Meanwhile, Poland, Warsaw, once the capital of Poland, now one of the cities that was only an element of the past, in the era of the European super state, called the Exalted European Union, but today at the Law and Justice Square, an event took place that was very controversial for ordinary people, due to the so-called double standards, because right here, on that day in the building of the High Court, four high-profile cases were held in one day, and the brown-gray, three-story building of the High Court was the apple of the eye of political forces, mass media, and protesting people who were quickly pushed out anyway by the police who were quite brutally pacifying them, and the media, and various officials entering the building of the High Court, all expecting the end of high-profile cases that for a certain Priest from Italy were like a red rag to a bull for the man he wanted to stop, and he was already talking to the police and the services.
Just today, an elderly priest in a black robe and cap, with golden hair and blue eyes, was observing the large Law and Justice Square, as well as the residential buildings around, usually no higher than two stories, holding his rosary in his hands and praying in silence. And his last memories returned to that one moment, when he spoke, when he confessed a man who did not show him his face, a man who swore that he would fight evil with greater evil, that he would burn fire with fire. The Man Without a Face, for that was the name of this mysterious man, or one of many, because this man had already appeared twice in various places in the world, threatened that he was not and would not be the only one, but at the moment there was one more thing here.
Don Matteo, after talking to Mrs. Doctor Ilene Andrews, currently had his eye on a young man with golden, even golden fiery eyes and hair, dressed in a linen shirt and trousers in the color of deep brown, a man who constantly did not remember his past and had so many secrets. Visions, leading him to this place, which of course made Don Matteo, see in him the Man Without a Face, and Dr. Ilene, still believed in what she saw, not believing in the claim of dreams, she saw how the twenty-year-old Lost Man, named Maximus by her curie, walked among the flames unharmed.
The lady doctor, a blonde with short hair, brown eyes, dressed in a white and blue striped shirt with a tool jacket and brown pants, could only grit her teeth and remember the last moments in the transporter, the flames and the failures of Maximus saving them, in connection with which Ilene Andrews, just like Don Matteo, watched the Lost Man with suspicion, of course Ilene could have questioned the Lost Man more specifically, but her seventeen-year-old daughter stood in her way. Jia constantly defending Maximus even from her.
Today it was similar, as soon as Ilene, Don Matteo with a rosary in his hand, and Maximus appeared in front of the road leading from the square to the housing estates, Jia stood by Maximus looking first at him with the same innocent smile, then at the gathering and her smile quickly disappeared, only her own eyes were enough for her to see how hatred, from both sides, was breaking humanity today, how the police were fighting the angry crowd demanding justice for the first time, and the two-faced mass media were turning the common people into a rabble of barbarians and anti-Semites.
A young girl with tied dark hair, lying on her left shoulder and a golden gray robe with incrustations looked at the crowd and the police. At the boiling emotions from both sides and at the few officials leaving the courthouse, going down the twenty steps showing each time a confident smile mocking the weaker and talking in a similar state about the collection of people, called by them a bunch of lunatics and instigators of hatred. Her brown eyes were literally trembling, filling with tears at the image as terrible as it was and is, breaking the law in the letter of the law, and people fighting injustice were accused of the greatest hatred towards so-called innocent people, comparing them to one man who had to use force to defend his loved ones.
- what is this supposed to be, so many people, Don Matteo, what exactly is going on here, because the emotions expressed by the crowd are terrible. She said Ilene Andrews without taking one eye off the Lost Man and Jia, who was standing closer and closer to him.
- this is one of the nightmares of the Exalted European Union, double standards, please, it happened, you can hear the lively crowd, and the applause of the media, it happened. three acquittals and one life sentence, for saving one's own family. It's terrifying, where is the law, I ask. Don Matteo said, and Jia, wanting to know the whole truth, waved sign language at Maximus, and he responded in the same way, communicating with her in almost masterful sign language, which was also a strange and unknown secret of the Lost Man.
- what are these double standards supposed to mean, someone must be coming out soon, who is it?. Maximus asked and his eyes seemed to burn, from his own emotions remembering only the image of flames and the desire for revenge.
