Demon Lord Shapeshifting System

Harker wanted to follow them, but they were stopped by the police and questioned due to their report of the terrorist attack. The cars went away before he could tell them about it.

"The terrorist had escaped and went over there!" Harker pointed at the back of the hospital. "You have to hurry and get to them!"

"Alright, son." A male officer said. "Raise your hand up first and don't make any sudden movements. We just need to frisk you up and make sure you don't have anything suspicious with you."

Harker gritted his teeth. Those cars….

Where the hell did they come from? What did they want with the zombies….. With his Mom?

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"Did you end the curse?" Chloe asked once they were free to get inside.

The electricity was back on. Apparently, someone had cut off their connection from the inside of the hospital itself. It was a planned operation, and cleanly done. The people who were responsible clearly knew what they were doing so that even the generators won't work.

Harker slumped on the chair, deep in thought. He was still dazed by this rollercoaster of events. His emotions were played with like a yo-yo.

Chloe pouted, going by his side. "Harker? Are you okay?"

Mina decided to speak out for him. She took Chloe's hand….

And said softly. "We met your Mom, Chloe."

The little girl was of course shocked, despite already anticipating it due to G.G. Faust's letter. Mina explained what had happened, and Chloe just listened with the same pensive look as her brother.

"These men in suits….. Do you have any idea who they may be?" Chloe asked.

Harker shook his head. "No. These people don't even look like they're from here."

"They're possibly Western European. I couldn't detect which country though as my knowledge of other nationalities is still limited. I just based it on their accent." Mina said.

"Accent?" Harker asked.

"Mn. I heard their voices a little." Mina told them.

Harker thought about it. If this was just about G.G. Faust, then the electricity should have been broken down because of the zombie attack itself. Either the zombies destroyed the electrical lines or some magic bullshit.

But it wasn't. It was a planned attack. So someone else must have been aware that the zombies will go here because of the Jones' family being in this hospital. Something ain't clicking.

Harker presented this line of thought to the girls, and they were left skeptical of the situation too because of this.

"So someone must have known about our whole family history then, right? Maybe G.G. Faust has a rich friend that he told about his evil plan, and was there to make sure that it works once he comes back from the dead." Chloe said.

"But why only now? Why would the curse activate the moment you saw the letter and learned the truth?" Harker asked.

"Maybe the letter itself was cursed. It was common for Chinese cultivators to put energy inside paper, just like in spirit-summoning talismans and protective talismans." Mina said.

"Then who could this friend be? Is it only one person, or was it a whole lot of Satanic cultists?" Harker guessed.

The only way to gain more information was to ask someone who knew G.G. Faust personally. And since his mother was no longer available….

Harker approached his Dad after he was questioned by the police.

"Dad…. You knew that G.G. practices the occult, right?" Harker asked him.

His father looked pained again at the mention of G.G. He clutched his small piece of wood tighter.

"I did. Why do you ask?"

"Do you also know some of the other Satanic people he hangs around with? Possibly members of his cult?"

His father scowled. "Harker, they're not in a cult. They were just a group of teenagers trying to practice some other beliefs than the conventional ones. Don't get it twisted."

"I ain't getting it twisted, Dad! That son of a devil—"

Harker calmed himself. This night really took a toll on him, and he got impatient with how much his Dad trusted this undead friend.

"I…. I really need to know anything about G.G.'s friends and connections. Anything would do." Harker said, looking sheepish. "Sorry for cursing, Dad."

His father did not look mad with this outburst. He just put a hand on Harker's face.

"Are you sure you're alright, Harker? You have cold sweat all over you…. And you look really tired."

Harker sighed, and put his father's hand gently off his face. "I won't force you if you don't know anything. Let's just forget about it."

He'd just ask Roland's connections again. It's his uncle, maybe it would be easier for him to find out something. Hopefully he's not as reluctant as his Dad to give information.

"Wait a minute, Harker." His Dad suddenly called out. "I don't know much about G.G.'s other friends. He barely spends time with them, and only meets up almost once a month. But he did give me this…"

He took something from his pocket that he seemed to carry around him at all times besides the wood.

It was a…..

Shard. There was no mistaking it.

"I forgot when he gave it to me. But I remember he told me to keep it safely and that if I don't want to have it, I should just look for something called 'An Xin'." Howard said.

He was looking at the Shard like he was about to cry. "I never knew what that meant, or what it even was. Much less find it. But it's the only connection with his strange fascination with the occult that I have."

Harker's eyes widened. His heart started pounding, and his head started to ache at the mention of the name An Xin.

All this time, his Dad held a piece of the Orb of Omniscience. From a friend who tried to steal his wife from him and get him killed by zombies.

Now Harker was even more confused. What's the deal with this G.G. Faust!? None of his actions made sense!

If it was so easy to get rid of him, why did he even rise from the grave in the first place!? Why would he give the Shard to his Dad, especially if he knew how powerful it was or even its background? It's all a mess, trying to figure out this man….

Unless some of their assumptions of him were incorrect.

[Shard spotted! You have retrieved 2/13 of the Orb of Omniscience!]