"What the hell are you talking about?"
Ul'Thakar questioned with a frown.
Zylarith revealed the truth—
"Anomaly.
That's my son."
And the instant he did, the entire room turned dead silent. Only after about a minute passed, did Ul'Thakar manage to let out a word.
"…huh?"
Zylarith looked at him without a change in his expression.
"He… is your son…?"
"The one you killed for inheriting the System."
Zylarith nodded and a picture formed in Ul'Thakar's head.
"He's… the Anomaly?"
He couldn't believe it, but then he shook his head.
"No, that shouldn't be possible. I killed him, I felt the Universe devour his soul."
Zylarith's death, that time he knew something had happened, that somehow, Zylarith had escaped, but that boy, Ul'Thakar was one hundred percent sure he killed him.
"I know that. I did not say you failed to kill him."
Zylarith explained, his explanation, however, only confused Ul'Thakar even further.
And that was when Orravyn spoke up—
