His Way Back to Supremacy novel Chapter 1

"You punk!"

Thistle Isle was a quiet and peaceful place at night. The night breeze blew across the sea as soft waves lapped against the shore at a rhythmic pace. But the sounds of nature failed to drown out the groans and murmurs coming from two young adults under the dim light.

"Hestia, stop messing around. Just lie down and stay put, alright? Let me massage you for a bit."

Perseus Caitford shook his head, a bitter smile gracing his face. He looked at Hestia Townsend, who was lounging on a chaise lounge chair. His throat bobbed slightly as he secretly gulped.

Hestia's long red dress made of light mesh was draped on her body. The dim light illuminated her silhouette and accentuated her tantalizing curves even more.

Her head was slightly tilted at the moment. Undoubtedly, she was a gorgeous woman with beautiful eyes, a straight nose, and a pair of red full lips. Right now, she wore a resentful look.

"You knew how strong you are, yet you didn't hold back when you were beating me up just now! Are you really that eager to get out of here and return to your girlfriend?" Hestia complained huffily.

Perseus shuddered at the mention of his girlfriend. He stopped massaging Hestia at the same time.

"It's been three years. It's time for me to go back."

Perseus' eyes glinted. "I need to visit my parents, after all. I've never contacted them over the past three years."

Three years ago, Perseus had graduated from Neptuna Medical School alongside his girlfriend, Rochelle Koch. They began their internship together at a hospital.

One night, Perseus was on his way home when he stumbled across a pervert molesting Rochelle. Perseus, being hot-headed and brash at that age, instantly saw red. He proceeded to give a harsh beating to the pervert, causing the latter to be hospitalized.

As for Perseus, he was sentenced to a five-year imprisonment because he had severely injured the pervert.

He had spent his last three years serving his sentence in Thistle Isle Prison. The first day he was there, he ended up becoming a student to an overpowered master who trained him in both medical techniques and close combat. Then, he joined Eternos, an organization in the prison, and successfully became the new Prison King.

Defeating Hestia was the only criterion needed for him to leave Thistle Isle Prison. So, Perseus beat her up to go home.

"Yeah." Hestia nodded in response.

The atmosphere soon became sullen. Hestia arched an eyebrow while asking, "By the way, punk, who's sexier? Me or your girlfriend?"

"Seriously, Hestia?"

A blush crept onto Perseus' cheeks at that moment. "Can you stop seducing me? I'm scared that Mr. Sanders might whoop my ass later."

"Tch! As if you're really scared of him!"

…

Perseus walked out of Neptuna Airport with an old and battered duffel bag the next morning at 9:00 am sharp. He had dark skin and sported a buzz cut that made him look fierce and capable. An animated sparkle danced in his eyes the whole time.

"Skyview Acres, please," he said after getting into a cab. Then, he began drinking in the changes which had taken place in Neptuna over the past three years while secretly lamenting about them.

"I wonder if Mom and Dad are doing well these years. They must hate me, right?" he mumbled to himself.

Three years ago, Perseus was the perfect son that every single parent wished their child could ever be. At the same time, he was the valedictorian who excelled in sports and had a heart of gold. All in all, he was his parents' pride and joy.

But he got thrown into jail around the same time as well.

Memories of the past fleeted across Perseus' mind like a cinematic reel. Soon, the cab slowed to a halt outside Skyview Acres. The sight of the old and rundown house caused his emotions to stir.

Perseus had to take a moment to recompose himself before reaching out for the iron gate. To his surprise, the rusty gate swung open even though he had only touched it.

Perseus walked into the small courtyard to see an elderly woman standing in a corner, her back terribly hunched. She had a head full of gray hair and a gaunt, tired face. One glance at her told Perseus that she was plagued by a plethora of illnesses.

"Mom?" he called out tentatively.

"P-Perseus?"

Lindsay Hardy snapped up with a jolt. She turned around slowly to stare at Perseus in disbelief.

"Perseus, my dear son… Is that really you?" she cried.

"Mom!" Perseus rushed over to hug Lindsay, feeling pinpricks of pain attacking his heart.

Lindsay was only 50 years old this year, yet she'd wilted so much that she looked like an 80-year-old. She could barely walk properly without stumbling over. Her back was so hunched that she might as well be carrying invisible weights at all times.

"Mom, it's me… I'm here…"

"I'm so glad that you've come back to us, Perseus…"

Tears rolled down Lindsay's face as she cupped Perseus' cheeks to look at him. Then, she slapped him on the shoulder heavily, a glint finally appearing in her dull eyes.

Once they entered the house, Lindsay poured Perseus a glass of water right away.

"Perseus, isn't your sentence supposed to last for five years? Why did they release you this soon?"

Lindsay recalled that the pervert refused to settle the case privately after the incident. That was why Perseus was sentenced to five years in prison.

It had only been three years. How was he able to get out so soon?

"Oh. I'm a medical student, you know. I helped a lot of inmates during my time there, and I maintained good conduct. That's why my sentence got reduced."

Eternos was supposed to be a hidden organization, so Perseus came up with an excuse on the spot. He was more curious as to how his home became this rundown in just a few years.

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