131. Survival From Annihilation
A boy with flaxen hair and sharp facial features strode down a large hallway with slow, heavy steps.
The people walking past him may nod their heads from time to time to respect and acknowledge his presence.
However, he knew this respect wasn't something that he gained for himself. It was the result of his father's life's work.
Nevertheless, Anthony would find himself nodding back. Maybe deep down, he wanted people to acknowledge him.
-Knock! Knock!
After arriving in front of a room, Anthony patiently knocked on the door for the person inside to answer.
-Click Creak!
The doorknob twisted, and the person from inside the room clicked open the door.
The person on the other side of the door was a girl. She had the same hair as Anthony, and even her facial features greatly matched him.
Well, that was to be expected since she was his sister.
"Brother," she spoke in a whispering tone. The corners of her eyes were red.