Chapter 1: Amon Tang (2/2)

Amon had both hands in his pants pocket as he walked over and sat down in front of the two girls. Julius and Sonia sat beside the two. Sonia, despite being Amon's mother, was afraid of him; just his gaze made her want to look away and not turn back.

”I am Amon Tang.” The indifference in his voice was so cold it made them shiver.

Julius thought he was only being like this because he was defensive about losing his grandparents and smiled: ”These two are my daughters, Maísa and Julia. I hope you all get along well. They are the same age as you.”

”Humph!” Maisa snorted and looked away. She thought Amon was being too arrogant.

”I'm Julia.” She said with a giggle, ”Don't worry about my sister, she's in a bad mood.”

While Julia had big breasts and a slender body, Maísa was almost as flat as an airport runway, but she had more ass than Julia and they both had dark purple hair and greenish-brown eyes.

The two girls were beautiful, the most popular in school in fact, and rarely had a falling out despite their personalities being so different.

”It's fine.” Amon had a sharp look in his eyes as he gave a simple answer.

”Err. I made dinner.” Sonia, who was restless, said with a forced smile: ”Why don't we all eat first?”

”I'm not hungry, I want to sleep.” Amon's tone was cool and calm, sending shivers down Sonia's spine.

”O-Okay, you can go.” Sonia stuttered. She didn't know why she was so afraid of this son of hers: ”If you get hungry, let me know; I'll heat up the food for you.”

Maisa looked at Amon with an extreme sense of ridicule as she casually crossed her legs over on the other side. In the silence, she seemed to be insinuating: Aren't you acting too arrogant?

At the dinner table.

”Mom, does he go to the same school as us?” Maísa asked, feigning disinterest: ”By the way, what year is he in?”

”Err...” Sonia felt ashamed to answer. With a sigh, she said sheepishly, ”He was homeschooled, taught by his grandparents.”

”Ohh...” Maisa didn't expect that; she wanted to laugh but held back.

”Mom, what level of genetics is he at?” Now it was Julia who asked. She sensed that the mood was getting weird and wanted to change the subject.

”I haven't had a chance to ask that question yet, so I don't know either.” Sonia has not had a chance to broach this subject and, as their lineage wasn't very good while also not having many resources in the village where Amon's grandparents were, she didn't have much hope.

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In the bedroom, Amon took his hands out of his pockets and oddly enough, the nail marks and the blood that dripped from them were gone.

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<Fury Gene + 1>

<You have reached the Twenty-First Level of the Fury Gene>

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The texts appear on Amon's retina.

Despite the fact that he hadn't seen it happen for a while he ignored it, Amon lay down on the bed as he controlled his breathing. For a long time he was taught by his grandparents, and now he wasn't so impulsive as to let himself get out of control so easily.

But that didn't mean it was easy for him to control his fury. His slightly raised eyebrows had the arrogance of a young man and, on closer inspection, there even appeared to be some cruelty.

At age 5, Amon had unlocked the fury gene. Since then, he had extremely violent behavior and could hardly control himself. This was also the main reason his parents didn't want to take custody of him and why he was pushed to his grandparents.

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