"How do you like priesthood?"

"I actually like it way better than I thought! And I think I've got a knack for it!"

"You won't be able to flirt and date around again, though."

Abel laughed, ruffling the children's hair.

"I'm busy, wait 5 more minutes, ok?" He returned to the phone.

"What's to regret? The children in my parish are very adorable, the people— oh yes Ma'am, I'm glad your prayers came true! Ah Sir, I put the patterned cloth there."

"..."

"I'm really sorry, Saturday mornings are always busy!"

"Did you just... set our call to 5 more minutes?"

"Ahahah, don't mind it! I can play tag with the children anytime — but when else does my darling brother call me?"

Cain cleared his throat.

"Ahem, it seems you really do adjust well to the priest life. I never expected you to be a priest, but I'm glad you found something you love."

"Aww, thanks brother!"

Abel laughed again. Priesthood had always been Cain's dream. Holding masses, serving the community, tending his own small backyard garden — it really did bring him joy.

But at times, he'd feel a pang of guilt.

Cain should be enjoying this too.

"How about you, dude? The missions going smooth as always?"

"Well, we kept an 80% success rate. The 20% is when Major General Kim called us to retreat."

"And you still have that perfect headshot streak, I assume?"

"Yea—"

Cain caught himself.

This symbol?

"Brother?"

"I'll call you back."

He sneaked into the laboratory.

No, no, no!

Cain fell to the ground, covering his retching mouth.

The door opened.

His eyes widened.

"Dang, why the heck do they take so long?"

"You know the national labs, haha. Bet they didn't expect any intriguing results."

"Still though, this experiment gives me the chills. What if it went wrong?"

"Nah, how bad would things get? Even if they die, we still have other divisions in the special ops—"

Cain leaped toward the door.

Before they could scream, he whacked them unconscious.

He ran out — sirens blaring in the air.

"Who is it?"

"Cain, Sir — the newest recruit."

"How did he get into the lab?"

"Our system recorded Dr. Isabella's passcode."

"Wh— ah, that damn smart kid. He must have tailed her."

The door banged open.

"Sir, emergency, Sir!"

"Don't you see that we're in a meeting?"

"But you have to see this! The special ops in the office have been eating others — and the corpses seem to go hostile within a minute. There have also been similar breakouts in the Max Shopping Centre and riverside neighborhoods."

Major General Kim's eyes widened.

Jax went to the shopping centre for lunch.

Elle had been excused for late attendance. She lived in the riverside neighborhood.

"Who among the special ops remained?"

"None, Sir — except Cain, who we haven't been able to confirm yet."

He ran out minutes ago without symptoms. And the turning period should be about half an hour...

"Put out an international warrant."

"Yes, Sir."

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