1 Prologue

Trinity began to ascend the steps as he walked home from Harvard University. His steps were stable but light, full of confidence along with the freedom each step brought.

When he reached the hallway upstairs where the bedrooms were, Trinity abruptly stopped as he took a deep breath glancing to the right; his older brother's bedroom which was facing the hall.

Trinity stepped turbulently towards the half-opened door of his brother's bedroom.

Unknowingly, his fists were clenched deeply as his nails dug deep into his skin leaving deep marks on his skin.

As Trinity peered into the small crack between the door and its frame, his heart began to pump violently as viciousness could clearly be seen in his gaze full of hatred. He wanted so much to jostle his way inside and give his brother a punch as to vent his anger.

However, since this was the not first time he had witnessed such a scene, Trinity tried to appease himself as he took deep breaths. Even so, Trinity eyes were evidently glued onto his brother and unable to shift away.

Inside was the salacious act which his brother was engrossed in. His brother was kneeling in bed, his thighs spread open, as he thrusted forwards repeatedly. Beads of sweat trickled down his red back, and groans echoed out of his mouth.

Participating with him was an attractive woman, who did not have a single stitch on her, her hips quivering as his brother moved. Her flawless white skin had countless red handprints.

"Ah... Stronger! I'm almost there..." The woman panted and moaned in pleasure as she connected bodies with older brother of Trinity.

"Not yet! We have to finish this together. Am I so well that you can not wait another few minutes?" asked Trinity's older brother.

"Oh... no... You're the best! Your younger brother is so pathetic, if his thing were as potent as yours, I would not be so she desperate!" The woman seemed to be even more aroused as she sped up, her lips spouting lewd statements.

"My younger brother is fortunate to have such a beautiful girlfriend! It's a shame that he is unable to satisfy such a beauty! Since I'm such a good brother, I'll do a favour for him and take care of you!" Trinity's brother quickened his pace as he clutched the plump snow buttocks in front of him.

"Ah... If only you hadn't married my older sister, I wouldn't have to go to such measures to seduce your brother in order to have an excuse to live in your house to have sex with you!" The woman's vulgar words contradicted her beautiful exterior completely.

Trinity, who stood outside the room, watched as the entire scene unfolded. "Heh... so that's how you're my good brother? Eating my girlfriend behind my back? Good, good... How commendable!"

"You as well, what a b*tch! I lose to him by two centimetres, and though I know that I am not as muscular as him, it's not as if I have erectile dysfunction!" Trinity grunted as he scolded internally, his eyes bloodshot with immense despice.

Trinity Arantes was 23 years old, and was studying Civil Engineering at Harvard University. About a couple days ago, he came back home several hours earlier than normal, and caught his brother having s*x with his girlfriend.

His brother was 27 years old, and his girlfriend was the same age as him. When Trinity first witnessed the deed being done between them, he did not dare to believe it, but his first thought was that his girlfriend looked like her older sister.

Yet, the truth could not be hidden. Like how paper was unable to hide fire for long, no lie would ever last. The betrayal was evident.

This was the third time he was witnessing this act. Trinity had a strong desire to beat the both of them up, but decided to wait till his father arrived before acting. As they were his brother and girlfriend, making the harsher choice was difficult.

Later on that day, when Trinity had wanted his to bring up the incident towards his father, he felt something that was off about him.

The next day, Trinity awoke when he realized that it was the day his mom had passed away.

In a car accident that took place eight years ago when Trinity was still 15 years old, his mother had passed away causing great grief for his father as well as himself.

Reluctantly, Trinity decided to let it slide one last time, as he didn't wish to ruin the relationship between his brother and his girlfriend.

...

However, Trinity had caught them yet again today for the fourth time ever, and this was his last straw. His mind was now made up. He began to walk quietly towards his father's room.

In the bedroom, Trinity opened the last drawer of his father's dresser and picked up a box that was tightly sealed with black silk ribbons.

The room was dim, and he did not dare to turn on the lights for fear of alarming the adulterous couple next door. It was austere, with a large bed, a bedside table, and a cabinet, all part of the same set. It was his father's favourite set.

Trinity opened the bottom drawer of the dresser, and took out a box binded with black silk.

Opening it, Trinity revealed a black Taurus 92B pistol. It was indeed fortunate that his father had always left it in the same position. Checking and confirming that it was fully-loaded, Trinity held it in his tight grip as he trudged to his brother's bedroom with the determination to kill.

Arriving in front of his brother's door, Trinity calmed himself down. His eyes shone with the glint of someone who's patience had run out. Kicking it open, Trinity frightened the adulterous couple who were about to climax.

Trinity's brother sweat a bit, because he had assumed that it was his father who had came into the room. Seeing that it was his "harmless" younger brother, he chuckled as he replied calmly. "Brother, so you decided to join in and stop peeking? See, I was helping you with your girlfriend, but you blew it!"

Trinity was enraged that his brother was aware of his peeking. However, he only got even more infuriated as to why his brother continued to do the deed, instead of stopping upon being discovered. Trinity who was muddle-headed by anger held the gun with both hands as he pointed towards his older brother.

"Hahaha, what are you doing with that gun?" His brother finally noticed the black muzzle being pointed at him. "You can't be trying to scare us, right?"

As he said that, Trinity pulled the trigger on impulse and the bullet went flying into his forehead. It was fast, and simple. A life was ended, just like that.

Trinity's girlfriend, who was attempting to cover herself, was horrified when the corpse collapsed onto her. She began to open her mouth to shriek, but before the noise could even leave her mouth, another bullet was shot, another body collapsed, and another life was gone.

Trinity, who still had his finger on the trigger, felt as if a burden had been released. His heart was strangely calm. Was this what was known as an inborn killer?

"Sigh.." Trinity put down the gun and was about to leave when he heard another two gunshots. What happened? He was about to turn around when intense pain wracked his body. He collapsed onto the floor, as his vision darkened. His last thought was about how uncomfortable the floor was.

Shortly before the shots, Trinity's father had just returned from the police station and was still in the federal police uniform as he climbed the stairs when he heard the first shot.

About seconds ago, Trinity's father had just entered the house. He was still in his uniform, so his gun was still in its holset. Upon hearing a gunshot, he took out his gun without hesitation, and ran up the stairs. He heard another gunshot, and rushed into his oldest son's room firing his gun blindly.

Three bullets were released, two hit but one missed. When he turned around the corner and saw the bloody scene that was from his beloved two children, the shock had almost killed him.

However, when he reached the room and looked at the three corpses, he bellowed loudly and despaired. "No, what have I done? What happened here? My son killed his older brother for having asleep with his girlfriend, and I killed my son Trinity by mistake? No, that can not be happening to me!"

He reached for Trinity's hands and felt the warmth leave his son's body.

"No! No! No!" His father immediately processed the information -- two naked corpses and the dead attacker. Upon recognising the three faces, his mind already knew what had taken place, but he did not want to accept it and was just having the thought that it was all a kind of hallucination.

Trinity's father already carried an enormous emotional burden. The death of his wife, was put aside only because of his two children. Now that they were dead, his life seemed to lose meaning. His father then brought up his gun as he pointed it directly to the side of his head.

Lightly closing his eyes, his father had let out a silent weep as his fingers trembled. Gradually his fingers starting enclosing, when the next and last bang was heard.

"No!" Trinity, who was on his last breath, let out a low, high-pitched scream when he saw that his father had just taken his own life.