Chapter 520

In Marvel, the System Works for Me

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Distraught, Robert made mistake after mistake at work. After causing his company a huge loss, he was fired.

Robert stood on the rooftop, facing the wind.

On one side lay an abyss of pain and despair.

On the other were his beautiful wife and adorable child.

To jump or not to jump—it came down to a single thought.

A man in black appeared and handed him a black business card.

The familiar white skull emblem.

Geralt: "How old are you!"

In a voice full of temptation, the man in black told Robert, "The Holy Father can't save you. Why not try Satan? At least Satan can help you get revenge, though it won't be free."

At the crossroads, Robert chose a third path. He took part in an experiment called the Parasitic Fetus.

Robert used his own body as a womb, absorbing a Floating Spirit as the embryo. Its nourishment came from the negative energy humans produced when they felt fear and despair.

In other words, Robert had orchestrated everything strange that happened in the house. Even the Floating Spirit that had originally lived there was a victim.

Geralt emerged from Robert's Memory Carousel.

He sighed.

Back in the second-floor hallway, Geralt pulled down the attic hatch and climbed the ladder that slid out.

The attic was small. Clutter lined both sides, and judging by the dust, the previous owner had left it behind. The center had been cleared for an Inverted Pentagram Array drawn in dried blood. At its five outer points lay a spider, snake, gecko, centipede, and lizard, each with its abdomen slit open. Ancient Enochian characters were inscribed inside the array.

Enochian was the language of angels and demons.

This was the