Creation Of All Things

The next morning, Adam opened his door to find his siblings already dressed and ready for school.

"Aria, are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Alfred asked, eyes wide as he stared at Adam.

"I'm definitely seeing it," Aria said, pushing past Adam into his room. She glanced around suspiciously. "There must be a secret in here."

She stood in the middle of the room, examining it like it was some ancient mystery waiting to be solved.

Adam smirked, glancing at his reflection in the mirror. He looked completely different from yesterday. If before he was just ridiculously good-looking, now he had an almost otherworldly presence—like a celestial being walking among mortals.

"Forget about me," he said, turning back to them. "Where do you guys think you're going?"

"School, obviously," Aria replied, giving him a look like he was asking a dumb question.

Adam immediately shook his head. "Nope. That's not happening. You two are staying home until things cool off. Also, you need to get the hang of your powers first. I don't need you accidentally setting someone on fire or turning them into an ice sculpture."

"Yes! Finally, a reason to skip school!" Alfred cheered, jumping up and down like a little kid who just got his favorite toy.

Aria, on the other hand, wasn't as excited. She sighed, knowing he had a point. "Fine. But I have two conditions—one, I need time to study, and two, I want a little reward for not complaining."

Adam narrowed his eyes. "What do you want?" He could already feel a headache coming.

"I want to stay in your room for the night," she said, casually walking around and inspecting the place. "There's definitely something special about it. Maybe it's connected to your powers."

Adam and Alfred both gave her the same look—Really?

Adam rubbed his head. Well, at least it wasn't the headache he was expecting.

"Fine, you can stay," he said, slipping on his jacket. "I'm heading out too. I might not be back until tomorrow, and when I do, your training starts."

With that, he left.

The moment the door shut, Aria flopped onto his bed, sinking into it with a satisfied sigh. "Alright, time to see what he's hiding," she muttered, sitting up.

She glanced over at Alfred, who was still grinning about skipping school. "Hey, dullard, a little help here."

Alfred frowned. "What?"

"I need help, you idiot," Aria said, throwing her hands up. "Every day, Adam walks out of this room looking completely different. There's got to be something in here. We just have to find it."

Alfred gave her a look like she'd lost her mind. "Oh, really? Well, I hate to break it to you, but I'm not helping." He turned and walked off, leaving her scowling.

"Ugh, fine! I'll do it myself. But when I figure out Adam's secret, don't come crying to me to share," Aria huffed before getting to work.

Elsewhere

"So, the one time you actually come to work early is the day you decide to quit?" Gloria chuckled, shaking her head. "That's funny. So, what's the reason? Did you find a better job or something?" She asked, a slight frown on her face.

Adam let out a small sigh. "I wouldn't say I found a better job with better pay. I just have some things to take care of, and they'll take up a lot of my time. But I promise, once I'm done, I'll be back." He gave her a sad smile.

Gloria scoffed. "And you think your spot will just be sitting here, waiting for you? Dream on. I already have someone in mind to replace you." She waved him off. "You can go now."

Adam nodded, turning to leave. But before stepping out, he looked back at her. "Gloria, you've been the best boss I've ever had. It was a pleasure working here, and I'll never forget it."

She rolled her eyes but smiled slightly as he walked out.

"So, you're really leaving us," Becca said the moment Adam stepped out of the kitchen.

"Yeah… news spreads fast around here." Adam gave a small smile, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. He had more important things to deal with—dangerous things. He couldn't drag anyone else into it.

Becca crossed her arms. "Well, goodbye then, but… someone's not gonna be happy about this." She tilted her head towards the corner of the room.

Adam followed her gaze and saw Anita, sitting there, head down, silent. She didn't even have the courage to look at him, let alone say goodbye.

He sighed and walked over, kneeling in front of her. "Hey," he said softly. "I'm leaving today. And I don't know why I'm saying this, but… I know how you feel about me." His voice was gentle but firm. "I wish I could say I felt the same, but my world is different now. It's filled with danger, and I don't want to bring you into it."

Anita's hands trembled slightly on her lap, but she still didn't look up.

Adam stood up slowly. "I'm sorry for telling you like this… but I hope you find someone who'll love you the way you deserve."

Then, he turned and walked away.

As soon as he stepped outside, Anita finally lifted her head, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. One by one, they spilled down her cheeks.

"Why… why… why…" she whispered, her voice breaking with each word.

Becca sighed and pulled her into a hug. "Come on, girl, not everything in life goes the way you want." She glanced at the glass wall, watching Adam as he walked further away. The aura surrounding him was unreal—powerful, untouchable.

Becca's expression tightened. Even the higher-ups of the supernatural world don't have that kind of presence…

"In just one night…"

A voice came from behind them.

Becca immediately let go of Anita and turned, lowering her head slightly.

"Young Miss," she greeted, her tone more serious now.

But Anita… Anita was no longer the shy, trembling girl from moments ago. She had changed. And the look in her eyes said everything.