Chapter 1: 1 Prologue

Conor awoke to the sound of buzzing flies drilling into his ears, making him feel like his head was about to split in half. His limbs were rooted numbly to the ground as his mind slowly regained some clarity. He took note of the rather concerning state of his body and let out a sigh of exhaustion.

How many times did he pass out again? He didn't know. Actually, he long stopped counting in fear of going insane. Ever since he got adopted by that damned woman, his life has been a total shitshow.

Speaking of the devil…

"You're back?" A bored voice said from behind him, urging Conor to reluctantly raise his body.

It was a woman sitting on the edge of a steep cliff, looking down into the crashing waves below.

Dressed in her usual military attire consisting of black boots and pants with a non-standard leather jacket, she blankly stared into the empty hip flask that seemed to be always glued to her hand. Normally, it would contain some kind of hard alcohol but Conor figured out a while back that she filled it with strawberry milk.

He never understood why she stored it so inconveniently, nor did he really care. That's because this sadistic woman, whose attractive looks made her appear like a precious wildflower, was a ruthless monster solely using him as a toy for her own amusement.

The bloodless executioner of the southern front.

Viktoria Hawkes.

"Why are you just sitting there like that?" She suddenly turned her head, her eyes piercing right into his soul. "Get up before I make you."

Her commanding voice was absolute, leaving no option for defiance. Yet, Conor tried his luck anyway.

"I was just taking a small breather, you know? Just making sure nothing is broken inside me before it leaves irreversible damage."

"As long as you still have the guts to talk back like that, you don't have to be concerned. Now get up before your muscles become cold."

"Cold? Like your frozen black heart?" Conor murmured under his breath but quickly paled after realizing his mistake.

Looking up, he could already see the manic smile forming on Victoria's face, causing his blood to flow in reverse.

"Oh? Although I like bold people, you should know when not to cross the line."

Her words echoed in the air as she appeared before him in a flash. Before he could even realize what happened, he was already falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Conor almost cursed loudly after knocking on heaven's door mere seconds ago.

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"That's child abuse. I should notify CPS."

"A useless effort. I know the director, so they won't help you."

"Yeah, I figured."

"It was a nice try, though. Not bad."

He really had no way out. The Hawkes family were nobles compared to the common residents of the city and no government institution could tell them what to do. Plus, with her high position in the military, even the police couldn't do anything or the chief and his boss might be fired.

"I'm sorry, little bug. You just have a very punchable face and an extremely nasty personality. It's your fault for pushing me that far"

"Huh, sure it is." He snorted.

Truth be told, she was right. Conor would be in a much better state if he only shut his trap at times. After all, the majority of beatings came from Victoria after provoking her. Of course, there's no way he would stop his only way of rebelling. It was stupid but worth it.

"Come here." The woman's voice turned soft after seeing his face, ordering him to step closer. Following her will, Ethan walked over in silence. He already noticed before that they were on some steep cliff leading into the ocean.

As he arrived at the edge, Victoria stood up and pointed down at the violent waves crashing into the rocky cliffside.

"You see that there? Those waves are the result of multiple different currents coming together and the unique topography under the water."

She explained patiently while pointing at the unique spots where rocks peeked out of the surface.

"If a fish gets trapped in such an irregular flow of water, it doesn't fight against the current. Instead, it finds the rhythm of the moving water and relies on its instincts to preserve energy and survive."

Smiling gently, Victoria patted him on his back…

"I hope you find your rhythm."

…before pushing him off the cliff.

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