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Home of Mutant Evolution.
At this moment, inside a spacious hall, dozens of mutants were looking around in confusion, surprise, or guarded caution.
"Hey—why did you bring me here?"
A white woman covered in mottled patterns wrapped her coat tightly around herself. She looked fearfully at the soldiers patrolling the hall and couldn't help shouting.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Grey's emotions grew agitated in the unfamiliar environment. The patterns on her body suddenly began to change color, and half of her exposed face looked as though it had been painted with makeup.
Grey Silk was a newly awakened mutant. After her awakening, her body resembled someone afflicted with a severe skin condition, covered in patchy colors. When her emotions fluctuated, those colors blended like a palette and formed the image of a face.
"I'm so hungry… There isn't even a single bug here?"
At that moment, a white man with an abnormally large head and bulging, toad-like eyes stuck out his long tongue in complaint.
His name was Matthew Harlan. He once had a happy family. But a few years earlier, after awakening as a mutant, his deformed appearance caused him to be treated as a monster—he was even driven out by his own family. Crushed by inferiority, he fled to the tropical rainforest and began living alone.
"Mr. Matthew, this is your food."
After Toad-Man Matthew finished complaining, a CIA agent walked over, placed a piece of food in front of him, and smiled politely as he gestured toward it.
"T-this… this is for me?"
Matthew froze. Ever since becoming a mutant, he had already seen the ugliness of humanity—otherwise, he would never have fled to the rainforest to survive on flies, rats, and ants.
Years of living in the jungle had made Matthew himself feel like a monster. And yet now, seeing the agent look at him with respect and without prejudice, he felt unexpectedly overwhelmed.
"These people don't seem hostile."
Among the mutants, Remy LeBeau—dressed in a gentleman's suit—twirled playing cards between his fingers while observing the soldiers, murmuring to himself.
As a gambler, he was exceptionally sensitive to people's psychology and could instinctively detect hostility. This wasn't an innate gift, but a skill honed through years of experience.
Under Remy LeBeau's scrutiny, although the soldiers had sealed off the hall, they showed no hostility toward the mutants inside.
He even caught flickers of jealousy and longing in their eyes.
That was why Remy LeBeau chose to wait and observe instead of using his mutant powers to escape.
He decided to take a risk—perhaps there would be a surprise.
"Are… are these all people like me?"
A graceful young woman dressed in a revealing three-piece outfit looked around in amazement. Her eyes were sharp and feline, constantly alert. As she took in the diverse mutants around her, her once-lonely heart felt comforted for the first time.
Her name was Clementine. Born with jet-black, cat-like eyes, she was abandoned by her family. Through her own efforts, she became a dancer—but those same eyes brought her discrimination and ridicule from audiences.
"Kara, what should we do?"
Within the group, two beautiful white girls whispered anxiously.
"Anna, don't be afraid. We have to face this bravely. Everyone here is our companion,"
the other girl said softly, holding the trembling blonde girl's arm.
Kara's own eyes were filled with unease. Surrounded by so many mutants, her first instinct was to find those like herself.
"Kara… I'm scared."
Sweat streamed down Anna's forehead, increasing rapidly.
"Anna, little sister, calm down."
Kara looked at her with deep concern.
Because both she and her sister Anna had possessed mutant abilities since childhood, they were driven out by their parents.
From then on, they depended on each other. But compared to Kara's ability—changing others' thoughts through physical contact—Anna's mutation was far more unstable.
Anna's awakened ability seemed related to water. From childhood to adulthood, whenever her emotions spiraled out of control, she would turn into a mass of water. Each time, Kara would desperately find a wooden basin or container to catch her, praying her sister would return to normal.
"Deep breaths, Anna. Deep breaths."
Kara held Anna's right hand and continuously soothed her emotions with her ability.
With Kara's help, Anna gradually calmed down.
Crack.
Just as Anna was stabilizing, a slightly overweight man beside her suddenly inflated like a pufferfish.
The abrupt change startled Anna.
Collision.
Anna screamed, and her human body instantly transformed into a pool of water.
"Anna—Anna!"
Seeing the water spreading at her feet, Kara panicked.
The water surged like a fountain, gathering into a human shape again and again, only to collapse repeatedly.
Clearly, Anna was struggling to regain control of her body.
"K-Kara… save me…"
The water desperately tried to form a human figure. Anna's facial features surfaced within the flow as she reached out in pain. Her voice, filtered through the water, sounded light and clear like a spring.
"Help… someone, please save Anna!"
Watching Anna curl and struggle in agony, Kara's heart felt as though it were being cut by knives as she cried out.
The surrounding mutants exchanged helpless looks. Confused and powerless, none of them knew what to do.
"This is a genetic mutation disorder."
"Dr. Leonard—bring the mutant gene stabilizer. Make sure it's the gaseous type."
Just as Kara sank into despair, a deep, steady voice echoed through the hall.
She turned—and immediately saw a handsome Asian man with ruby-like eyes, calmly watching her and her sister.
For reasons she couldn't explain, the moment Kara met those ruby eyes, she relaxed.
A woman's intuition told her that this mysterious Asian man could save her sister.