Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 58 - : LOVING THE ENEMY

"Leo mentioned something about your parents being the administrators, but he refused to say more after that, as if he was scared of something or someone. I swear that's the only thing I know," James pleaded, terrified.

"Well, I guess that will be enough to prevent your wife from knowing about your immoral actions—from me, at least. If she finds out through someone else, that's not on me."

"Thank you! Can you please spare my life then? Please, I have beautiful children to take care of. Don't let them lose their father, please!"

"Funny," Nemesis mocked. "You had no problem taking my parents from me, but now I can't do the same to you? Truly funny. I'm sorry, but I can't do that. You have to pay for your crimes. Besides, your kids are better off without a deadbeat like you."

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James was sweating profusely, knowing full well what was coming. "Nooo!!" he screamed, trying to run from the office, but he was too slow. Running away from an athletic man would have been extremely difficult—and from Nemesis, someone with 20% of his game stats replicated, it was impossible. Swinging the dagger he had gotten from Kate, Nemesis ended James' life and left soon after.

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"Brother, you're back! Are you hurt? Did anything go wrong?" Annabelle asked, worried sick about her brother. She rushed to him, trying to confirm he was okay.

"I'm fine. James is dead. I'll be going for the head of the police department tomorrow," Nemesis said, heading to his room to freshen up and get some sleep. The banquet was being held the next day in Apocalypse.

"Get some sleep, Anne. You need it," Nemesis added.

"Alright, brother. Goodnight," she replied with a smile, but deep down, she felt sad. Her brother had taken a life and was completely unfazed by it. It didn't even seem to disturb him. Her heart ached, believing she was losing him to some unknown monster hidden deep within him.

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[Breaking News]

Famous car manufacturing company owner, Eng. James Oswald, found dead in his office. Evidence has come to light that this was the work of the infamous player, Nemesis—or should I say, Greg Austin. Player Nemesis is on a personal vendetta. The police are doing their best to catch the blatant lawbreaker.

Several news broadcasts aired similar reports the next morning, painting Nemesis as evil and dangerous—thanks to government control.

"Hmm, it seems Greg has started his revenge. How bold and arrogant. Guess he's always been that way—bold and arrogant," Kyle commented while watching the broadcast. Lilith sat close beside him.

"Nemesis? The recently promoted god who has two Supremes serving under him? It seems he's as bold in your world as he is in ours," Lilith said. "He's even caught the interest of the Demon God."

Kyle glanced at her. "And what does your god want to do with him?"

Lilith frowned. "My god? He's yours too, you know."

"Whatever. What does he want?" Kyle asked again.

"The usual—either he submits or meets his end. It's a difficult task in our world since he has two Supremes willing to fight for him the moment a big game-changer makes a move on him. But in your world, he's just a weak human like the rest. It should be easier to force him to bend the knee," Lilith explained.

"That's why I was sent to your world ahead of time—to make sure Nemesis kneels and surrenders under the grace of our Demon God, or meets his end before he becomes a threat."

Lilith finally gave up on trying to wrap herself around Kyle and stood up. Kyle did so shortly after.

"It's time to log into Apocalypse. I have a banquet to attend… plus, a friend to say hi to once more," Kyle said, walking toward his room.

"No fair! You're planning to leave me here? All alone?" Lilith whined.

"Not my fault you can't join me in the game. While you're already strong and probably can't get any stronger, I'm different. I can get stronger, and I need to. I won't allow myself to become a meat shield or cannon fodder for you guys," Kyle replied.

"Tsk. What an evil man," Lilith muttered. "He fits the role of a demon so well that sometimes I wonder if he wasn't actually born one rather than being turned into one." She sighed. "Well, I guess I'll go see Mother-in-law."

"Oh, and Lilith," Kyle said, turning back. "Prepare a meeting with the rest of the lowlifes. We should do it sooner rather than later—they'll be needed to track Greg anyway."

Without waiting for a response, he entered his room.

"Tsk. Now he treats me like a maid," Lilith grumbled, heading toward Mrs. Albert's room.

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Walking past his guild members, Nemesis noticed the uncomfortable looks on their faces—not that he cared what people thought of him. Entering his office, he found Jessica already waiting inside.

"How's the preparation for the banquet?" he asked.

"Perfect. We're ready to go whenever you are. The invitation was for guild masters and vice guild masters only. The teleportation scrolls are working perfectly," Jessica reported.

"Good. Thanks for the hard work," Nemesis said.

"My pleasure," Jessica replied.

She hesitated before gathering her courage to ask, "Is it true?"

"Is what true?" Nemesis asked, though he already knew what she was referring to.

"Did you really kill that man?"

"Yes, I did. Just like I said I would. My revenge has begun. And your parents will soon be next. I hope you do your best to protect them—I won't be angry if you try. I'd do the same if I were you. But I won't hold back. I will kill them. Whether you hate me afterward or not, I must end their lives," Nemesis stated coldly.

Jessica looked away, pain evident in her expression. "I understand… I wish things were different, but I guess not." She let out a deep breath.

"The next time I face Greg in the real world, it won't be as friends but as enemies. This sucks. It's really heartbreaking, you know that, right?"

She smiled bitterly. "And do you want to know what's even more painful?" she continued, her voice shaking. "It's the fact that I don't think I can hate you—even if you kill my parents. I love you that much… and yet, I still work under the one who will take them from me."

Sadness washed over her, but she didn't cry. She had already accepted the inevitable.