The serum that flows through my veins is both a blessing and a curse
In the beginning it was fun, I could run faster than motorbikes, lift the anvils as if they were just a piece of cardboard, my senses were deadly sharp ... But it all came at a price.
All negative emotions gained power ...
If I get too angry or lose control ... A murderous beast goes out into the world
I generally don't have a problem with it, but in my sleep I always fight myself ...
There, frozen in time, in the depths of his own psyche, he comes face to face with someone ... who I hate the most ... himself.
The maple, staring at me, growls in rage, no trace of common sense or humanity to be found in his bloodshot eyes.
Only insatiable hunger and fiery primal madness.
There is always a risk of losing, and this is where this creature of mass destruction will be there while I get stuck here in this mental prison.
As my bloodthirsty twin makes a move to pass, she stops him.
- Kill! Hisses
He may have my rage, but I have something more powerful than anger ...
I focus on imagining the smiling faces of Casy and everyone else.
- No ... We protect ...
It has to mean something ... even on the monstrous side.
The Wild Twin hisses in confusion, then pushes me away brutally and backs away.
The wild side only got out once, when a group of highly trained mercenaries attacked me and Casy in our own home.
When I pushed Casy into a room made for such occasions, I passed out from gunshot wounds.
If the wild side has any pluses, when she's in control, all my abilities are doubled, including my recovery.
When I recreated the eyes, four hundred mercenaries were dead. The wild side was quiet for a long time after this event, it even borrowed its power when I needed it.
But I want or not, I want to thank him for protecting Casy that night. he replied. 'We, we protected'