packing some things.

It had been less than an hour since he spoke with his father. He and Cecil had agreed to have a more extensive meeting about their next recruitment plan tomorrow morning; the man needed to get some things in order.

Mark didn't need any preparation; he was ready to start whenever necessary. The only problem was his mother, who insisted on staying by his father's side for some reason.

"I already told you, Mark, I have to be there" her response was firm. Mark wondered if this was the same woman who had cried her eyes out just a few hours earlier. Maybe it was better not to tell her that his father planned to leave. He sighed and scratched the top of his head.

"Alright, but if you want to come back, just let me know and I'll bring you back immediately"

With nothing else to do, he left her alone in her room and went out to the backyard. He took out his phone, the one he used for heroic matters, and saw some messages he hadn't been able to answer before. They were from Eve.

"Can we talk? I need to see you"

He read the message with furrowed brows. Had something happened? With all the commotion, he had forgotten about any other events.

"I'm home, do you want me to come and meet you?"

Even so, he could make time for her. Her power would be very useful in the upcoming war. Maybe she couldn't face a Viltrumite head-on, but as support, she would undoubtedly be a great ally.

At least with her on board, they wouldn't run out of supplies. Maybe it sounded a bit cold to put it that way, but Mark needed to think about surviving and winning before he could think about being kind. At least he wouldn't say it to her face; he would just think it inwardly.

Now he sounded like a bastard. He would be kinder to her from now on to make up for it.

"I'm on my way" she replied and then fell silent.

Mark looked at his phone for a few more moments before turning it off and flying up to his roof. While waiting for Eve, he began to contemplate the new information he had acquired.

A war that had previously seemed almost impossible to overcome now seemed possible. Confidence was increasing, but so were the concerns.

"What do I know about Spawn?" Of all things, he didn't expect to see that guy in this place. He wondered if it was a coincidence or if he really shared the same universe as Invincible.

Spawn—he could say he knew him and at the same time didn't. His brother had bought many shirts with Spawn's image when he was a teenager, and he had done the same because they were cool. He even had some posters with Spawn's image in his room.

But beyond that, he hadn't read any comics about Spawn. He had seen a live-action movie, but it wasn't that good. He knew general things, like how Spawn was supposed to have defeated Hell or something like that, and also God.

He didn't know exactly, but if any of that was literal, then he had many more problems than he initially thought.

He wondered if he would have to kill God in the future. He hoped not. He didn't know how he would do something like that.

He heard the sound of the wind shifting and looked up to see Eve approaching from afar. He could see the tears running down her cheeks, causing him to frown at the sight.

He stood up to greet her, but she was quicker, throwing herself into his arms and hugging him in the process.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He held her and tried to calm her by gently patting her back. She sobbed a little more before starting to speak with a broken voice.

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