- this is the first of the cases. Here you go, the damned politician!. Don Matteo said sharply and strongly, rarely showing emotions but today it was a special violation of all norms for him because in the Exalted European Union. there was one law, you are with us, we will defend you like independence, and that's exactly what happened.
A fat guy in a black suit, overweight, with a long, pointed black beard and this furious look full of mockery and superiority appeared before the court, he was the inspiration of a super European state, Mordechai. It was him and his case that constantly heated up the rags and mass media, but differently than ordinary people, because Mordechai was currently suspected of murdering a seven-year-old girl whom he ran over with his car when she was walking to school on the crossing, in the designated place and on a green light, but the mass media changed the whole narrative as the political elites wanted. Of course, the lawyers who changed the little girl into a spoiled hooligan who himself invaded the crossing out of anger. The machine that was used against the parents of the murdered child, the judicial and legal machine, the bribery attempts that the child's father never went for, today led to the parents losing their rights to their remaining two children, and the politician Mordechai walked free from prison. This is how European law protected its own and its interests, turning ordinary people into wild beasts, unworthy, cynical, and without scruples, which was of course a big nonsense.
- so he went free after what he did, I don't understand it, but, no, I've heard of many such controversial verdicts, people in business, politics, interests who are above the law, here in America something like that is unimaginable. Said Ilene Andrews clenching her fists, no more so than Maximus himself who didn't take his angry golden eyes off the overweight politician waving at the cameras, but it was to get worse when Don Matteo started praying louder to his rosary, asking the Lord to give him strength.
Just then another of the acquitted came out of the courthouse, it was a black refugee accused of multiple beatings, robberies and assaults with a gun in his hand and rape of minors, everyone thought that the cup of bitterness had already overflowed when this monster in a navy blue suit, with rage in his eyes, would finally be put in prison like everyone else, after a mother and child died with his gun, but that didn't happen. Achmed, was leaving the courthouse as a free man, and the accused, as it turned out, was supposed to be the husband of the murdered woman, for allegedly deliberately causing incitement and inflaming emotions, which of course the crowd could not stand, but the gathered police also had their response in the form of poison gas.
- Lord, give me strength. Don Matteo said to himself, closing his eyes and his cap covering his face in the darkness.
- So this murderer is walking free just like that, because he is some refugee from Africa, what law gives him permission and consent to do so, I do not understand it, these are the so-called double standards. Maximus said, clenching and raising his fists high, to Jia's concern, because what Maximus had to show made the young girl want to disappear from this place full of evil and injustice, and take the Lost Man with her, torn by emotions of rage and hatred.
Jia placed her hand on his right clenched fist, and Maximus, looking at Jia now, gasped and lowered his hands. He also could not understand why and how Jia was able to extinguish such extreme emotions in him even now. On the other hand, when Maximus looked into those trembling big brown eyes, he did not want Jia to suffer from his actions, words, anything, because she was the only one who had shown him heart so far, unfortunately Don Matteo himself was supposed to add fuel to the fire.
- Unfortunately, this is how it is in our Europe, here foreigners have greater rights than native inhabitants, their religion is replacing our Christian one, it is also for this reason that the police and services ignore my warnings, Lord give me strength because. Said Don Matteo tightly clenching his hands on the rosary, so tightly that one of the wooden balls hanging on the string broke in his hands.
- I, I regret that in Europe there is no such law as in America, in America when an immigrant kills a native American he immediately sits in the electric chair, and now I regret that No Face has not chopped them yet. No!, I said it, what is happening to me. Said Don Matteo falling to both knees broken by what he said, by how his emotions won over him just like evil wins in the Exalted European Union, a super European country where refugees can burn, rape and murder, and the guilty person will be an ordinary person.
There were more double standards, however, because from the brown and gray courthouse came out a certain angry redheaded woman dressed in rainbow colors, a feminist accused of beating a young woman and her two children, a daughter and a son, because, phew, the woman got married and honored traditional Catholic values, which of course made the feminist furious. Miriam furious, and today the beaten mother, beaten and humiliated by the mass media was called a racist and inciting hatred. and her children were to be taken away from her. The trial itself was to take place in a month and in the same court, a trial that the same judge would preside over, because that's what she chose. Now, to the delight of the provocateurs, the mass media and a few officials, Miriam was leaving the high court building as a free person, and the court and the law gave another license to aggression against mothers who honor traditional values, mothers who had the courage and audacity, according to the Exalted Union European, to fight against the very successful euthanasia movement for unborn children.
