The silvery halo of the moonlight cascaded down Terragrave Megacity, making the massive city look incredibly grand from above.
Terragrave looked futuristic and, at the same time, incredibly primitive. There are skyscrapers that shoot into the clouds with holographic signs, and even groundscrapers, which are skyscrapers that are built deep into the ground.
People glided through the air using skywalkers. They are shoes that float a meter above the ground, allowing people to glide through the air as though skating.
There were also vehicles that levitated, using the magnetic road's reverse polarity against the car. But vehicles can't fly yet.
Even with all this futuristic tech, there was not a single Silver Knight holding a gun of any kind.
It was for a straightforward reason. If those who had evolved 100 % of their cells were able to dodge a bullet, those who passed the Osympic Test to become New Moon realm Silver Knights would be a catch one between their teeth.
Not to mention Half-Moon Realm and Full Moon Realm Silver Knights.
It was said that if one broke through the Full-Moon Realm, they enter a state where they could absorb solar energy and Stellar energy to further their evolution!
At this stage, one becomes inevitable and undetectable. But that is a story for later.
It was currently midnight at Terragrave Megacity, but at this moment, Terragrave was most bustling!
Everyone had just come out of work during this period, going to restaurants to get food or to the market to buy items.
Silver knights could be seen mixed amongst them with their combat gear on, either going to clear a Spatial gate or heading to the Gym for Training.
"Riiiiiiiiiing!"
The bell rang, signifying the closing time for Aries Star Academy.
Instantly, students rushed out from the massive gates, discussing with their friends as they either walked home or were being picked up for a ride back home.
Born an orphan, of course Vogue didn't have anyone to come pick him up.
He held his backpack on one hand while his other hand was bandaged. He had completely healed from his injuries. But he still had to give the impression that he was still injured.
As he walked out the gate, several students pointed at him, either laughing or impressed with his performance. But Vogue didn't care and simply went ahead on his way.
He managed not to live in an orphanage and managed to rent a small one-room apartment in the RustyGold District. The place was conserved, the slums of the slums, and was incredibly crowded with drugs, prostitution, theft, and even kidnapping.
But beggars can't be choosers, right?
Vogue turned an alleyway shortcut that headed towards the Rustygold district. He had only moved a few steps forward when three figures appeared before him.
"Isn't this the chosen one?"
Vogue immediately recognized whose voice that was. It was Gerald's voice, and the other two students with him were his lackeys.
Vogue rolled his eyes at the cliché plot. "Can't you be more original than bullying?"
His expression was as though he was bored and tired.
Gerald chuckled. "It seems your win over the three Sun-Fiends made you very proud. You think you can now look down on everyone because of an ordinary feat, right?"
Vogue sighed. "Look, I think you really need help. It's obvious your dad touches you at night, which is why you're taking the anger out on me. Trust me, it won't help."
His face morphed into a caring expression as he stared pitifully at Gerald. "Why don't you tell me about it. It will help if you open up to people. Tell me, after your dad touches you, does he make you touch him from the back too?"
The two lackeys Gerald had brought immediately burst into laughter. But at the sight of Gerald's angry face, they immediately covered their mouths and tried their hardest to stop laughing.
Vogue frowned at them and scolded seriously.
"It's actually not a laughing matter, guys. This is serious. Don't mind them, Gerald. You can talk to me. When he touches you, does your third leg stand? I heard baby oil works wonders. Did your dad tell you how tight it is? These details are extremely important—"
"I will kill you!"
Gerald's body shook with raw, pure anger, and for a split second, his eyes exploded as he went berserk.
Before Vogue could react, a massive fist filled with an enormous amount of force connected directly to his jaw.
"Crack!"
A sickening sound of bones breaking echoed through the alleyway.
Vogue immediately saw stars swimming around his head as his sense of direction disappeared.
[+10 pain points.]
Seeing the number of points, Vogue grinned happily. The points weren't too few nor too many; it was perfect.
'Uhn, I should have insulted this fvcker this way for the past week.' As Vogue thought about this, Gerald connected another punch directly against his chest.
"Crack!"
His ribs instantly shattered as shockwaves exploded in the surroundings. Gerald pummeled Vogue so hard he didn't look human anymore.
His lackeys had to pull Gerald back so he wouldn't kill Vogue .
By the time they were done, Vogue had broken all of his ribs as they stabbed at his internal organs. Collapsed lungs, multiple internal bleeding, muscle tears, a broken skull, nose, arms, and even his spine were injured.
With the amount of Pain points he possesses right now, it seems Gerald finally used his evolved cells to reinforce his attacks.
This made Vogue grin from ear to ear.
"Why are you smiling?"
Vogue , who was lying on the floor, battered and stunned, was stunned when he noticed someone at the other end of the alleyway.
His swollen eyebrow had covered his eyes, and he couldn't see properly.
"Who is fhaat?"
From the voice, he knew it was a female, and something about it seemed oddly familiar.
"Hmph!" The female voice snorted, and Vogue felt a soft arm lift him gently.
He immediately frowned and activated a bit of his healing factor. His swollen eyes reduced slightly, and he was finally able to see who it was.