12 Chapter 12 (2/2)

”Then why did you command me to inform you today?!” her voice was furious now.

”I just wanted to hear your sultry voice, Miss Mellisa. I missed you. Let's meet up later, okay?” I replied in words which only she could hear.

”FUCK YOU!” she roared on the other line.

”Oh... Mind your language Miss Mellisa. See you later. HAHAHA!” I said and cut the call off.

”I'll also be going out this afternoon. Got to report to the school for a final interview.” I informed my family.

”Okay. See you tonight, Damon. We'll eat dinner together, okay?” my mom said.

”Sure, mom.” I replied with a smile.

”Where to, Sir?” a mechanical voice queried. I had kept the flying transport ship. Of course I bought four more for each of my loved ones.

But the one who I rode first belonged only to me. I was quite particular in that way.

HAHAHA!

I went on time and before long I found myself standing before an old man.

We were alone in an extravagant office that seemed more suited for training rather than an interview.

Weights of different sizes and workout equipments scattered on the spotless floors of the room.

”A psycher. Hmmm. Try to read my mind.” The old goat asked.

”You want me to attack you.” I uttered what he wanted me to do.

”Please.” His voice reached my thoughts. HAHAHA! Another delver of the mind. What a surprise indeed. I commented in silence.

”Okay. Get ready for a beating old goat. HAHAHA!” I sent a message directly back to his head.

”BANG!” the room imploded before turning into a brilliant supernova that demolished everything in the area.

After our sight returned, all we could see was a deep crater where the university was previously located.

”Who are you?!” the old goat roared his question.

A gigantic construct created by his psychic power had totally enclosed his body in a fiery display of power and might.

”I am your new master, old goat. HAHAHA!” I answered and a majestic palm enshrouded everything in the scene.

It was so huge that the world we were on appeared tiny in comparison.

”BOOM!” debris rose from every direction after the vast palm struck true to its target.

”HAK!”

”HAK!”

”HAK!”

Coughing noises rose from the large hole on the ground.

”You are not…

HAK

human…” The old goat coughed loudly. He tried to rise up but his injuries were grave enough to incapacitate him for a while.

I pointed a finger and his head exploded in a messy spectacle of flesh and blood.

”Let's finish this. I don't have much time, Dean of the School of the Gifted. HAHAHA!” I laughed out loud.

We were back in the room and no wreckage affronted our sight.

Only the countenance of the old goat before me changed as he was swimming in beads of sweat from head to toe.

”Yes, Master! As a confirmed evolver, you need to choose a field of study. Either as a mech pilot or a pure evolver.

Your servant awaits your instruction, Master!” the old goat responded.

His body trembled and he would have already collapsed if not for my influence that forced him upright.

”Who would want to be encased in a can? HAHAHA! Register me as a pure evolver.” I replied and turned around, leaving behind the shaking figure of the old goat.

Now time for some needed R & R. HAHAHA!

”Let's take a ride, slut. And don't forget to bring another cunt with you.” I whispered to nobody and anticipated the sweet juicy rendezvous later.