- It's terrible, she calls herself a feminist, she! After all, she raised her hand against another woman, attacked her children, her son and daughter, and now these children are to be taken away from their mother, and this Miriam is leaving the court as a free person, no, I can't stand it, how glad I am that in America our society is returning to the tradition of Christian upbringing. What is happening here is a normal confusion, how can such people be acquitted. Ilene said with such great fury that this time Jia had to restrain her from fury, taking her clenched fist in her hands.
But it wasn't over yet, because there was one more trial, and it had just ended, and the angry crowd made it felt in the form of a powerful booing, while the media, and hired and paid provocateurs raised shouts of joy, because the last to leave the court building was a man bound from hand to foot in heavy chains, dressed in an orange convict's straitjacket, a man with an angry face, because what could you call the sentence passed on him.
As it turned out, as Don Matteo told it. Maximus passed all the knowledge to Jia in sign language, that the case concerned a man named Brandon. The case itself was very loud in the mass media, and social media, because there was an attack on a mother and child, the attack was allegedly carried out by two immigrants, armed with machetes, everything was recorded by cameras and a few observers, currently the entire recording often appears on the web, although it was quickly deleted and accounts blocked. However, the news spread in the world about how a brave man, a father of a family, saved his wife and eight-year-old son from aggression and possible murder, but in the Exalted Union European there was one law, and the law was immigrants. Anyone who raised a hand against them was a criminal and Brandon committed probably the greatest crime, despite being a policeman, today he was a man stripped of his dignity.
- Brandon, as soon as he saw what these two immigrants wanted to do to his son and wife, pulled out a gun and killed them on the spot, but as you know and not from today. In the Exalted Union European refugees are allowed to kill and native citizens are not even allowed to defend themselves, and Brandon, shooting and killing two immigrants, threw real thunderbolts at himself, now he is a wreck, but he did not admit guilt, even when the legal machine took his son away from him and his wife. Brandon is a man of justice and truth, he had no intention of lying even when his wife was threatened with death, because he was the first and last to say that on social media, there was quite a fuss about it, but the media blamed him alone, now Brandon no longer has a son, he was taken from him and given to an immigrant family, now that boy is dead, because it was revenge on him for the fact that Brandon never publicly admitted his mistake, and called for the fight against this plague. Lord help me, give me strength, because I am losing, please. Said Don Matteo, still kneeling and with difficulty looking at the image of realized injustice.
- I am tired of looking at why we are here, why you are showing us this. Said Ilene Andrews, looking angrily at the cursing servant of God, currently defeated by his own emotions boiling inside him.
- because that's what Maximus told me, he saw something, he saw something, I'm here to stop the Man Without a Face, but now it's so hard for me. Said Don Matteo.
Dr. Ilene was about to say something, to pull the priest, but someone started pulling her, and it was Jia, suddenly Ilene and Don Matteo as soon as they looked at the young girl in gold-gray robes with inlays, both saw that someone was missing next to her.
- where is he now. Ilene asked.
- there it is, what's going on, his right hand!. shouted Don Matteo, and Jia as soon as she looked back, saw a furious man, full of fire in his eyes, a member who opened his sparkling hand at the moment when the police began the assault on the angry crowd demanding justice, when the three acquitted. Mordechai, Ahmed and Miriam, called the protesters a collection of animals, hissing instigators of hatred, and they were ordinary people demanding justice, then Maximus and his right hand sparkling with thunder opened, and from the sky, the clear sky, a powerful thunder fell, striking the police cordon and knocking down the terrified people.
Dr Ilene Andrews, looking at it from a lying position, already knew that what she saw was not a dream, what she saw, how Maximus walked between the flames was real. And Don Matteo lying next to him saw in this not a man but a dark angel of vengeance, or a confidant of divine justice, suddenly emotions, revenge made something shine in the vision Maximus, a young man with golden hair and eyes dressed in a brown linen tunic took a few steps back and looked back, looking into eyes full of fear. Maximus already knew that what he had done had terrified Jia, had caused her suffering, Mximus looked back and the body rushed to run, to leave everything before a strong grip on his hand and then the sound of shooting stopped him.
