Max Stats in the Apocalypse

Just as Roger noticed the incoming danger to his family, he looked at Kyla worriedly. Kyla was unaware of it and was oblivious to the fact that someone was shooting them with hostile intent, but as soon as she saw Roger's eyes, she understood something.

"Dad, Mom, Kyla, you can go on without me," Roger said, but before he could insist it on his parents, YT rushed in their direction with a gun in his grasp.

"Run!" Roger shouted, and that made them panic.

Roger's father acted calm, but even still, with how Roger was shouting, he couldn't discern why they had to run.

Roger then pointed in a safe direction and continued pushing them in that direction. Instinctively, his family followed where he was pointing as he was also running in that direction.

And just as a minimal amount of time passed, YT prepared his gun, pointing it at Roger's family. But not as fast as he could. Before he could pull the trigger, Roger threw his shoes at him at an intense speed.

As a reaction, YT let go of targetting them and evaded the shoes, but he didn't stop. As soon as he evaded the shoes that distracted him, he pointed the gun at them again.

In between two buildings, running in the shadow in the middle of the day with no other people present, Roger's prepared to catch a bullet in case it comes flying at them.

And as Roger was running with his family, YT pulled the trigger, first targeting his mother.

Roger's eyes dilated as he heard the suppressed gunshot, as well as his parents, who shouted in surprise. But for him, he must catch this bullet before it reaches his mother.

And luckily, Roger was able to catch this bullet, negating and ignoring the heat of the metal. YT widened his eyes inside his helmet. He was too stunned to speak. What he had witnessed was something unbelievable.

"So, this kid is an Awaken. It must be the reason why he was so confident." YT mumbled, but he didn't stop there. With the Glock 19 in his grasp, he pulled the trigger multiple times, shooting them with the intent to kill.

Shouts followed, and people nearby, inside the buildings, were alarmed. And as a reaction to it, they all looked for the source of the suppressed gunshots. Even though it had a suppressor, the sound of the gunshots could be recognized from a short distance away.

Roger could only hiss as well while he was catching the bullets at an intense speed. His family was worried, but they were still unaware that Roger was the reason why they weren't hit by the bullets.

And as his father, being the head of the family, courageously shifted his head to fight or at least distract the gunman. But as he shifted his attention, he was stunned to see Roger catching the bullets.

He also knew that those sounds were from suppressed guns, as their area was too used to gunfights. However, he didn't know that in a gunfight, it is possible to catch the bullets.

When Roger noticed his father's stunned expression, he simply stated, "I am an Awaken, Dad. Please, go. I can fight."

"But-!" His father would still insist on him being at the back, but Roger persisted in being left behind.

"Just go! Mom needs to be supported. She just came from the hospital, and her stitches would have opened if ignored. Please, go now."

His father just gritted his teeth and then said, "Be careful, son."

Roger nodded as he stopped running. He then looked at his mother, who was looking for him as well, and eyed her with worried eyes.

"Roger!" Her mother shouted worriedly, but without her knowledge, Roger would have to be left behind.

Her husband and Kyla carried her out of the location, running with Roger's mother, fighting to be let go and pull her son.

"I know that you would be too worried, mom," Roger mumbled as he continued to focus his attention on the gunman.

A few bullets flew again as another suppressed gunshot echoed through the area. However, Roger continued catching them, making the gunman take a pause in his job.

"What the fuck. How is this possible."

A few seconds later, people started flocking. They were too used to gunfights, but even with suppressors, they know what gunshots are. And, as they stood vigilantly watching and flocking in the distance, they all pulled out their phones and dialed 911.

Roger could only smirk as he noticed it. He mumbled, "So they are all used to gunfights. That made their courage that high, huh," But later on, got worried when his family got away from the scene.

"I trust you, Kyla," Roger mumbled, then rushed his body to the gunman while evading the bullets.

YT, as the gunman who became weak when his target evaded his bullets, panicked. When his magazine started losing bullets, he started running away from him. But as Roger noticed it, he pushed himself quickly to YT, putting him down on the ground.

A strong force pushed YT to the ground, smashing his helmet in the process. And as Roger was irritated and infuriated, he pulled the helmet off of him aggressively.

"What the fuck. You again?!" Roger shouted to see a familiar man. It was the person who visited him, the person who looked like a government agent.

"Fucking shit," Roger grumbled, then put his feet on his chest. To make him speak, Roger intimidated him, but he only became silent.

"Red Bulls again," Roger grunted, then continued pushing his feet on his chest, later cracking the ribs.

The fractures resulted in piecing through the lungs and the heart, and Roger knew it. He intended to kill him, but not too soon, as he wanted him to suffer.

"I was controlling myself, not doing much in this world as I wanted to enjoy the offers. Even if peace was just an illusion, I wanted to feel it." Roger mumbled to his heart then left YT on the ground, panting and breathless.

As he walked away, he went directly to where he had sent his family off. Then, as if time had passed, he continued contemplating.

"But that gang... was entirely a pain to me. I was foolish to believe that I could offer my family peace as well as myself. I was too foolish to believe that humans in this world were different from Murim people."

"However, they are not... Let's see... you haven't done much, but I will trample on what you have made."

And as Roger continued to save the distance between his family and him, he decided to wipe out the roots of this problem. He then promised himself to not contain himself while thinking of other people.

Setting someone who is above is the best thing for this. And even if he didn't want to do it, and live differently from his previous life, he couldn't choose wisely— in the sense that he could consider the best actions to take in each course. However, he had enough. And thus, he chose to trample the Red Bulls and take over their power. In that way, he can worry about things later and be complacent in the meantime because "enemies" have been cleared out of the picture.

***

Just after Roger secured his family's safety, the next day, he went to school infuriated. His family was slightly traumatized by it, and of course, he knew that he was influenced by the threats his family had.

But at least he wanted to get straight back into what they were. And he starts it with Taylor.

Roger slammed his hand on the table before Taylor, extremely surprising everyone inside the room. Also, Taylor was surprised; he didn't expect to see Roger alive and kicking. What happened yesterday?

'What the fuck, why is he still here?' Taylor thought but thinking much of it isn't helping. So, he had to play dumb if Roger ever suspected him.

'Something must have happened. That is why he is enraged in front of me. But, even if he suspects me, there's nothing he can do because he doesn't have any evidence.'

"W-What?!" Taylor stuttered.

Roger just remained silent, looking at his hands on the damaged table that he had just slammed. Then, afterward, a few seconds had passed, he eyed Taylor with his narrowing, tired eyes.

"I want you to tell me why the Red Bulls were there in the hospital." Roger had wanted to go to the Red Bulls, and he already knew where they were located. However, thinking about it, he didn't still punish Taylor for bothering him. He knew that he had done something with this, and even though he wasn't the one who planned this, Taylor still needs to be punished.

"I do really think that I am the main character. I don't care about anyone else. So, your presence just irritates me every time." Roger continued talking, then slammed the table.

"But I am asking you, why are you pissing me off? You even pulled some strings between the Red Bulls and my neighborhood. Why?!"

And as Roger exclaimed, everyone whispered about it, watching the scene with different sentiments.