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Noah saw his father being beaten violently by those Ashford family soldiers.

And the reason?

They wanted to take away his little sister, and his father tried to stop them.

One of the soldiers became impatient and was about to kill him with a powerful kick.

But before he could even move, the entire region stopped in time.

Only the soldiers could see what was happening, because Noah allowed them to see. All the other people had their thoughts frozen as well.

Then the soldiers saw someone approaching them slowly.

Noah put his mouth beside one soldier's ear.

"Your soul will be tortured for eternity. You will beg for death, but death will never come for you. And do not worry, the Ashford family will soon follow you."

Noah had already created a soul snatching skill and made a grabbing gesture.

The souls of those twelve soldiers were torn out of their bodies.

He then created a storage space and made the environment extremely harsh.

The temperature reached 3000°C during the day and dropped to -250°C at night.

Forty eight punishers appeared to torture them day and night.

He also created a mechanism so that the moment a soul was on the verge of death, it would be healed again using his energy.

As a mythical grade being, Noah could do these kinds of things easily to lower level beings.

After dealing with them, Noah did not reveal himself to his family.

The Ashford family was nothing more than a trivial existence in front of him.

But if he revealed himself now, he would have to wipe out the Ashfords entirely, and that could attract the attention of the true overlords of the universe.

He did not want that attention yet.

He was nowhere near the invincible level. Until then, he had to wait.

However, he could not ignore his family's condition.

His father, who was only in his fifties, looked like a seventy year old man.

His little sister, once a great beauty, now looked malnourished and weak.

His mother appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

A single drop of tear fell from Noah's eyes.

He extended his hand and activated his healing energy.

Instantly, the three of them, who looked like they had not eaten for days, became fully nourished.

Then came the real evolution.

Their bodies began to evolve genetically.

Thirty minutes later, all three returned to their prime. Noah did not change their appearance much. He only healed them completely and placed three energy orbs inside their bodies.

These orbs would function as their nutrition source.

From now on, no matter what they ate, they would never lack nutrients.

Then he created a protective layer around their bodies. With it, no one would be able to harm them, unless the attacker was beyond Noah's power level.

That would be a different matter entirely.

This barrier also functioned as camouflage.

Anyone with ill intentions would be unable to see their true faces.

After that, Noah left the area.

He created a small house near the town and decided to live there.

The moment he left, the time freeze vanished.

No one felt anything unusual, as their thoughts had also been frozen.

Just as everyone believed that everything was normal and that the Aldric family was going to be destroyed that day, they realized the soldiers were gone.

As if they had vanished into thin air.

Eric was instinctively preparing to block the fatal kick, fully aware that he was about to die, when he suddenly saw the soldier disappear right in front of his eyes.

They turned into dust.

Moreover, the pain in his body vanished completely.

He had no time to think.

Eric rushed to his daughter and hugged her tightly.

"I do not know what happened," he said, tears streaming down his face, "but God did not abandon us completely."

Martha rushed toward them, her face filled with confusion and disbelief.

She thought she would lose both her husband and daughter that night. Her son was already gone.

She had even decided to commit suicide later that night.

But nothing happened.

They were safe.

"Thank you, God. Thank you for not abandoning us," she whispered.

They returned to their tiny apartment.

The other townspeople were confused, but no one dared to ask questions, fearing those monsters might reappear.

Inside the apartment, Naomi was still crying.

She was traumatized by the incident.

"Mom, Dad," she asked through sobs, "they will come again for me, right?"

They could not answer.

Even the daughters of world leaders were not safe, let alone a family like theirs.

"Let us leave this town and go somewhere else," Martha suggested suddenly.

"But where will we go?" Eric replied with despair on his face. "The entire planet is under their control. If they want to find us, there is nowhere we can run."

"Father," Naomi said, wiping her tears away, "I want to join the Revengers Association. I do not want to live like this anymore."

Martha instantly covered Naomi's mouth.

"Speak quietly," she whispered urgently. "If someone hears this and informs those monsters, they will kill us without mercy."

But no one noticed how fast Martha moved.

She covered Naomi's mouth with such speed that normal eyes would struggle to follow it.

No one noticed because all three of them were already far stronger than ordinary humans and could easily perceive such movements.

Naomi looked at her mother.

"We are already dying every day," she said calmly. "What worse can happen?"

The room fell into heavy silence after Naomi's words.

Eric sat on the broken chair, his hands clasped so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He looked at his daughter, then at his wife.

He had spent his entire life avoiding attention, enduring humiliation, just to keep his family alive.

But tonight, something inside him broke.

"I do not want you dragged into blood and death," Eric said finally, his voice hoarse. "I already lost my son. I will not lose you too."

Naomi lifted her head.

Fear still existed in her eyes, but it no longer ruled her.

"Father, if we keep living like this, we will die anyway. Slowly. Powerless. At least this way, I can fight back."

Martha wanted to object, but the words never came.

She had felt it earlier. The strength. The unnatural speed.

Something had changed inside them.

Even if she did not understand it, she knew tonight marked a turning point.

After a long discussion, both Naomi and Eric decided to join the Revengers.

They spoke in whispers.

Names were not mentioned.

Locations were not asked.

The Revengers were an underground organization that survived through absolute secrecy.

Recruitment happened quietly, through coded phrases, chance encounters, and acts of resistance.

The Revengers were not a single army.

They were scattered cells spread across cities and ruins.

Ancient martial families, retired generals, scientists, and broken survivors formed their backbone.

With modified weapons, stolen alien technology, and refined martial techniques, they could fight normal alien soldiers.

Sometimes, they even won.

But against high ranking commanders, they were nothing more than ants facing gods.

Still, ants could bite.

In this town alone, five Revenger members lived ordinary lives.

A shopkeeper.

A medic.

A transport worker.

A school assistant.

And a drunk who slept near the docks.

None of them knew the identities of all the others.

If one was captured, the rest would survive.

As Eric and Naomi spoke, one name repeatedly surfaced in their whispers.

The name of a man who could open a door.

A man who tested resolve before offering help.

Noah heard everything.

From inside the small house he had created on the edge of town, he observed silently.

Distance meant nothing to him.

Walls meant nothing.

He could hear their heartbeats, their breathing, and even the shifts in their emotions.

He knew the word Revengers from the memory of that soldier.

This organization would either become humanity's backbone or its final scream.

That depended on choices yet to be made.

His father joining them was not something he had planned.

Neither was Naomi.

For a brief moment, Noah considered interfering.

He could erase the Revengers.

He could elevate them instantly.

He could remove his family from the planet altogether.

But he chose none of those paths.

He wanted to see.

Humans grew strongest when pushed to the brink.

If he protected them too much, they would never evolve.

And he had already ensured that his family would not die easily.

The energy orbs inside them were not just nutrition sources.

They were seeds.

Seeds that would awaken through struggle.

The next morning, Eric left early under the excuse of finding work.

Naomi took a different route, her hood pulled low.

They did not walk together.

They did not look back.

From the shadows of reality itself, Noah watched.

The drunk near the docks lifted his head as Naomi passed.

For a brief moment, clarity flashed in his eyes.

Elsewhere, the shopkeeper locked his door earlier than usual.

The town was moving.

Slowly.

Carefully.

Humanity had not given up.

Noah closed his eyes.

"Let me see how far you can go," he murmured softly.

Above the town, unseen by any living being, invisible threads of fate began to shift.

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