"You were the only man I respected in this entire universe. But now, look at you..." the Master said to Hal, who lay on the floor with tears in his eyes.
"Why...? Did I really deserve this? Why did you do it?" Hal wiped his tears.
"Hmm... That's an interesting question. Do you know how many people die every second? How many children starve to death? Do they deserve that? No. Sometimes nature is cruel. Sometimes people are cruel. But as for why I did it—fate. Matt was meant to die from the start, but I gave him a chance to see you one last time." The Master spoke calmly.
"Why did you do it? Why did you turn my son against me?" Hal’s tone shifted from mourning to fury. He stood up, unleashing his energy. The ground trembled, and both Hawks and Elizabeth struggled to keep their balance.
"Listen to me, Hal. You abandoned your son for the sake of your crew—that was your mistake. I found Matt bleeding out on the ground, barely clinging to life. I saved him, trained him, and when he learned of my ideologies, he joined the cult of his own free will. I did nothing to turn him against you. You did that yourself," the Master shouted.
Hal vanished in an instant and punched him in the face. But the Master didn’t move an inch—he only looked at Hal with an unwavering gaze. Hal clenched his fists and struck again without hesitation, but this time, the Master blocked it effortlessly and smiled. Hal’s breath became ragged as realization dawned on him. His body trembled, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Master..." Elizabeth called out.
"We’re leaving soon, don’t worry," the Master reassured her.
"No... that’s not it. Your arm..." she whispered in fear.
The Master looked down at his arm, still smiling. The arm he had used to block Hal’s punch was completely shattered. Bones jutted out at unnatural angles.
"This? Just a minor injury," he said casually before turning to Kichu.
At that moment, Roco stepped in front of Kichu, raising his gun at the Master.
"What do you think you’re doing?" Roco demanded.
"Oh... You must be Roco. Thanks for watching over him all this time," the Master said with an amused expression.
"How do you know me?" Roco asked, confused.
"Haha... I love your curiosity. But I suppose it's time to leave. Kid, don’t lose him. He’s precious." The Master turned away and walked toward Hal.
"Anger makes people weak. If you had been in your right mind, you could have killed me. Farewell, Sir Hal. You still have my respect," he said before vanishing into the darkness with the Rook and the Bishop.
Sam arrived moments later, scanning the area. "Is everyone okay?" he asked. Then, he saw Hal kneeling on the ground, his face streaked with tears. Sam rushed to his side.
"Sir Hal, what happened?"
"I failed, Sam..." Hal whispered, his voice breaking as he wept.
Meanwhile, Roco was still trying to wake Kichu.
"Kichu... Wake up..." He called out again and again, but there was no response. Desperate, he lifted Kichu in his arms and turned to Sam.
"Please, help him. Is there a hospital nearby?"
"Yeah, I’ll take you there." Sam hesitated for a moment, glancing back at Hal, but Hal was too lost in his own world.
Sam led Roco to the hospital, where they immediately began treating Kichu.
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Into The Reality
Science FictionA teenager living a normal life in this world realizes that there is more worlds other than his tiny earth . He goes through the universe lead by DEVILS. Would he save the universe? OR would he become one of the DEVILS?
