Max Stats in the Apocalypse

Roger's family was a family of four. He had a father, as well as, of course, a mother. And the last member of the family, his younger sister. 

Roger joined them with a smile, and as it was a daily routine, he didn't feel any disconnection with them, although his memories begged to differ. 

Every day, he would try to reconnect with them. Even though it was something unusual since for them he had lost some of his memory, he didn't mind since it was normal for him to know them again.

But his heart didn't forget them. Even though his brain couldn't remember some of their relationships and closeness, his heart still beat warmly when he saw them.

And just as it was, Roger was contented with his third life. Even though he was somewhat of a danger-magnet, he was still kicking alive, happily.

It had just been weeks since he was discharged, but his younger sister couldn't resist ignoring him. 

Because of it, he was somewhat curious about why his younger sister looked so distant to him. Did he make a mistake that he later forgot about?

And just when they were starting to eat, his younger sister asked him. He was surprised, as he felt that his younger sister didn't like him. It was also as if the first conversation they would establish.

Roger was excited about it. Thus, he willingly answered her sister Kyla's question.

"Brother. Did something happen? Why are you still smiling when it is the first day?"

Roger became silent and looked at Kyla in her eyes.

At first, he was confused by what Kyla sounded like. There was as if a hint of something was behind her words, but for him, he couldn't assess or understand it.

It was a course of 30 seconds where Roger was just intently looking at her. And with that, their parents started to be suspicious about it. 

Their parents asked. First, it was their mother who took into her curiosity what her two children were talking about.

"Honey, is there something you'd like to say to us?"

When their mother faced her, Kyla instinctively flinched. She suddenly shook her head and smiled, dismissing the question her mother had asked.

"No, Mom. There's none. I was just curious."

"Curious about what?" their father asked.

Kyla, as a response, sweated. She was suddenly scared as if she didn't want to say something accidentally.

She then shook her head again.

"Uhm... Brother has a memory loss, right? I was just thinking that he might have been facing hard times on the first day." 

Roger already had a suspicion of what Kyla was saying. Even though he was clueless, he knew for sure that Kyla was hiding something. It was as if there was a secret that only the two of them knew. 

And even though Roger was curious about it, he didn't ask, just didn't put Kyla in an awkward and difficult state.

"If you say so." Then her mother disregarded the slight talk, continued eating, and then had a small talk about the day.

Meanwhile, Roger reserved a time in his schedule. He wanted to know something that Kyla wasn't able to say earlier. And to help him remember some of the things he might've forgotten, he would have to talk with her privately.

And just when they were done eating dinner, Roger helped her mother clean the dishes while Kyla went straight to her room.

Roger just looked at her sister's back with worry and saw her disappear, entering her room on the second floor.

Roger then shrugged and tapped his hand on the apron while removing it.

"Uhm. Mom, I think I still have some things to prepare. Can I leave the dishes to you?" he asked her mother, who was just beside him.

Her mother faced him with a smile.

"Of course. You can go now."

Roger respectfully left his mother before fixing the apron back in its place. When he was already dry, he climbed upstairs, then went in front of Kyla's door.

He knocked three times and waited for the door to open. After a few seconds, the door opened with Kyla's greeting, in a bored, static expression.

"What?" she asked.

"The thing you were talking about earlier. Care to enlighten me about it? I was curious." Roger said.

"Right... You don't remember it." Kyla remarked.

With it, Roger became more curious, making him ask more questions.

"What really is it, Kyla? Can you help me with remembering it? "

"No. Forget about it. Maybe you were just lucky this day." Then she closed the door, leaving Roger dumbfounded.

"What just happened?" he uttered, and after it, a snicker came after.

'Things on Earth are way more complicated than I expected. Is peace of mind really just an illusion? The fuck.'

Then Roger left Kyla's room and entered his own.

Meanwhile, Kyla was just behind her door, leaning her back on it. Her heart was beating fast, unable to think straight about what might have just happened.

'He was okay? He really was?! What's the meaning of this? Was what I just heard in school true? He fought with Taylor and came away with a win?!"

Many questions bothered Kyla's mind. Those questions didn't make her think properly about an appropriate answer.

If this continued, she'd fear what would happen tomorrow.

'No way... If that means... Then those girls will...'

She just teared up, surrendering on her knees, embracing them.

Tears rushed from her eyes. 'That stupid brother. Why does he always make things complicated for me? Why can he be so weak that it hurts my life too?'

Roger just shrugged his shoulders as he noticed that Kyla was still behind the door.

'What's she doing there? Is this what they call puberty? Oh, wait. Thinking about it, I haven't experienced a proper puberty stage since I fought nonstop wars in Kluma.'

Then, Roger entered his room, checking his computer again for another useful piece of information he might use in the future. Since there were still things that he couldn't clearly remember, like common sense and public order rules, he should study more.

Then he looked at the map, studying the history of the separation of districts in his country.