Someone started shooting and another terrifying scream made the gathered people flee in every possible direction, while the police, armed forces prepared to fight the furious crowd had no way to respond to such great firepower, because shots from the second floor of a small house cut two police vans through and through, in two parts, leaving behind only broken steel.
But it wasn't the police who were the target of the bomber, but the three acquitted, and their lawyers, when the next shots were fired Maximus covered the image of blood and suffering with himself, hugging Jia tightly so that the young girl wouldn't have to look at it, and the burst from the sniper rifle reached and literally cut the three acquitted, politician Mordechai, immigrant Achmed, and feminist activist Miriam, all three as well as their lawyers were practically mowed down like grass around their waists and fell to the ground squealing from the unimaginable pain that the Faceless Man inflicted on them.
- Faceless Man, why are you doing this!. Don Matteo shouted loudly, rising from his knees, watching as the assassin in a black caftan, with a black mask without a face, fired again, leading merciless bursts towards the fleeing lawyers, wanting to hide in the building of the high court, and the provocateurs who were well paid by the Exalted Union European to cause trouble and support their own, wounding them each time in the chest and heads. Blood, bones, everything exploded, leaving behind only a bloodbath, justice that only a few could do, and the last burst addressed to the reporters cut them and their four cars, leaving only broken bones and metal.
- please stop, stop!. Don Matteo shouted to the Man Without a Face standing on the second floor, and the man himself when he shot all the guilty, leaving only Brandon on the battlefield. An innocent man, a man with a big smile looking at the bloodbath, the Faceless Man himself hid his sniper rifle and pulled out the tube, passing it to the few reporters who managed to survive and were now broadcasting live to the whole world, from a lying position.
- I am the Faceless Man, I am Condemned for Life, I am the one who burns evil with greater evil, the one who fights the enemy with his own weapon, this is my next scar, and there will be more, where injustice spreads, you will all hear me, I am your nightmare. The Faceless Man said then, threw the tube and disappeared into the unknown, but before he finished he pressed the button causing a powerful eruption, a detonation that crushed the walls of the high court and scattered windows, glass forty meters away, no more than a powerful dense cloud of dust.
As Don Matteo looked up in shock, he looked at his ghost, the Man Without a Face, and Ilene constantly watched everything around, after Maximus himself released the power of thunder in his hands, and Jia continued in his safe embrace. It was Maximus who set everything in motion, pulling Jia after him, taking Mrs doctor in his left hand, and shouting with all his might to the priest.
- We don't have time quickly, I saw it again, something is approaching and in the nearest future, maybe even today, today we have to be in the city of Gniezno, I saw it there, please let's get out of here, quickly, we have to. Maximus said, and Don Matteo, after sobering up after the events, after the lynching carried out by the Man Without a Face, looked at the one who wielded great power, able to call pure thunder from the sky, just like Dr. Ilene, who was being dragged by him.
- it's true, tell me, did you walk on the flames, or did you, tell me. She said Ilene, withdrawing her right hand and pushing Maximus, up to the wall of one of the residential houses here behind the falling cloud of rubble.
- who are you, an angel or maybe a devil, tell me what are you. Don Matteo asked, sprinkling Maximus with holy water and holding out a cross hanging on a rosary in front of him, but he saw no sign of steaming, burns or screams, which of course suggested another possibility to the priest, Don Matteo thought he was dealing with an Angel.
- holy water doesn't work on you, nor prayers, a cross, you were at the rectory, what are you. Don Matteo asked.
- exactly, tell me, and don't lie to us anymore, do you hear!, did you really cross the flames. Ilene asked, pressing Maximus to the gray building, one of many former capital of Poland, the city of Warsaw, even Jia demanded the same question with the movement of both hands
Ilene watched together with Don Matteo, watching every reaction of the young twenty-two-year-old man, and Maximus looked at Jia, with regret and guilt, because he did not want to do what he did in front of her, and even more so he did not want to lie to her, which he effectively avoided.
