Andy finally broke the silence.
"Siya… you've been quiet ever since we escaped the facility," he said, his voice sharp with worry. "What happened back there? And whose voice was that? Why did you look so shocked?"
Siya stood still, her back turned toward him. The city outside the window glowed faintly, but her mind was trapped somewhere far darker.
"Speak up, Siya," Andy insisted. "Tell us something."
She didn't turn around.
"Go get some rest," she said quietly. "We need to prepare for the next mission."
Andy clenched his jaw. He wanted to argue, but something in her tone stopped him. He stomped his foot in frustration and walked away.
Later that night, George found Siya sitting alone in her room, staring into nothingness.
"You're thinking again," he said gently. "You always do when something is wrong."
Siya smiled faintly. "You know me too well."
"I should," George replied. "You created me first. I've known you since the beginning. I've never seen you this disturbed."
She took a slow breath.
"Do you remember the day I created you?" she asked.
"Yes."
"I wasn't alone that day," she said softly. "Someone else was with me."
George froze.
"…Him?"
Siya nodded.
"But you destroyed him," George said quickly. "You used divine energy. You ended him yourself."
"I did," she whispered. "But that power came with a price."
Her memories flooded back—hesitation, mercy, love, and then God's command. She remembered how her hand trembled… how she obeyed too late.
"I had to awaken divine energy to kill him," she continued. "And for that hesitation, I was punished. Thousands of years of suffering. Endless torment."
George's voice dropped. "So if he's here now…"
"Then we must fight him again." Siya said, "And this time, it won't just be about me."
"It concerns the entire world," George said.
Siya nodded slowly.
"If we fail this time," she murmured, "there won't be another chance."
The next day, Andy rushed in holding a file.
"I picked this up while escaping," he said. "It contains everything about the herbal industry."
They read in silence.
Deadly experiments. Human trials. Manipulation of medicine. Attempts to erase humanity in the name of evolution.
"He wants to create a new world," Ali said. "A world where only the powerful exist."
Siya replied. "Destroy his four main facilities, and the rest will shut down automatically."
Before anyone could respond, the screen in the room flickered.
A familiar face appeared.
"Siya," the voice said calmly. "Did you really believe you had killed me?"
Her heart stopped.
"You remember killing a clone, don't you?" he continued. "But did you ever stop to wonder if it was truly me?"
Andy turned sharply. "A clone?"
"So that was your deception," Siya said coldly. "You hid behind another body."
"Yes," he smiled. "While you suffered for centuries, I was preparing."
His voice darkened.
"My goal has changed. I no longer seek divine energy alone. I will fill this world with powerful beings. The weak will vanished."
"I will never let your plan succeed," Siya said firmly.
He laughed softly. "You were almost destroyed by my deception once. Do you really think you can stop me now?"
"Even if I have to awaken God himself," she replied, "I will end you."
The screen went black.
The room fell silent.
Ali swallowed. "Boss… didn't you find something strange?"
"What do you mean?" Siya asked.
"I don't know," Ali said slowly. "It felt like someone else was speaking through him… like he wasn't fully in control."
Are you sure ?
Not clearly.
Try to find out more. Siya said
Her mind drifted backward—old memories resurfacing.
She remembered him as he once was. A brilliant student. A good person. Someone she trusted.
Then came his obsession. His hunger for divine power. His desire to control the world.
She remembered ending his life with her own hands.
The one who was once God's beloved disciple… is now a demon.
But was that truly the end?
Could Ali be right?
Could this all be another layer of deception?
"Boss," Ali called. "I've found something."
She looked up. "What is it?"
"…Maybe," he said carefully, "we're being deceived."
Siya's heart tightened.
"Is that even possible?" she whispered.
She shook her head.
"No…" she said, though doubt lingered in her eyes.
Or was it?