Creation Of All Things-Chapter 40: Adam And Selene 1

"Impressive."

Adam turned, his eyes narrowing as he took in the figure before him. His surprise was brief but genuine—it was her.

Selene.

She stood with effortless grace, a knowing smile on her lips.

"I must admit," she mused, her gaze sweeping over him, "even with the artifact, you remain untouchable. Impressive. How about this—you join my family, and in return, I'll grant you anything you desire."

Adam let out a short chuckle, shaking his head. "Tempting, but there's a problem with that offer." He spread his arms wide. "I have a score to settle with someone in your family."

Selene's smile faltered slightly.

"But now that I think about it," Adam continued, rolling his shoulders, "maybe it is a little petty. After all, he's just a kid. But I like being petty, especially when it comes to revenge. My sister died that night because of him. And from what I've learned, harming a member of your family means harming you all… so why stop at just one?"

For the first time, Selene's expression darkened. She searched her memory, trying to recall if anyone in her family had wronged him—

And then it clicked.

"You mean what young master Mark did," Becca rasped from the ground, slowly pushing herself up. She wiped the blood from her lips and stared at Adam with newfound recognition. "Then… you must be Adam Dhark."

Adam exhaled sharply. He hadn't meant to reveal so much, but emotions had gotten the better of him.

I need to get that in check.

Reaching up, he pulled off his mask.

—

On the Rooftop

Alice's breath hitched. She had suspected, but hearing his name confirmed everything.

"That's him," she whispered.

Joshua, still trying to make sense of the chaos below, frowned. "Who?"

She didn't take her eyes off Adam. "The cousin my mother told me about. That explains his strength… and everything else."

Joshua groaned. "I know now's not the time for a deep dive into the whole 'superhuman' thing, but if we survive this, you are explaining everything."

Alice didn't reply. She simply watched as Adam stood against Selene, the tension between them thick enough to suffocate.

—

Back to Adam

Selene's lips curled into a smirk. "You've grown stronger since the last time I saw you," she admitted. "Shame we're standing on opposite sides."

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Her gaze lingered on him, an unreadable glint in her eyes.

Then, as if connecting the final pieces of a puzzle, she let out a soft chuckle.

"So that's it. You're her brat. Freya and Raphael's son." She tilted her head. "No wonder you're this strong."

Selene's gaze softened—just slightly—as she regarded Adam.

"I have no desire to fight you," she said evenly. "You're the child of one of my closest friends. That alone is reason enough for me to ask you—one last time—to stand down and return the orb. I will handle Mark's punishment personally. I had already intended to do so when I learned of the incident, but then you happened."

Her eyes darkened. "You disrupted my operations. You took something that belongs to me."

Adam chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, no. Mark's punishment? That's mine to handle. And as for the orb…" He tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Let's just say I don't trust leaving something that dangerous in your hands. Who knows? I might end up being one of your victims."

Selene's expression remained unreadable. "So you understand its purpose," she murmured. "And judging by your confidence, you know it hasn't been activated yet. That's why you don't fear it."

She sighed, shaking her head. "Whatever you think I'm planning, you're mistaken. The orb isn't just some tool for destruction. I intend to use it for a greater purpose, something far beyond your comprehension."

Adam's smirk didn't waver. "Yeah, I'm not buying that," he said flatly. "Given your history and everything you've done so far, I'd say the orb is much safer with me."

Selene's patience was thinning. She inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, then fixed Adam with a cold stare.

"This isn't a game, boy. This is a matter of life and death. Give me the orb while I'm asking nicely… or face the consequences."

Adam squared his shoulders, his expression hardening.

"Like I said," he replied firmly, "the orb stays with me."

The shadows around Selene stirred, writhing unnaturally as if alive. The air grew heavy with an unseen force.

Her eyes locked onto his.

"Final warning," she said, stretching out her hand. "Hand over the orb… or we do this the hard way."

"Do as she says, Adam!" Becca shouted, desperation in her voice. "She'll kill you if you don't!"

Adam barely spared her a glance. "You're in no position to talk," he said coldly. "You chose their side, so don't expect me to listen."

Selene sighed, shaking her head. "I won't kill you," she said, her tone almost disappointed. "Out of respect for your parents. But that doesn't mean I can't break you. I'll find a healer later."

Adam's eyes narrowed. His parents? The way she spoke—it was familiar. Too familiar. Then, suddenly, like a sharp sting in his skull, something tried to surface. A memory? A feeling? He couldn't grasp it, like trying to catch smoke with his bare hands.

Then—she was gone.

Before he could react, boom!

She was right in front of him.

A pale hand shot out—palm open—smashing into his face.

The world blurred.

The next thing he knew, he was slammed into the ground.

BOOM!

A crater exploded beneath him from the force of the impact. Dust and debris shot into the air. Pain tore through his body, and before he could even groan—

SHLICK!

Something pierced his knees. His elbows.

Adam gasped, blood spilling from his lips. His own shadows had turned against him, stabbing deep and pinning him in place.

Selene stood over him, completely unfazed.

"Stay down, boy," she said, her voice calm but absolute.

A/N

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