In the ordinary world, a train was heading towards Asia as it left the American continent. This train had special tracks and armor, and it existed solely for the travels of the developers and their families. Almost everyone on the train was a normal human being. The train took the families of the Fallen to the academies.

The surviving Fallen had already made contact with their families within the last six months. Therefore, their families were not on this train. The people on this train who were eagerly awaiting family members were actually the families of the deceased. They were going to the Red Lightning Academy. The captain of the ship felt pity for the hopeful passengers. What had happened in the past six months had spread.

They stopped at a station-like place. Some developers would board the train there. After all, the train was still responsible for fulfilling its mission. Although its main purpose was now to transport families to the Academy, high-ranking individuals could still board the train.

Serving the army was important for saving many lives. These trains had transported armies many times before.

But that's not our topic. Our topic is a family on this train.

There were four of them, and almost all of them had blonde hair. The older girl most likely inherited her hair color from her grandmother or another family member. Her hair was more blackish. While it couldn't be said to be completely black, it was definitely not blonde.

She looked to be in her mid-twenties, with a figure that wasn't particularly special, yet still beautiful. She resembled Kevin. After he lost weight, he gradually began to resemble her more. Now, anyone who knew Kevin could see him in this woman.

Of course, the mother and father didn't resemble each other, but they both had blonde hair. The father had slicked-back hair and bright blue eyes. He always looked serious. He looked like a businessman who was always focused on his work. Despite the strange situation he was in, he was able to remain composed. It was hard to believe that this man was the biological father of Kevin, who had always been smiling since childhood. If Kevin's mother had said once that Kevin's father was not his real father, everyone would have believed her without a doubt. The only thing Kevin and his father had in common was their appearance.

The mother, who was in her forties, looked remarkably young. Her hair fell to her shoulders, and her brown eyes were no different from those of many others. Although she appeared calm, she was so excited to see her son again that her hands trembled.

The last person was a small child! He had blond hair and chubby cheeks, just like his brother. In a way, he looked exactly like his brother did as a child. He was the most excited of them all. He had never seen his brother before. He was almost six years old. His mother was pregnant with him when his brother left home. Because of this, his father said hurtful things to his brother and told him not to come home again. Still, his brother sent letters every month, telling them what was going on. When they heard that he was going to participate in the World Tournament, neither his mother nor his father reacted, but it was clear that they were both worried. Of course, he didn't remember any of this because he was too young. His sister had told him about it.

"Sister! Is my brother really that wonderful?"

Little Sitra asked curiously. Faced with this question, her sister smiled and replied,

"Your brother is always smiling. He makes people laugh when he's scared or angry. He's someone everyone would want to admire. His closest friends, Kai and Jack, are also very good people. They'll show you many wonderful things when you meet them. For now, though, you must be good and not disobey your sister. Agreed?"

Little Sitra nodded in agreement. From what he had heard, one of his brother's friends had given him his name. Such names weren't commonly used in general society, but they were quite common in the land of the Developers.

As the train started moving, a young man dressed in black suddenly appeared and sat down in front of them. He looked at them. Strangely, one of his eyes was green, and the other was brown. His hair was gray, but since he looked young, it must have been dyed. He had two sword sheaths at his waist. He had a serious expression and a strange aura that radiated tragedy.

Kevin's father became anxious the moment he noticed the man's appearance. He realized that he had never seen this man before.

"You... You're a Developmentalist! Sir, what do you want from us?"

The young man raised his head and looked at the old man. He tried to appear gentle despite the pain he was hiding. He tried to smile, but it only made him look more tragic.

But now, the old man recognized him. This man, who had barely met him and whom even his own father would have struggled to recognize, recognized him.

"Is that you, Jack? Jack! Is that really you?!"

It wasn't wrong for him to think that way. When they left with Kai, Jack was a temperamental kid with blond hair and brown eyes. He was always picking fights. His current mature, serious appearance with green eyes, gray hair, and a melancholic aura was completely different. Even Jack's father might not have recognized him so quickly. At that moment, it was only a guess that Kevin's father would recognize him so quickly, but it was an accurate one.

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Jack didn't answer that question. He went straight to the point.

"Kevin is dead, and Kai is missing."

He didn't explain how they died nor say anything else. He couldn't even look them in the face. He bowed his head and waited. Even with his head bowed, he could see a small child before his eyes.

The blank look on the little boy's face came from his inability to understand what was happening. Seeing him reminded Jack of Kevin. This little boy looked so much like him.

Jack made a split-second decision. Even though it wouldn't make up for his regret, he listened to his instincts and spoke up. He wanted to make a decision without thinking for the last time.

"I don't know if you'll be interested in development from now on. Frankly, I also know you won't want revenge. And that's better anyway. Still, Little Sitra is his brother. I'll come back in ten years and ask him if he wants to be my student. I can't interfere with whether you'll tell him about today, nor can I interfere with whether Little Sitra will remember it. But I'm doing this because I feel I must."

