Uncontrollable power may invite calamity, but lack of power will lead you to destruction in calamity.

No one can beat Anthony. Hopkins understands this sentence better, and he also had a vulnerable period of youthful ignorance, during which he lost his parents, his home, and his sister Sasha; The 14 years spent in orphanages, public welfare boarding schools, and universities, and later in human society with his incomparable mind, sensitive organs, steely muscles and bones, and countless rich experiences in the past 20 years have well deepened this impression.

Catherine has superhuman strength, Anthony. Hopkins too, as their children, Sasha. Hopkins' power manifests itself at the time of his full moon, and reaches its first peak at the end of the third summer after his arrival into this world; At the time Anthony. Hopkins and he were in the depths of the Amazon jungle, far away from the civilization of human industry and commerce, surrounded by kudzu vines, orchids, bromeliads, crocodiles, and forest worms, and the only thing that bears the signs of the 21st century is probably the circular scar on Dr. Hopkins' left hand after the removal of the deformed sixth finger. Without much thought, Dr. Hopkins almost forcibly brought Sasha, who was only three years old at the time, into his spirit, just as he had led Sasha's mother, Catherine, into his house of memory years earlier.

If this riot hadn't come so early, let's say, in another five years, even four years, then Anthony . . . Hopkins can also teach Sasha how to build his own palace in the spirit world, and skillfully store and store his memories and powers in it - just as he always keeps his memories of that winter's stinking black hole in a hard-to-reach and open cellar, Sasha can hide special powers that are temporarily completely unmatched with his body in a certain room...... Unfortunately, Sasha, though clever at the time, was still too small to even control his powers, let alone keep them under his own sanity—Dr. Hopkins had to open his world, and in his domain, in the center of the tall and majestic mansion stood a blue-gray tower, flanked by dark brown marble wings.

At the end of the tower was a small room, which had been stationed from the fifteenth century to the nineteenth century, as a night watch, to keep an eye out for fires and thieves in the mansion and the surrounding woods, but for the last two hundred years it had become an empty and idle place, and later Dr. Hopkins had put some of his own hand-peeled specimens in it—of course, they no longer existed, and the force of the sand was so great that the big ones could grind almost everything into powder— Fortunately, he had always remembered his father's instructions, and if he did not want to dig out his head, he had to control as much as he could, to control the violent, powerful, invisible things, and let them lie dormant quietly in the small room with the conical hat.

This door was opened by Anthony. Hopkins & Sasha. Hopkins closes together.

Now, they were going to open it and release the trapped beast that had been imprisoned for thousands of days and nights.

A crack opened in the door, and at first there was no movement, and it was dark to look into, but Sasha could see a little silver glitter, like a beast opening one eye in its fur, and then a second, and then a third, and a fourth...... The points of light converge so quickly into a line, then into pieces, into surfaces, and finally converge into a huge wave of light, surging and destroying in an instant.

***

Anthony. Hopkins snapped his eyes open, he took two steps back, he couldn't see what was hidden, but he could feel it...... They were coming, growing, stretching—he indulged them as they passed through his body and stirred up the forces that lay deep in his marrow and brain, a feeling he hadn't seen in a long time, but it still made him feel comfortable. The "ghoul" stretched out his hands, his fingers inserting like a hot fork into the smooth, hard surface of the electromagnetic door, and tearing them open, and then he stepped over the twisted metal and stood in front of the high-voltage wall that was immediately opened by the attack on the outer barrier - he also had such a device outside his room at the State Baltimore Psychiatric Crime Hospital, but not so advanced, the tempered glass partition wall became transparent by the passage of electricity, and he could see his child, Sasha. Hopkins stood quietly behind the glass partition wall, the attack had extinguished the lights in the room that had been on day and night, but the dazzling sparks from the electricity still allowed Dr. Hopkins to distinguish the location of Sasha, and the child's eyes gleamed in the darkness, and he made a "keep your distance" gesture to Sasha...... The man's fingers pressed against the tempered glass, and after a few seconds, starting from the wall next to it, everything crumbled into powder without the slightest warning, and the heavy glass partition wall disappeared, and the current that had lost its conduction made a small crackling sound in the air, shaking the air.

