“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Professor Robert!”

A big round of applause resounded through-out the spacious room. A middle-aged man dressed in a black suit slowly moved towards the stage. His hair was half white, and half black, giving off a very mysterious aura.

His face had numerous wrinkles, and freckles on it, greatly reducing his charm. This fact didn’t seem to affect his confidence in the slightest. Raising his hands, he waved at the crowd with a big grin on his face. His smile leaned more to the hideous side, making one question the purity of his thoughts.

The stage was cleverly illuminated by countless lights, bringing forward the good quality of the materials used to make it, as well as the extravagant clothes the people on it wore.

As soon as Professor Robert stopped, a beautiful woman made its appearance from the backstage. She wore a tight red dress, and her long black hair was neatly arranged with a few ornaments. The dress perfectly accentuated her attractive body shapes, resulting in quite the treat for the eyes.

She stopped in front of Prof. Robert, and with a beautiful smile, handed him a trophy. The trophy had the shape of a lightning bolt, and it was made from a rare type of translucent crystal.

The large crowd applauded with even more fervor. After a few moments, it became quiet again.

“Congratulations Professor! Today is a big day for humanity. The ingenious method you created will make energy problems a thing of the past, and will allow us to take a big step into the future.”

The host was in his thirties, and looked impeccable, be it clothes or natural charm. However, that was not important right now.

“Please tell us a few words about your work. Everyone is curious about how such a marvelous idea came to be.”

Prof. Robert made a great effort to get rid of his grin, and maintain a composed expression. Alas, it seemed to be an impossible task for him.

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“Thank you everyone! The secret is passion. Passion and hard work!” Extending his hand, the professor started to talk with great fervor about these two notions.

Backstage, a young man watched him attentively. His eyes were barely blinking. Unlike the other young adults, his attention seemed to be containing something else.

Rage.

Thick veins appeared on the young man’s neck and forehead. Gnashing his teeth, he looked like he was just about to murder someone.

“However, all of this wouldn’t have been possible without the help, and support of a certain someone,” said the professor while pausing for dramatic effect.

Hearing these words, the young man’s gaze softened considerably. This time, he looked forward with some excitement.

“A certain someone that I feel like it deserves to be here by my side…”

His pauses made the crowd boil with curiosity. After all, this was the first time such words were spoken.

“That person is none other than my dear girlfriend Rebeca!”

Another beautiful, young woman made its appearance from backstage. She was even more extravagantly dressed as the first one. She quickly came by the professor’s side.

Looking at the two of them was like looking at a chicken and a swan. Such a match would be almost impossible under normal circumstances. A few people from the crowd grinned with some ridicule in their eyes.

‘Would you look at that…the geezer sure has great taste,’ thought the host while still acting like nothing unusual happened. He was full of derision towards the crook. Nevertheless, unlike the scientist, he was a master at masking his emotions.

The woman made a shocked expression: “This is so sudden… I never expected…” Her face, eyes, and body behavior were top-notch, and in full accordance with the words she spoke, and the feelings she tried to convey.

‘What a bitch!’ thought the other woman who handed out the trophy. As for the host, he was far ahead of her in terms of acting, and knew everything was a farce the moment she stepped on stage.

‘This should be interesting…’ Just as he was thinking about this, he saw a human figure running towards them.

A young man from backstage came running towards Professor Robert. His eyes were bloodshot, and his speed kept increasing by each fraction of a second.

‘Levi?! Why are you here?!’ thought the professor, great shock clearly visible in his eyes.

Levi looked like a madman. With only a few meters between him and his teacher, he exerted all the force he could muster, and jumped.

Levi’s feet took off the stage, and in the next second he was already on top of Prof. Robert, with his hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

“You fucking snake!”

Robert’s face soon turned purple. Fortunately, the guards were present, and in mere moments came beside Levi, swiftly immobilizing him then taking him off the stage, out of everyone’s sight.

“You traitor!” these words still echoed in the big room.

Silence.