For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

quiet room. “But an engineered weapon cannot pretend to be an ordinary boy forever without its true nature screaming to get out.”

I moved toward the bedroom window with agonizing slowness, my boots sliding across the floorboards without making a single vibration. I kept my physical profile low, staying well below the level of the wooden sill to prevent continue reading …