I still couldn’t fully connect my life to that kind of threat.
But if that gene really existed in every living being—
then humans were in danger too.
And no—
I wasn’t someone who wanted to protect all living things.
I’d rather step aside.
I was selfish.
That’s what my parents always said.
And yet—
the thought that this man could become a threat to Vuduarus made my chest tighten painfully.
Because the people I cared about were still there.
Gwendolyn, Mike, and Dwayne—
my family.
Not by blood. Not by anything official.
But they were the only ones who knew the real me.
And accepted me.
With all my scars, flaws, and... anomalies.
Because of them, I wouldn’t be able to just stand by.
“So my main task right now is to learn how to control my magic?” I asked.
Airis nodded.
“Turns out you’re not as hopeless as I thought,” he said.
I ignored him.
“And from what I understand... there’s a chance a war might start soon?” I asked quietly.
His fists clenched again.
His jaw tightened.
“Maybe,” he replied, just as restrained.
A pause followed.
Barely there.
I broke it immediately.
“And which world would be hit first?” I asked in the same quiet tone.