“What if it’s some unwanted guests? Perhaps people who have mission messages that ordered them to kill us” said Serena with a hollow tone.

“You’re right. But, I doubt scheming people would knock the door like this” said Bold.

Serena could not offer a counterargument. Someone casually knocking on the door, it was unbelievable for an enemy to do it in this circumstance.

“Leave it to me” said Mikhail.

He typed on his wristboard and summoned his ‘lumos angel’ unit. He then placed both of his hands on his eyes and immediately the look of the summoned unit changed.

“I’ll go check up on the door” said lumos angel with a low voice.

Her long dark dress swayed as she hopped over the doorsill and pranced towards the door. Upon opening it a European looking man with a greyish face who was roughly fifty years old was standing there with tattered clothes.

“Hello, lady. Mind if I ask you if a boy named Mikhail lives here or not?”

The lady gave him a cold look then a giant liquid hand emerged in front of her and slammed his chest, knocking him off the stairs and unto the ground.

“Ouch. Hey, what did I do?” yelled the man.

“You exist”

Hearing the woman’s cold reply the man became even more puzzled. And the confusion doubled when the woman puffed into nothingness. Taking his hands off his eyes, Mikhail curved his mouth down and crossed his arms.

“Why the hell is he here” he mumbled to himself.

“Who is here?” asked Gabi.

Mikhail sighed, got up and walked out of the room. Bold and Amanda followed him immediately while the others slowly got off their chairs.

“What do you want?” said Mikhail upon seeing the figure of the man.

“Ahh, there you are. My little boy” said the man with overdramatization.  

“Don’t BOI me, asshole”.

“Mikhail what’s going on, who is he?” asked Amanda concernedly.

“He’s my father. The drunken bastard in his full glory” hissed Mikhail.   

When seeing both Bold and Amanda, the man created a polite smile on his face and waved his hand.

“Hi, the name is Rasputtin. You two are?”

“Ah, My name is Bold, pleased to meet you”

But Amanda did not answer. She only observed Mikhail for a response.

“What do you want?” hissed Mikhail.

“Ehh?”

“I am asking you what the hell do you want?”

Hearing his son’s strict tone Rasputtin gave him a silly smile.

“I’m just here to greet you. I was just hanging out in this town until the wave started. And a message saying that you were here. And I just wanted to say hello”.

“Yeah, right. As if you care about anyone” grumbled Mikhail.

“Hey hey, chill, my son”.

“I am chill” said Mikhail in a grumpy tone.

Rasputtin hopped over to the door and slowly walked towards Mikhail.

“I know I’ve been a terrible father. I’m just here to say sorry”.

“What am I going to do with your sorry? Get away from here, you old fart” said Mikhail.

“I’m just saying forget all about the past, okay. There is no need to be hung up over it”.

“Yeah. Cause it will be convenient for YOU”

“Mikhail, my son. I’m very sorry. I searched for you for years. Just to apologize. And when I was abducted into this death game I was sure that this place will be my deathbed. Until just now. That my son, my own flesh and blood is here with me”

The man stretched his bulky hands with brown skin towards Mikhail. But he slapped it away.

“Keep your fussy hands off of me” said Mikhail as he gritted his teeth and shot daggers at him with his look.