"So… You transformed yourself into someone else's mother and tortured them in return for their son's money… They won't even be able to call them to check if it's true due to the communication block and if the school found out you would "Kill them,". It would also insight fear in them with the power of their enemy since they think they can get past the military's blocking when no one else could. Unless anyone knew about your powers, it would look way too convincing to be fake. You are truly a good actor! I am very impressed!" Moby's grin was as thick as honey and as vast as the ocean, he was surprised that he did not come up with such a strategy, but, it also made him ponder over all the havoc he and Jayden could have done if she were there with him.

"Thank you, my lord!! I am very honoured to receive such praise! Acting is a big part of my identity, with my previous inferior ability, I had to rely on it all of the time! I am happy to hear it is up to your standards!"

"Also, when exactly did you learn to clone yourself?"

"Oh! As expected of my lord's keen eye! Indeed! After I began experimenting with my new powers, I learned that one of them was to clone myself. However, those clones were not very strong at all, as such, they could not be used for anything outside of very basic tasks."

"That is to be expected," Moby nodded. "But, there are a few questions I would like to pose you… I assume you have access to some illegal database to find his mother's pictures along with other personal information, but what I want to find out is how do you know this Luke person's identity. From how you speak, you know him to be in the mammon's den at the time of the attack but was one of the few that managed to escape.

"Ahhh yes! He was a person that illegally used his ability to gain an upper hand in the games. He was immediately apprehended and had many things conducted on him… Including a scan to find his identity without him even knowing. But, there are also other methods… For example, if someone borrowed and owed me money, we would scan them for their identity just so we identify who does and who doesn't pay me back. As you know, I ran a less than innocent and honest business."

As soon as the mammon finished his explanation, Moby's face grew stunned as he came to a sudden realization. By asking Regrit and Hikari to go borrow money, he effectively exposed their identities to the mammon. Luckily, he managed to find out now so tragedy could be averted. If the mammon were to turn into Regrit's mother and do what he just did, he could not even imagine what kind of rampage he would go on or what kind of rage would consume him.

"I see, very good… But, there is a list of students I want you to whitelist, everyone else is fair game. I assume you will start with those who went into the mammon's den but then expand to the broader student-base in order to control and make the entire school into my own personal points farm."

"Indeed! I want the entire school to be trembling under your shadowy grasp! But, the people that you mention in your whitelist shall be spared,"

"Excellent! Begin the operation as soon as possible!"

"U-understood!" The mammon stuttered, brimming with excitement. "All shall be prepared within the weak! If you ever need to make any purchase with points, please let me know and I shall provide!"

"Very well… excellent work today, I am very pleased… I will contact you if I am in need of anything. In the mean-time, you are dismissed."

"As you command, Lord Joker!"

The mind-link was severed, and Moby was left on his back staring at the ceiling taking in all that happened with a smile on his face, imagining and coming up with plans for the future. This was only the beginning, there was much he could accomplish from this point forward.

But, before he even knew it, the sound of the creaking doors entered his ears, and there he saw a tired and rigid Regrit walking towards his bed and going to sleep, looking the other way.

At first, Moby simply ignored him, but after a few minutes of him lying down, he heard absolutely no snoring, so he knew that there was something awry.

"Hey, Regrit, I know you're still awake. Tell me, what exactly is bothering you?"

"Huh? It's 3:00 am! How aren't you asleep?"

"Why aren't YOU asleep? You never really train for that long. So, answer me this, what's making you act like this now?"

"..."

"Fine… That stuff you said about my mother, how the hell did you know about it?"

Moby smiled slightly as he looked at Regrit's back that was still turned from him. "If you tell me how you know my family's martial arts, I'd be more than happy to tell you…

The air went silent once more as Regrit began to ponder, but then the silence was broken with a deep breath that was proceeded with heavy words. "Do you really not remember?"

"Well, I don't remember anything before my parent's death… Everything before then is just a massive blank…"

"I see… I guess I can't really blame you... They were good people, at least from what I can remember from them… Sad that they had to go…"

"You talk like you know them. I had a feeling that you must be someone that used to be part of the dojo back then."

"Well… Yes, we were part of the same dojo, we trained together and practiced demon energy too. Unlike a lot of other families, my parents really focused a lot on martial arts. They scoured the entire world for a dojo that met their standards, but in the end that never happened. That was when one day, my father was going through some of the more run-down parts of country Z and he noticed the way of the blissful demon dojo. He didn't think much of it but he decided to try it out, despite the fact that the owners did not have any ability. We all had very low expectations, at that point we had even gotten bored of travelling all around the world visiting high-class, expensive dojos only to be let down over, and over, and over again. Me and my 'brother,' went along with my father to check out the place, and he was happy to see that the owners had a son of their own that was around our same age... and that was when we first met… Your parents were the only people in the entire world to be able to beat my father in an abilityless duel of both hand to hand and sword combat. And as such, we began training there every single day… And the rest is history… Now, it's your turn to answer my question… How do you know about my mother?"

Moby smiled as he heard Regrit's explanation that confirmed many of his thoughts and even further added on them. His parents were even greater than he thought, although it really should not have been such a surprise to him.

"Well, your brother said everything, you can thank him for me knowing," Moby responded, technically telling the truth.

"I see… I should have expected it to be that son of a bitch! What else did he tell you!?"

"Tell me more about my dojo and I'd be glad to tell you…"

"Nah! Fuck that! I know you're probably trying to scam me! I don't even know why I'm talking to you like this! GOOD NIGHT! … …. But thanks… You really saved my gut today even after I tried to fuck you over… You're not as bad of a guy as I initially expected..."

"This sappy talk doesn't suit you! Just shut up and go to sleep!"

"I'll gladly oblige!" Regrit spoke his final words before the snoring immediately ensued, making Moby cast a spell to silence him like usual.

'Wow, I didn't know a genuine 'thank you,' could even be uttered from that man's mouth,'