- I, it's true I walked through the flames, because I felt and feel internally that they would not hurt me, I did not say it because I did not want you to be afraid of me. I do not know who I am, how I did it, and today I repeated it, but these emotions, this injustice, made me boil, I could not look at it any longer, I had to do something, I had to, I. Maximus said, squeezing his eyes shut tightly and spreading his hands as if waiting for a blow now. But the real blow was yet to come when a few angry rioters, refugees, came out from behind the bend, who saw the sudden detonation and seeing the terror among the Polish community decided to run out into the street and raze the nearby shops to the ground.
But it was the image of a priest in a black cassock, with a cross on a rosary hanging around his neck, that made the angry rioters, refugees go into a rage. Their eyes were filled with anger and a desire for destruction, twenty ragged people immediately pulled out of their pockets, brass knuckles, pencils and various sharp tools, Dr. Ilene seeing the inevitable gasped reaching for Jia. Don Matteo closed his eyes expecting his end in such a ruthless and vulgar way when the same words were uttered.
- Burn the infidel!. Twenty refugees shouted at the same time, but at the same moment a thunderous voice stopped them all no more than the image of the impossible.
- run away you unscratched boors!. Maximus shouted at the top of his voice, raising his left hand burning with living fire.
- it's true again, he, he, he!. Dr. Ilene squealed, clutching her head and her short, light hair, watching as the Lost Man, who no longer remembers his own past, mumbling about some vision, threw a burst of living fire from his own hand, burning the earth and everything he hit.
- what are you, no!, don't become like them, like the Man Without a Face, you can't!. Don Matteo shouted, running to the Lost Man, but his own cassock fell under his feet and the priest swallowed himself. Don Matteo, not wanting to accept evil as an answer to another evil, could only watch, watch as the flames blew up the earth and streets, and the terrified twenty refugees fell to the ground, squealing in a fit of fear, but the wall of fire that was created never hurt anyone except fencing off the troublemakers.
- you, you, you?. Don Matteo asked not believing what he was seeing, looking at the wall of fire and Maximus looking back, and his hand fading from the fire, which Jia took in hers, giving him full trust. At the same time being the one who stopped the anger and the worst that could happen to bad people.
- you did it for us, for her, me. Who are you, flames, lightning, what. Don Matteo asked. Shocked Dr. Ilene Andrews grabbed her daughter's left hand with a strong grip, trying to pull her away from something that in her eyes was no longer human. But a strange perversion, or a visitor from another world.
Dr. Ilene as soon as she grabbed her daughter's hand, trying to pull her away, which quickly brought its effects, and Jia as soon as she stood face to face with her mother, began to wave her hands violently and chaotically, being angry at the lady doctor.
- you're crazy, this thing is a perversion, it almost killed people twice today, in the square now here. Face it, this is a monster, this thing is not human, it can be dangerous, and it has some visions, he saw it. She said Dr. Ilene with a quick sign movement.
- now I had another vision if that's what you mean, and yes, you forgot yourself, I understand perfectly well what you're signing there. Maximus said trying to approach, but the terrified doctor stepped back and with a quick and violent pull hid her daughter behind her while the flames behind Maximus' back smoldered with great force. What Maximus saw, the Lost Man, hit him, his own sense of guilt, because he knew that Ilene was doing it to protect her adopted daughter, she was doing it out of fear of him, what he had protected everyone from for so long, but now everyone knew the truth, the powers that could do harm, the powers that he himself had no idea about, apart from the knowledge that they were inside him, and that was already the second of the powers.
Maximus looked at Ilene's terrified face, shocked Don Matteo and his blue trembling eyes, then he looked at himself at the squealing people, finally his golden eyes warned the face of a young girl, the only one who showed no fear in front of him, but he himself felt fear because he didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.
- forgive me, I don't know what I am, where I got these powers from, I learned fire a day ago, now I'm learning another one, but you have my word, I won't threaten you anymore, I'll take care of my last vision myself, the city called Gniezno, I'll do it myself. Said Maximus repeating the last words with a quick sign movement, then he turned around and looked at the burning wall of fire where the fugitives in the distance were screaming at the top of their voices.
If one soul could scream today, they would certainly do it, but they couldn't, they couldn't, Jia could watch as her friend, the man she owed so much to, left her, and maybe never came back. but that didn't mean Jia couldn't do anything else, suddenly Jia pushed Mrs doctor and the priest aside taking the first three steps, and Ilene's scream made Maximus know how to react now, especially when shots were fired in front of them.