Anthony. Hopkins waited patiently until the current was completely gone, and darkness fell, and he gently lifted one foot and stepped into the powder of the glass, and his fingers touched Sasha, and then his arm, and he picked up the child and wrapped it tightly in his chest—and during these months, Sasha. Hopkins was at least four to five pounds lighter, but he had grown an inch and a half taller, and Hopkins estimated that the growth rate was still within the normal range—he grunted in satisfaction, as for the weight, as long as there was a comfortable and safe living environment and sufficient, nutritious food and water, he would soon be able to raise it back.

"Get out of here." Sasha said, his voice as low and deep as an adult's.

"Of course," Dr. Hopkins said, "there is no doubt about it. ”

Before turning to leave, he took a look at the room (darkness to Anthony. Hopkins didn't get in the way), quickly, but he thought he had seen everything he wanted to see, and before leaving the room, he sniffed vigorously at the stench of burnt plastic, sticking his tongue out between his teeth until the saliva on it cooled in the flowing airstream, like licking a piece of flesh that no one else could see or touch.

As he finally stepped out of the deformed electromagnetic door, he glanced at the surveillance probe, which he didn't know had been destroyed by the residual current.

***

The person in charge of Area G stared at the monitoring screen, his face was blue and his eyes were gloomy.

A suspected poisoner, who had been mistakenly released by a deranged guard, suddenly tore open the metal door and brought out the sand. Hopkins - it's not a big deal, they're still in Sector G, and Sector G is cordoned off, and the electromagnetic doors at both ends can only be opened after ten minutes, during which time they don't even think to open them by any means (they're not like room doors, they're filled with concrete), and ten minutes later - they can do no more than a dozen ways to take down the bastard who should have been sent to the electric chair a long time ago...... He wouldn't think that the child he had in his hands could be used as a hostage, would he? The person in charge suddenly thought of this, his jaw tightened slightly, but he immediately relaxed, he knew every resident of Area G very well, a little bastard of criminals, the agency might order him to save the child's life if he could, but if he really couldn't, or if something happened, he wouldn't be charged with it.

It's not the FBI that stupidly succumbs to the pressure of public opinion, it's the Department of Justice, the police department, and so on, who know how to protect their own people.

***

Anthony. Hopkins stood in the hallway, the lights in the hallway still intact, and the electromagnetic doors in the other rooms still very firmly in place, and the situation in Sasha did not affect the outside.

Everything looks fine, Mr. Ghoul gives a smile of unknown significance.

Fluctuations and eddyes that are imperceptible to humans and instruments are spreading out around the father and son, not very fast, but they are irresistible and indestructible—they pass through the air, metal, concrete, glass, and human bodies without compromise, and work in their nerves, Anthony. Hopkins looked up, he couldn't feel the emotions of others like Sasha and Catherine, but he could sense malice and murder like real wild animals—behind those heavy electromagnetic doors, beating hearts, wrapped in solid flesh on the outside, and venom-filled brains above the hearts, all three of which responded to the power that had been imprisoned for so long...... It roared and rolled up, swept all the desires and powers into it, and made them swell and strong...... Just like Anthony. Hopkins, the adorable little creatures of the Amazon jungle, and the residents of Area G feel the same.

It can make you feel like you know everything and can do anything.

In fact, it's very similar to psychotropic adrenaline. Anthony. Hopkins thought, Sasha's cheeks pressed against his neck, their hair in between, the constant oozing sweat making it all wet, the child's breathing was heavy and purring, like a puppy running to exhaustion.

Dr. Hopkins stroked the back of Sasha's neck, the end of the child's neck bone protruding and clutching his palm.

The "stuff" in the cell is boiling.

Dr. Hopkins ran forward, and behind him, flames and loud explosions pierced half of the hallway, and a quarter of the metal door was flung against the ceiling of the same material.

Then, more doors opened.

The beast summoned more calamities.

(To be continued)

Note 1 - refers to Anthony. The winter when Hopkins' sister Sasha was killed and eaten.

Kindness...... This chapter has been revised many times, this purely spiritual thing...... It's really hard to write, I hope adults can still understand it, and there should be two more chapters to follow, try to release it tonight or around tomorrow.