The class and dignity with which these two conducted themselves gave Raeva the strong intuition of a thief. These two were in disguise.

What kind of family needs to be in disguise when meeting a released criminal? Naturally, that would be a bigger criminal. Raeva had bitten off more than he could chew. He steered clear of the area and watched the commotion from afar. He couldn't stop himself from being curious about the son, so he twisted right into the crowd and found himself a safe place. He turned.

Guard Lan was roaming in the crowd for almost an hour. He couldn't spot the escaped criminal. If he manages to escape, the crafty thief Raeva would be first successful escape from the World Prison in eight years. Losing their jobs was secondary, their whole section of officers would be sued by at least ten different countries to let this world famous thief go.

But the World Prison is extremely large in capacity. It has hundreds of inmate releases each month. Because of frequent shadow storms in the area, the visitors and inmates don't immediately depart after the releases. They wait for professional mercenaries to scout the route back first. While waiting for them, they pitch their tents right in front of the prison and continue their reunion.

The crowd was as thick as ever and Guard Lan had no headway from the surveillance drones and cameras either. At a point when he thought he should give up, he heard a sharp scream from his right. There was a sound of someone falling or being pushed. Guard Lan didn't care about etiquette and pushed through the crowd. However, when he reached the area, there was no one matching Raeva's description and disguises. Although...there is a suspicious wet spot on the ground.

One must know this is a military area with extreme regulations on visitors. All metal objects, sprays, liquids and even water bottles are prohibited here. Since as Raeva guessed, half the people who come here are criminals themselves.

Then this wet spot on the ground could only be...

Guard Lan took a quick and vigilant look around. With his keen eyes he could see all released inmates in the area are avoiding looking in a certain direction. This is typical prison behaviour. A boss is here.

His eyes landed on the man talking sweetly to his mother, holding his shoulders. He was tall with a brown, wheatish complexion. He was wearing a shirt that no longer fit him. A prisoner's clothes are very old. It is normal they do not fit. But his don't fit because they were bursting at the seams near his biceps and his wide chest. The decent white shirt made his appearance ferocious like that of a prowling tiger.

He had a beautiful handlebar moustache that was pulled at corners to appear longer. Whether it be his eyes, his eyelashes, his hair or his moustache, everything was extremely black. The contrast made his complexion appear lighter.

It is said that a man's beauty has nothing to do with his features. Based on masculinity alone, this man was extremely handsome.

However, this appreciation lasts only until one looks into his eyes.

And once they do, only death appears. Nothing else can be seen, not even his unsurpassable beauty.

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Lan's heart quaked in this chest.

Even a monster like this is released?!

Why wasn't there a nationwide...no, a worldwide alert? Why is everyone behaving so normally? Why aren't there blaring sirens and firing squads and suicide troops to stop him?

With the guard's extreme reaction, the man in question raised his head up and looked Lan's way. Lan understood why someone had been incontinent.

It took all of his willpower to stand right where he was. But he still put his head down immediately. He didn't look up or move until the crowd moved away.

Aniket T.K.

The man who single handedly run the World Prison for twenty years. A monster beyond all monsters. A demon beyond all demons. A shadow of hell, a snake that swallowed the ocean.

He goes by many names. But T.K is the sound that put fear in the world's most renowned monsters.

Lan witnessed him in action only once. He had stripped an ear and the flesh underneath of an inmate with bare hand and held it there without tearing it off. The man underneath him screamed like an animal for exactly one hour.

Of course, he was not a monster because he tortured a person. A lot of people do that in World Prison. He was the Hell King because of the way the person cried for one whole hour. There was never even a moment to beg for mercy. He was continuously and irrevocably in extreme pain. At the same time, he was also not tired from blood loss. His throat was not injured from continuous screaming. He had no stamina to stand or defend himself, but he has just enough to squeal and scare everyone with his squealing.

He knew how to make a pig squeal. That's why he was a monster.

Because everyone in World Prison was a pig. The Hell King alone was the butcher.

This man had tortured, maimed, murdered and blackmailed uncountable prisoners in the World Prison. After this man was put in here, this area in the Dignified Realm started to be called as Hell Realm.

Why...why would such a monster be released?

Lan had no time to think. His radio buzzed and he ran towards a Raeva sighting. He quickly tuned into his superior's radio and asked about the situation with T.K. If this man decides to walk out of the World Prison guns blaring, this won't be a big surprise!

"Timekeeper? Which timekeeper?"

"Time..." Lan was confused. Timekeepers are clearly an organisation that is world's apart from the present situation. Why would the boss bring them up?

"Boss, I'm talking about T.K. The T.K! He's out!"

Incredibly enough, the boss was silent for a moment. "Lan...you do know that T.K...stands for timekeeper?"

It was Lan's turn to be silent. "Boss...I'm talking about Aniket T.K..."

"Timekeeper Aniket is also who I'm talking about. He finished his mission. He's going home. Don't mess with him."

"Miss..."

The world didn't make sense anymore. Lan shut off the radio and hunted Raeva. But the poor man had long lost his soul.

Meanwhile, inside the vehicle, Anita and Nate had taken off their disguises. They didn't need any disguises to meet Aniket. But Aniket froze the pod before he left for this mission. Which means, twenty years in this wilderness would age their son, but Anita and Nate were exactly the same as before. A good looking couple who were only forty years old.

Timekeepers are war orphans who are adopted into an organisation called Progeny. They follow something called the pod system where each family has three parents. The pod adopts orphans and raises them into the next generation timekeepers. There are no biological children among timekeepers.

Anita and Nate were not much older than Aniket. Aniket's adoption was also full of circumstances. Worrying that he won't call them mom and dad after ageing twenty years, they urgently changed into disguises and ran here the moment time was unfroze.

These two had very weird priorities. However, it turned out to be a right precaution because a certain sex deprived timekeeper was feeling up his mother in the backseat.

"Nikki! This isn't what we agreed on!" she hissed and hit his hand.

Aniket shrugged and put his head on his mom's shoulder. Originally, she was his wife. But since she insists on this...