The twenty fleeing refugees on the other side of the burning wall were simply chopped down and cut through, that was the moment when Maximus had only a second to react, he immediately turned around and lunged at Jia, knocking her down to the cold ground and covering her with his own body. In the distance, shots could be heard and even flashes that Jia could see perfectly from behind the shoulder of the man defending her. It was also the moment when the young girl felt that extraordinary warmth radiating from the Lost Man, that safety, that happiness, Jia in spite of the whole world and what had happened, embraced the Lost Man tightly and tenderly, enjoying this moment. Believing that Maximus would not leave her today, and if he wanted to leave, she decided to do everything to keep him in place.
Finally, silence reigned on the other side of the fiery wall, and the wall itself slowly began to extinguish, the terrified Ilene and the shocked Don Matteo ran to the Lost Man and Jia, who were just helping each other to stand up, and when Ilene hugged her daughter tightly, she looked over her shoulder into the golden eyes of the Lost Man. She saw great sorrow in them, she herself also felt sorrow and guilt today, because when the shots were fired that could have hurt her daughter, it was this man with strange powers who rushed to help her daughter, and now he was looking only at the bare ground again, angry at himself.
- Thank you. She said Ilene Andrews, and when she looked into her daughter's eyes, she waved her hand a few times. Her every movement made Jia beam with joy, then she hugged the Lost Man tightly again.
- Now I see that you are not angry. Don Matteo said, raising his trembling hand, his fight with fear lasted only for a moment, because Jia was hugging the Lost Man and he hadn't hurt her, quite the opposite. This was another time he had saved her, it allowed him to overcome the inner fear of the servant of God. Don Matteo placed his hand on the shoulder of the man he knew so little about, except that he had strange powers worthy of an angel, and once again he saw a strange vision leading him to the city of Gniezno, one of the first cities of the Polish tribes, when the Polish Kingdom was just being born.
- me, watch out. Maximus said sharply again, quickly standing in front of everyone when someone spoke from behind the dying wall of fire, in a voice all too familiar to the servant of God, the voice of a man calling himself the Condemned for Life, the Man Without a Face, and it was him, emerging from behind the broken wall and the image that Jia could not look at.
- now I see that you wield more than just raw power, fire, thunder, who you really are, no, it makes no difference anyway, me, us. What has been started, maybe I will not succeed, for this you need someone extraordinary, with real power, someone like you, not like these titans, they have all this in deep disregard. Said the man in a black caftan with a faceless mask, leaving his hands in the image of destruction and his perfect ruthlessness.
- enough monster, stop, stop being my greatest ghost, what you are doing. Don Matteo said sharply before he looked at his own hands and understood what he had been reduced to again, to his own weakness and succumbing to rage.
- What are you doing to me, why are you doing this to me, why?. Don Matteo asked once again, falling to his knees.
- It's not me what I'm doing here, but this world. Exalted Union European, they're doing this to you, I know, I saw how much emotion you were tormented by there on the Law and Justice Square, which is sorely lacking here in Exalted Union European, but understand one thing. Innocence is the greatest illusion of life, it's not in you, well maybe apart from this small one, apart from dreams, and a few other elements, but you, you got to know the taste of this evil, that's why understand what I'm doing, we, I, I have to do it so that you don't have to follow in my footsteps, that's why I'm saving the world by fighting evil with greater evil, that's why I'm the Condemned for Life, I know you certainly won't understand it, although you're so close, aren't you. So close, but to the point, to really change the world you are needed, I need you. Faceless said, extending his right hand to the Lost Man, and he himself took a step back, looking into the mask without a face, without emotion, with black visors covering his eyes, listening to his every word.
- What are you on about?. Maximus will ask.
- What do you want from him, monster?. Ilene Andrews asked, standing on the right side of the Lost Man, putting aside her fear and prejudices.
- You want to make him your soldier, I won't let you. Don Matteo said, rising from his knees and standing on the left side of the Lost Man, with a rosary and a cross in his right hand.
