I was telling the truth. There were only seven thugs inside, and their strength was nothing remarkable, probably just like the ones I'd fought by the city gate. Had they stayed on the same floor, it would have taken me even less time to get rid of them.
And during that moment, I truly realized just how monstrous I'd become.
A thug I'd once needed to be careful around, the kind I would have feared in my old life, was now no different than an ant I could simply trample.
Or maybe there's been a hidden basement inside the house all along, one that holds a buried secret of humanity?!
It had only been a few hours since I inherited the original Aiden's memories, and there was still a flood of information to process. Trying to pinpoint any specific memory that might offer a clue was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Wait, why was I trying so hard to guess? I'm about to meet them anyway. I can just get the answer straight from their mouths."
