Chapter 1088 A Bird
Chapter 1088 A Bird
Humanity's youngest Apex. Its sharpest blade.
And with that title came the curse, an endless parade of the Tiered and social climbers, all eager to tie their fates to his.
An army of ambition wrapped in silk and smiles.
They approached with grins, sparkling eyes, and an energy that screamed: "Notice me."
One had a rare vintage bottle tucked under his arm.
Another was already preparing his opening line with a smile so wide it could cut stone.
All dressed to impress, all hoping to be remembered.
Atticus took another long sip of his wine.
"Maybe I should destroy the nodes and start the war now."
Intrusive thoughts were a dangerous thing.
And unfortunately, that was the only one occupying Atticus's mind in that moment.
He would've preferred a battlefield.
Eventually, after many strategic retreats, polite nods, and well-timed escapes, Atticus had endured long enough to show that he celebrated his father.
He had smiled. He had nodded. He had even listened.
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