- You have no say in this anyway, it's his decision, just like you already did, right, leave them as you wanted. Strike a blow against evil, take revenge on those who will provoke your hand, you have the power within you, because only with power can you change this world, all you need is that. Said the Faceless Man waiting for the Lost Man's reaction, everyone looking into his mask tried to see anything that could show his emotions, but his face was hidden behind the mask, his right hand was calmly waiting in place, and his voice was quiet and calm, without emotion, without feelings, and Maximus could do anything, because he had already wanted to defend Jia, Ilene and Don Matteo from himself, with his powers, and now everything could make him actually go after the Faceless Man.
Currently, the silence of the Lost Man was a greater unknown here, and the Lost Man himself, Maximus, looked at the scorched earth, at the image of what he had done with his dangerous power, but when he was about to make a decision, he again felt a strong, almost powerful grip of his right hand, Maximus looked behind himself and saw a face full of fear, anxiety. But not because he was close, but because Jia was afraid of losing him today, she was afraid that the Lost Man would suddenly leave like he wanted to do just a moment ago, and she didn't want that, she couldn't even imagine it, but suddenly her grip loosened when she saw the glint in his golden eyes.
- no. Maximus said first in a whisper, and then when they looked back at the dying wall of fire, turning to the Man Without a Face.
- no!, I won't follow you because I don't want to be like you, besides, I have my own affairs in the city of Gniezno, something is calling me there. Maximus said, clenching his fists, and the Man Without a Face hid both hands behind his back and stood sideways to everyone.
- Gniezno, interesting, interesting. There, the Exalted Union European has its research facility, they wanted to build a nuclear reactor there but suddenly from one day to the next they abandoned this plan, interesting, there is some chain of events in this, maybe there, well, it doesn't matter, from what I know soon, maybe even, no, it will definitely be very loud there today so you have to hurry. Have a nice journey, my friend walking between fire and thunder, between revenge and friends, until we meet again. The Man Without a Face said and disappeared around the corner of the road leading east to the city of Warsaw, the former capital of Poland, now part of the super state of the Exalted Union European.
- wait, he said there was more of him, he said "WE", what does that mean, Gniezno, Exalted Union European facility, Maximus, tell me what's taking you there. Don Matteo said quickly.
- first of all, not here and not now, quickly to the airport, I have to think how we'll get there, and once again thank you for everything, if it weren't for you. She said Ilene Andrews again thanking the Lost Man, after which her confidence and strength returned to her face and her brown eyes.
- I did what I wanted, what he would have done a million times, and now Mrs. Doctor. Please lead me to this, the airport, whatever it is. Maximus said both speaking aloud and moving his hands in sign language, causing momentary joy to appear on everyone's faces, and happy Jia once again, as always, pulled Maximus, the Lost Man, by the hand, to whom she gave the name of the great American hero, the vanquisher of communism and Nazism. She led him down a long street towards the Warsaw airport, led in front of Ilene and Don Matteo, towards a new and perhaps dangerous adventure, but she didn't care that much, for her the greatest happiness was that Maximus, didn't leave her, although he had many reasons to do so, and still didn't leave her in this difficult moment.
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This chapter is in its own way inspired by real life, because in Europe, I encounter so-called double standards too often. Where the bigger, richer, influential can do anything, and doesn't worry about the law, even in my own city I had a similar event, when the mayor ran over an old lady on a pedestrian crossing, and to this day she walks free and continues to hold the position of mayor, and the family that lost a loved one was either intimidated or bribed and is currently silent, there is too much of this where great people and so-called special castes, measure themselves above others, and Europe is currently in a difficult situation due to so-called economic immigrants, there is too much of it.
Returning to the chapter itself, who is the Lost Man, Maximus, who wields extraordinary powers, did such a man with the powers of thunder and fire really exist in any world with Godzilla and Kong, did such a person really exist, probably not. It doesn't change one thing, Maximus, the Lost Man who only remembers flames and the desire for revenge, today he rediscovers his own abilities, who he is, what he is, whether he is an angel or maybe the Devil, although holy water did not work on him, here everything is possible. Just like his possible opposite, namely the Faceless Men, because that is already certain, there are more like him, since they have already appeared in two places almost simultaneously twice, it means only one thing, it could even be a whole army of the Damned for Life, there are really many possibilities.