The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 97: Chapter 95: Unified Strength

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Chapter 95: Unified Strength ----- The chimeras were victims of secret government experiments on young, orphaned children who attempted to find a new way for humans to grow stronger through the assimilation and fusion of human and monster genes. From the weakest monsters out there to powerful boss-type monsters, some as strong as S-Rank They were all used as materials for this experimentation that mixed both genetic science and the new source of power, magic. They were born through experiments. Having lost the memories of who they used to be, this group of children, the few dozen that survived among the hundreds that perished by these experiments, felt like they didn’t belong in this society. And Scarlet could still clearly remember those times; they were horrible. The tortures, the smiles of the scientists, how they used her as a mere tool for their wicked experiments, how much they transformed her... until she could no longer remember the faces of the nuns in the orphanage she came from. The bright, blinding light of the experimentation rooms, the white walls, the plastic and metallic smell of the tools they used on her... The dizziness that their drugs caused in her body. The times when she couldn’t even feel her own body anymore. She and all those within the Dawn of a New World went through similar things. None of them were actually related by blood, but they became sworn brothers. Heisenberg resolved not to be abused any longer. He employed his strength and destroyed the laboratory, utilizing the very chimeric power the scientists gave him, and freed the other survivors. It was that day that she learned about freedom and about the power she held. No matter how many times they chased against them, together they fought against many odds and destroyed their foes, and once they finally gave up, they hid in society, in the shadows. While the rest of her friends, whom she cared deeply for, stayed the same, with their grudges against all of this society of weaklings and over a revenge they couldn’t properly fulfill with a near-indestructible government protected by Hunters, she slowly changed. Perhaps her memories resurfaced, or perhaps her personality was always like this, but Scarlet was much different than the rest. While they embraced their monstrosity and became loathsome against everything else, she embraced society and mixed with humans really easily. She hunted monsters and became a hunter herself, mostly as a way to infiltrate society for Heisenberg at first, but later on, she learned to enjoy being “a person.”. With her amazing talents, she gained fame, she saved lives, and her name became widespread. She was constantly employed by other guilds and cities to protect them and destroy dungeons. Without realizing it, through these years she spent living a double life as a hunter, Scarlet ended up becoming so different from her former friends, despite the similar hardships they shared, that she started to feel that they were wrong. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, she couldn’t help but find what they believed in and what they desired to be wrong. Killing innocent people just because they were weak? It felt wrong to her. Desiring to reform the world by destroying all of society? It felt strange—not something she would ever do. She quickly realized she had become the “stranger” and that, as she spoke more with people, she gained new friends and even fell in love with a young, brave man with a dark past and a strong heart; she never belonged with them. And now that she was going to let those she actually cared for and loved get killed horribly, she could no longer hold back anymore. She didn’t want to fight against them; she kept trying to convince herself that they weren’t monsters, that they were redeemable, and that if she talked to them, things could be different. But she was wrong. None of them ever took her words seriously, and none of them ever believed whatever she ever spoke about. And nobody within their gro