Maria looked at me, confused—why would I even step inside the shelter? She hesitated, then followed after me. So did the robot, its heavy metallic steps echoing against the crumbling concrete. My presence drew attention like a flame draws moths. Dozens of eyes locked onto me, but especially hers.
Aria, wide-eyed and hopeful, broke the tense silence.
"Are you… are you that demon twin?" she asked, stepping closer. Her voice trembled, yet there was something desperate in her eyes. Hope. The kind that clings to even the sharpest blade for protection.
She stared at my frame—tall, lean, cloaked in an aura of power. The others started murmuring. Lorraine scoffed, folding her arms with a cold, annoyed look.
"That's right. Just protect us already, idiot," she snapped, voice sharp, laced with jealousy.
Jasmine chuckled in amusement, nodding in agreement. Rhian, however, remained silent. She stared at me through narrowed eyes, trying to recall where she had seen me before—even through the mask, something about me was familiar to her.
I suddenly shouted, my voice deep, icy, cutting through the murmurs like a blade.
"There will be no one protecting you now. The military is gone. Maria, is coming with me."
The words dropped like a bomb. Gasps filled the shelter. Every head turned toward the entrance—toward the supposed front line. Empty. Abandoned.
Fear surged like a wave. One of the older men fell to his knees before me.
"Please, sir," he begged, voice cracking. "I know you're the one who's been protecting us. Help us. Provide for us. Don't abandon us."
Others followed. Elderly men, middle-aged survivors, all kneeling before me in desperation, begging like broken dogs.
I looked at them with pure disgust. Parasites. Burdens. Without a word, I lifted one hand, and my robot stepped forward.
With a clean metallic shnk, the kneeling man's head dropped to the floor, severed in a single swing. Blood splattered across the cracked tiles.
The shelter fell silent.
Eyes widened. Gasps turned to horror. They looked at me—not as a savior, but as something else entirely.
A monster.
I chuckled coldly. "Sorry… but I don't need burdens."
The others backed away, no one daring to beg again. Fear gripped them stronger than any Zombie ever could.
Maria turned her head, unable to watch, biting her crimson lips. Her heart was torn. She knew I was right. These people wouldn't last a day out there. But still… the truth was hard to accept.
Samminah stood frozen, shocked by the blood now pooling near her feet. Trish, on the other hand, wore a faint, unreadable smile—like the deaths meant nothing.
In her mind, Trish was already calculating. He's strong… if I could seduce him, maybe I could control him. Maybe everything would go my way.
Then I turned to the group.
"You six. Come with me."
They looked at each other in confusion. Why them? But none of them dared to question. Anything was better than being eaten alive by zombies or slaughtered by my hand.
Maria also frowned. Why them? They were just normal humans. Could it be… because of their beauty?
We left the shelter behind. Every zombie that crossed our path was cut down instantly. Their heads fell like ripe fruit under a blade. The girls walked behind me, watching in awe. I didn't even break a sweat.
Confusion and tension clung to them like dust.
As we moved further, we eventually reached our destination—and what they saw made them stop in their tracks.
A fortress.
Massive, fortified steel walls lined with watchtowers. Automated defenses. Advanced scanning lasers. It looked like something out of a futuristic war movie.
Maria gasped. Even with the entire government's funding, building something like this would take a fortune. Who… what… was I?
Nine robots stood guard around the outer perimeter. The same kind that had just effortlessly slaughtered mutated zombies earlier. They watched silently, glowing eyes locked on everything.
The girls felt a wave of emotions—first admiration, then terror. Their lives were now in my hands. If I wanted something… could they refuse?
Samminah gritted her silver-dyed teeth. Her expression twisted. She pulled her jacket closer, unconsciously shielding herself.
If he wanted our bodies… we wouldn't be able to stop him, she thought, shuddering.
Their fear deepened.
Then we entered through the high-security gate. A blue laser scanned our group. The interior was clean, structured—modern.
There were four separate houses, a shared bathroom, and something they hadn't seen in weeks—running, clean water. Not just water… endless supply of it. They gulped, suddenly parched.
Then they saw her.
A child, sitting on a modern couch, as she feasted on not one, but two whole roasted chickens. She sipped ice-cold water like it was the most natural thing in the world.
My little sister, Noel.
Their mouths watered at the rich aroma. It was unbearable. And then—I removed my mask.
The air shifted.
My face was now visible: raven-black hair, sharp features, and striking emerald-green eyes. I looked different—taller, more refined. Handsomer. The result of countless battles and leveling up. A walking contradiction—youthful, yet terrifying.
Maria's breath caught in her throat.
He's… just a boy?
I looked barely sixteen, maybe seventeen. And yet, I had single-handedly slaughtered zombies, built a fortress, and commanded robots. She couldn't help but stare. His appearance—it wasn't that bad… No, he was Handsome
My gaze swept across the 6 Girls
They shuddered.
Lorraine Point "You?!" They were in shocked and Trish supposed too Seduce me eye's grew dark showing her true emotions
i didn't say anything yet and called Noel too go too her Room then she suddenly fly making everyone shock again
Truly what is this? "Brother who is this girls?" Her voice filled with curiosity
Smiling gently "Don't worry I'll handle this my own" She is confused but sighed helplessly Noticing I'm quite authoritative today
She fly and go in one of the modern house suddenly i spoke too maria "Maria take That Left room and The second house too if you want choose anything you want"
i also handed out 6 Whole chicken and other ingredients adding it up i point at the well too get her water on it
Maria was surprised by my generosity she couldn't help but think He have Favoritism too her?