Max Stats in the Apocalypse

After what happened in the Blue Neighborhood, Roger went to the hospital where his mother was confined. When he arrived, he met his father, and Kyla, by the side of his mother's hospital bed.

'Even with how strong I was, I wasn't able to make my family unharmed.' Roger gritted his teeth as he slowly approached them.

"Kyla... Dad..."

His father and Kyla looked at him as they all remained silent by their mother's side. The next day, they got their own room, and there was only Kyla and Roger left, tasked with looking out for their mother for the day, excused from school.

"Kyla, don't you think it is too dangerous-!" Roger was suddenly cut off as Kyla said her thoughts. "Teach me how to fight."

Roger was left surprised as his eyes stilled on Kyla's position.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I told you right? Teach me how to fight. " Roger was still in disbelief. He was so dumbfounded that he was unable to build up the words to reply. He sighed, and returned his gaze to her.

"Did you mean everything you said? You mean, you wanted me to teach you how to fight?" Roger asked in a confused manner.

Kyla nodded, "Yes. I am afraid of what happened to mom will continue. Our school doesn't specialize in fighting, and just the ability to survive was enough for them. I want to learn how to bring down enemies."

"Kyla, what you are saying is too hard for me to comprehend. I can't take it instantly." Roger said, but he was hushed down as Kyla glared at him.

"I know what you did yesterday and I know that you searched for who did this to her. Did you find him?" Kyla asked intently.

Roger sighed and nodded, "Yeah. But the root of this was still there. I am preparing to bring them down."

"Them? So you mean that they were plenty? I don't care who they are, but I'm not relieved even that my mother is now okay. I need to see them suffer." Kyla exclaimed, her eyes brimming with frustration and rage.

Roger could only see his sister with uncertain eyes.

'Why does it appear that Kyla was too angry over the threat to her family? What is the memory of her that I cannot remember?'

'I can understand her, but for me to not notice this is a bit of different talk. Just how come I can't discern my own sibling.' Roger continuously thought as he worried about what might happen next.

"I understand...." As Roger said those words, some memories rushed back to his brain, slightly hurting him as he remembered what Kyla was. And as he patched all of it, he was baffled by how Kyla was overly protective of her family.

'Kyla was the one who always protected me when I was young. But, she knew my deepest secret, which made her so far from me.'

***

(Roger's POV)

My sister saw me fighting with the small bullies who came at me when I was a first-year student. They were those who wanted to have fun after the huge bullies stomped on weaks, taking some leftovers.

However, I can take them, unlike Taylor, who was stronger than me. But that fight, my sister saw it, and she was baffled. Knowing that she wasn't a kid anymore, she dispised that I acted to be weak.

That is when Kyla deemed me weak, as that is what I chose to be. There, she distanced herself as she felt that she was unneeded. After all, I can fight.

But there, I made a mistake. Not even once did I try to explain it to her. Not even once... What can I do? I was stupid enough to want peace of mind while silently cursing the world. She could be my only ally, but I decided to cut her off.

It was too complex to easily understand, as after she finished her middle school years, she was deemed as the Skinny's sibling. There she suffers, without my knowledge.

***

"Kyla... wait a minute, did you perhaps know that I can fight, and that is why you were not surprised by how I defeated Taylor?" Roger suddenly asked, and that stiffened Kyla.

"Why do you ask that?" she asked in a solemn tone.

"I regain some of my memories. And I am confused. Why did the two of us become so distant? " Kyla remained silent, then slowly sat on a chair nearby. She sighed and started talking.

"Well, it can't be helped. But I need to tell you this. Do you remember Excel?" Roger nodded.

"He harassed me after using your friendship. But you didn't know that it happened after you ignored me. And there, I tried to at least be connected with you again, but you kept on disconnecting with me."

Roger's eyes filled with rage after the first few phrases reached his ears. "Harassed? Him?"

Kyla rolled her eyes as she looked at Kyla with disdain.

"Now you are acting like that because now you know? What a useless brother you are. You always keep things hard for me."

Roger suddenly became silent and lowered his head.

"I am sorry, I don't know," he said.

"It was long ago, and I don't care about it anymore." Kyla said, but he suddenly cut her off.

"I do care!"

"Of course, because you apparently had a new personality after waking from a coma. Now, do you know why I don't care anymore?"

"Why?"

"Because I already took my revenge. I broke one of his eggs."

Roger could only raise his eyebrow as he heard Kyla's words. It was some kind of turn of the page that he himself didn't expect. There was an invisible line that expected him to know who his sister was, but from what he could see now, with the eyes filled with nothing but hatred, it was way more than he expected.

'Was this the kind of toughness my sister's personality had?'

Roger was at it, and so, he could only try to sink things in as he faced his sister once more, thinking of possibilities that he had unintentionally overlooked for the past few days.

The sweetness he was expecting crumbled on its own as he faced what reality is.