My Gluttony System: I Devour God-Tier Talents-Chapter 28: A Father’s Resolve

Two Hours passed...

Kyrie was on a chair just adjacent to the window as he looked at the various individuals that walked by.

He had recovered quite well. Both physically and mentally. The aches that came from the battle and the recovery of memory fragments seem to have become a thing of the past.

He practiced with Life weave a little more since efficiency came with knowledge of biological systems, he observed everything carefully this time.

He wounded himself with a knife and experimented on himself after all he was the only subject he had right now.

He noticed how the energy flowed, how it recognized damaged tissue and repaired them.

The entire process was fascinating, almost instinctive once he understood the principles.

His aspect of being a pre-graduate in applied research finally had a place to shine in this new world.

Even through all this something bothered Kyrie still.

Some of the memories from the previous night were still unclear but he could recall even while Negan dragged his half-dead ass out of the safehouse, a notification had appeared.

What was it again he thought.

Suddenly it came to him. The system had pointed out that it replicated an ability.

The last one it did actually saved his life and Kyrie had to see what this one was capable of.

With his thoughts he entered the interface to where his Sovereignties were.

In truth, this were the portion of his powers that confused him the most as he hadn’t gotten a grip on them yet.

He expanded the System archive tag and saw it.

[ System Archive ]

[ Ability replicated: Raiden ]

[ Potency : Arbiter tier ]

[Warning: Ability Level Significantly Exceeds Current Capacity]

[ Requirements for Unlock: Invoker Tier minimum , 5000 Exp ]

Kyrie stayed motionless even as thought further. it actually made sense for it to be locked since it was the powerful ability that Negan used and from the little his blood shot eyes witnessed a few hours back, it was beyond devastating.

He sighed even as more notifications appeared. It seemed he opened the flood gates again.

He knew he had to master what he had now before even trying to unlock even more.

He had barely scratched the surface of his own fire ability and he needed a chance at that and his other abilities.

He was sure this ability which from the name and his knowledge of Mortal Kombat in the real world meant it was related to lightning and thunder.

It definitely would come in handy once he is able to unlock it.

Talking about unlocking it, what did the system mean by Invoker?

What and how do I get to Invoker Tier? He asked.

Much to his surprise, the system answered immediately, dispelling the notifications that it presented earlier about his limited replication slots of five and his replication aspect of Mimicry still being passive till his next evolution update.

[Tier Advancement Requirements]

Current Tier: Adept Level 6

Upgrade: Adept Level 7

Required EXP: 3,000

Available EXP: 6,650

The next step was evident to Kyrie who simply assigned the experience points and his level raised.

The system notified him of the increase as he sighed seeing the next upgrade to level 8 required 4000 experience points.

That’s quite a lot he thought but he wasn’t far off as the system screen appeared again.

Available Exp : 3650

He looked at it before allowing the screen to fade.

He wanted to see what this level up actually entailed and the first thing that came to mind was his fire.

There were a lot he needed to know especially with Sovereignties and skills but he had to start from somewhere and this was as good as any even though it might be difficult seeing he was in a confined space.

He snapped his hand casually and a medium size ball of fire hovered in mid air.

The heat it exuded was evident already affecting the room temperature slightly.

One thing was certain to Kyrie, the intensity definitely increased.

Kyrie had thought about trying to shape the orange flames when a knock came.

"Are you still resting?"

Kyrie sighed, rolling his eyes. It was always when he tried getting better with his flames that distractions came.

"I’m good," Kyrie said, turning off the flames and sitting on the bed.

The voice at the door was that of Negan’s and he definitely wouldn’t want to keep his father waiting.

The metal door soon opened as Negan walked in with several packages.

The man had shown once again that he wasn’t just a benefactor of the boy’s but his father.

Kyrie himself had almost been too engrossed with all that was happening that he forgot he hadn’t eaten for more than a day.

The packages that Negan entered with had the logo of the Cog Shack on them.

Kyrie was quick, pulling the table closer as Negan placed the plastic bags on them.

"Edwin sends his greetings and hopes you can come see him."

Kyrie nodded.

" Soon as I can go outside again, I will "

Negan smirked

"That would warm the old man’s heart"

They soon unpacked the bags and truly it was a feast.

There were several plates of food.

Smoke silver fish, roasted chicken, some asparagus and pudding.

Negan smiled as the expression of joy finally appeared on Kyrie’s face.

"It’s been awhile I saw that twinkle in your eyes "

Kyrie, who was absent-minded, was actually drooling and didn’t know he could miss food this much.

It was like all the weight he felt before this moment disappeared.

He reached for the fish and had began eating but even as he ate.

He faced forward toward Negan who was just smiling.

"Thank you," he said sincerely. If he were honest with himself, he could kiss Negan right now.

Negan nodded.

"Eat up, stop talking." he didn’t get between Kyrie and the food. Just watching him go at it.

It was only after a few minutes did Kyrie realize that Negan wasn’t eating.

"Why ain’t you eating? " He asked with an eyebrow raised.

Negan gave off a low laugh

"You’re only just realising that—-

He gestured by rubbing his stomach.

---Am quite filled actually.-- wanted to talk to you about something else "

Kyrie was about to toss some chicken down his throat when he paused.

Sucking the chicken in slowly he spoke.

" It’s about Vivienne right ? "

" No— Negan’s tone was measured. –its about Saul and the Negotiation "

"Leonel has agreed to mediate. Neutral ground—one of his properties in the warehouse district. Saul accepted the terms."

"What does he want?" Kyrie asked now putting down the fork.

"You dead."

Negan’s bluntness was typical of him.

"That’s his opening position anyways. He wants your blood for what you did and what you represent."

" What do I represent?" Kyrie asked seemingly unfazed. He was truly one with this body at this point.

"The scar to his reputation." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"The boy who fucked his wife of all people and survived "

"The underworld whispers you know "

Kyrie’s crimson slits tightened

"And what’s your position?"

"That you live of course" Negan’s electric blue eyes met his.

"That’s non-negotiable. Whatever else we discuss,whatever compromises we make, that point is absolute."

There was a moment of silence between them. Their eyes locked not in tension but mutual understanding.

"Do you want to be there?" Negan asked finally.

"At the negotiation. It’s about your life afterall—you have a right to be present."

Kyrie’s eyes still remained focused on Negan.

There was so much admiration in his gaze.

"No,I trust you, with my life" Kyrie said quietly.

"I’m a boy afterall. That’s a table for men"

Negan’s expression was one of approval as he understood the message behind the boy’s words.

"I understand," He said as he stood, moving toward the door.

"Rest-- Continue recovering. I’ll handle this."

"Negan—" Kyrie stopped him. " Thank you"

Negan paused, hand on the doorframe. As he glanced back.

"You’re my boy, never you forget that"

Then he was gone, vanishing into the other parts of the house leaving Kyrie alone with his thoughts and his food.

Kyrie lost his taste but not out of fear or nervousness but pure shock at how far this man was willing to go even after knowing he wasn’t the Kyrie he always knew.

This was his father.

Kyrie was still in his thoughts when a beep was heard.

He looked at the side where he saw his prompter. Probably retrieved by Negan when he was out.

He looked at the device as his slitted pupils squinted. His fingers hesitating abit as he was about to tap the prompter.

Vivienne ?