Jack raised his head and looked into their old eyes. He used to not understand what was so painful. That's why he didn't understand why his father avoided telling the families of the deceased police officers the bad news. Now he understood.

"I'm sorry I was afraid to explain what happened. I'm also sorry I couldn't be there for them. I won't be around after today. See you later."

Jack disappeared. He left behind only tears and a promise.

***

Meanwhile, another family moved swiftly through the barren land. They weren't using a vehicle. There were five of them, and their speed was extraordinary. All but one were running.

This family was the Lane family. Kai's siblings had already reached the second step. The other person running was their father, Rodos, who always seemed weak. He didn't radiate any energy and looked no different from other days, but his speed was astonishing. He was carrying his wife in his arms. Even in this state, Rodos could keep up with the three people moving at full speed on the second step. Isse was a normal human, but it was clear that Rodos was not.

Isse looked at her husband and noticed his uncertain expression. He was still stuck in the middle, thinking. He knew the decision he was about to make was the right one, but explaining it would still be painful. Every time he told someone about it, an unbearable pain formed inside him.

"Rodos..."

Rodos lowered his head and looked at his wife with a gentle smile. As their children walked beside them, they knew not to interfere. This was probably a very difficult decision for their father. Even though they didn't know what it was about, they knew from his identity that nothing about him was simple.

"As much as I don't want to, this is the right decision. Everyone has the right to know the truth about their family. I know how painful it is when your family lies to you."

Rodos turned his head and looked at each of his children. Sadness settled in him. And a little happiness, too. What if he hadn't met Isse when he got here? What kind of person would Kai have been?

"When we get to Kai, I'll tell you everything: About your grandfather, your great-uncle, and your other relatives. But first, it would be better to meet your brother."

Lily, Sam, and Matt nodded and moved forward. Although they had learned who their father really was, they knew nothing about their family. The mysterious power they felt in their blood fueled their curiosity. They were as eager to learn about their lineage as they were to meet Kai again.

Issa bowed her head and thought anxiously.

'Especially Kai, how will you react after learning who Sirius is?'

***

There were only a few hours left before the students left the academy. Their families had already been taken to a building outside. Michael and Taira were waiting at the academy's exit, too. Another group was waiting outside. This group consisted of the families of those who had died in the Sky Lands. They had received the announcement earlier.

Michael was aware of this, and it was difficult for him. The Second Sky War... He was the only survivor of the First Sky War, and now he was going to deliver bad news to the families of those who died in the Second Sky War. He could only smile bitterly.

"Hey kid, are you ready?"

Unlike Michael, Taira had had many conversations like this. She was much older than Michael could have guessed. Taira wasn't someone you could easily make sad. She had seen teary eyes many times in the army.

"Let's go."

Michael moved, and the massive door opened. As the guardians retreated, Michael considered closing his eyes but changed his mind and looked down instead. It would be too difficult to explain this while looking them in the face.

"I know you're wondering why you're gathered here. I know you want to see your children return from the World Tournament. But... I cannot grant your wish."

The conversations began again. Michael found it difficult to lift his head as he heard the voices. After all, he was only 500 years old. Compared to his power, he was mentally weak. He was also doing something like this for the first time.

Finally, he lifted his head and spoke in one breath:

"I can neither bring them back nor allow you to see them again. I'm sorry. They're all dead."

At that moment, either silence should have fallen or people should have shouted in protest, demanding to see their children. But time had frozen. All the normal people without sacred blood had frozen. At that moment, when Michael shouted, his eyes fixed on a figure. The sad expression on his face was completely gone. Taira, who was standing next to Michael, had been staring in shock at the person he was looking at since the beginning. They were looking at Rodos, who was standing with his wife and three children behind him! His blonde hair and blue eyes resembled Kai's so much that it reflected their blood ties. Their facial structures and perfect faces were almost identical. And now he was angry! Even Taira trembled for a moment. While she was still looking at the side of the Isse family, Rodos had already stepped in front of Michael. Taira didn't turn her head because she had long ago learned that she couldn't keep up with his speed. However, she involuntarily spoke in a trembling voice.

"Y-you—"

But before she could say more, Rodos angrily opened his mouth. She didn't dare move. It was as if the sky were falling and the earth were shattering. His power was incredible. The effect he created was astonishing. And he hadn't even spoken yet!

"Stop playing silly games in front of me, Michael! Don't you dare tell me my son is dead! Answer me! Give me a real answer! WHERE IS KAI?!?!"

This display of power control was so intense that it focused on just one point, just one person—this power was capable of destroying the planet. Even Taira was terrified by his presence. Michael was still frozen. He knew this man could kill him at any moment. He knew how powerful he was. He knew his lineage. He might not have known those who came before him, but he knew his students. This was not the power of a man. It was the power of the people who called themselves gods. No, it was the power of this man who had separated himself from them. His real name might have been Rodos Lane, but everyone knew him by one name:

"POSEIDON!!"

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