Ruka asked Zaid, "Where will we find your brother, Boxery?"
Zaid replied, "We'll have to go back to the same site where you first found me."
"Okay," Ruka said softly. "But tell me one more thing — why do you call Kuze your enemy? You risk your life to save him every time."
Zaid's eyes darkened. "His grandfather knew the truth but lied about me. Before his death, he told Kuze, 'When the time comes, kill Zaid.'"
Ruka frowned. "Did you see that in your dreams?"
"Yes," Zaid said. "But Father Draxel erased that memory."
Ruka looked at him. "How did you feel when you found out the truth?
Zaid sighed. "Everyone used me... but you never did. Your love is real."
Ruka blushed. "Stop it, you're making me embarrassed."
Meanwhile, Lorya was furious — smashing chairs in rage. Chucky entered and said,
"Captain, that's enough! Should we capture Zaid's best friend Kuze and make him talk? He might reveal everything about their mission."
Lorya nodded coldly. "Do it. Bring him to me. I'll hear the truth from his own mouth."
Chucky went to Kuze's camp with soldiers. "You two, guard the door," he ordered. "If he tries to run — shoot his leg."
Then he kicked the door open.
Kuze looked up in shock. "What's happening, Captain?"
"Don't play smart," Chucky barked. "I know you know Zaid's plans."
"I don't!" Kuze protested. "If I did, I'd tell you. Draxel ruined this world, and his son can create anything."
Chucky struck him. "Arrest him. Take him to Lorya. We'll make him talk."
Kuze was dragged before her, blood dripping from his lip.
Lorya said, "Kuze, I'm giving you one last chance to save your life. Tell me everything about Zaid's plan."
Kuze answered, "I don't know his plan. If I did, I'd kill him myself."
"Kill him?" Lorya asked. "He's your friend!"
"No," Kuze said. "He won't save me. Draxel erased everyone's memories."
Lorya leaned closer. "Explain."
"Draxel invented something called Alien Juice — three types," Kuze began.
"The first saved dying soldiers — but had no real power.
The second was given to Boxery, Zaid's brother — it could open, rewrite, or erase memories, even glimpse parts of the future.
The third Draxel gave to his real son, Zaid — it turned him into a soul-eating alien with power beyond comprehension. He could destroy the world in a second."
"My grandfather also worked on transformation serum — under government orders to save humanity. Draxel destroyed the formula to protect people, but his friend Poxey hid a few samples and sold them to the military. They used it as a weapon, dumping the rest beyond the Yellow Door."
"When people turned on Draxel's family, he erased their memories out of fury. My grandfather kept a diary, but his mind was wiped too. He joined the Alien-Eat Special Squad and died in the Five-Year Battle. Later, I found his notes and learned the truth. I swore I'd kill Zaid myself."
Lorya said, "And what about Zaid's brother?"
Kuze took a breath. "Draxel was married to Melissa. One night, at a club, he got drunk and… something happened with a maid. When Melissa found out, she thought it was a government trap to separate them. And she was right — it was. But the plan failed. After Zaid's birth, Boxery was born a few months later. Melissa died that same night. Draxel raised Boxery in secret and gave him a mission — I don't know what it was."
Lorya nodded. "Alright, Kuze. Go. If you find anything about Zaid, report to me immediately."
"Yes, Captain," he said, and left the tent.
Meanwhile, Zaid and Ruka reached the mountain cave where Boxery lived.
Zaid said, "Wait here, Ruka. I'll check first."
He entered and saw his brother.
"Big brother," Boxery smiled. "I'm happy to see you again."
Zaid smiled faintly. "Prepare a room for me and Ruka."
"Of course, brother," Boxery said and went to arrange it.
Zaid called Ruka inside.
"Everything's ready," Boxery said. "You've traveled far. Get some rest — we'll talk later."
He bowed slightly and stepped out of the cave.
Morning came. Ruka woke Zaid with a whisper. "Zaid—wake up. A new day. Our mission begins."
Zaid opened his eyes and smiled. "Alright, Ruka. Come here—where were you heading?" He kissed her briefly, a quiet moment before the storm.
The door slammed open. Marcho strode in without knocking. Zaid snapped, "How dare you enter my room without asking? Idiot!" He shoved Marcho aside.
"Calm down," Ruka scolded. Marcho bowed hastily. "My apologies, master. I didn't mean to disturb. Breakfast is ready—your brother Boxery sends word."
Zaid grunted. "Fine. We'll be down. But next time—knock. Or I'll make you regret it."
They dressed and joined Boxery for breakfast. Boxery greeted them warmly. "Come, big brother—sit with me."
Zaid rolled his eyes. "Don't play games. I'll sit with Ruka."
Boxery watched them, then asked, "Did you both sleep well?"
"Perfectly," Zaid replied, too casually.
There was a hesitation in Boxery's voice. "When I opened your memories, I saw things you called 'new'—but I also saw the real past my father Draxel erased. I saw his truth." He sounded unnerved. "So why didn't you attack me then?"
Zaid smiled, coldly. "If I wanted to kill you, it would've been done. You know that, little brother. You're still a child to me. I need you—help me unlock and control my monstrous alien power."
Boxery met his gaze. "First, are you ready? You'll have to sacrifice something precious."
At the same time, a royal messenger arrived at Queen Victoria's palace for Lorya: Come at once. I demand the truth about Zaid. Lorya turned to Chucky. "Today I go to the Queen. You are in charge."
In the throne room, Lorya bowed. Queen Victoria's voice was calm but sharp: "Explain the Juice."
Lorya spoke plainly. "Your Majesty: the first formula was a field remedy—kept dying soldiers alive, nothing more. The second was given to Boxery—capable of opening, rewriting, or erasing memories, even glimpsing fragments of the future. The third—Draxel placed it in his real son, Zaid. It transforms him into a soul-devouring alien, with a power no one truly comprehends. He could destroy the world in an instant."
"Find his mission," the Queen ordered. "Then decide how to act."
Back at the camp Zaid barked orders. "Boxery—take fifty aliens and wipe out the Special Squad. Don't waste time."
Boxery hesitated. "Brother, you move too quickly. We need a plan."
"My plans are mine and Ruka's," Zaid snapped. "If you fear death, send Ario instead."
"Okay," Boxery said, closing his jaw. "I'll lead the strike."
"Also—deal with Lorya. I want her head. She hurt Ruka," Zaid added.
Boxery's face went pale. "You expect me to kill Ruka? If she's captured—"
Zaid struck him, anger blazing. "Ruka is my love. Say that again and I'll kill you. Leave my sight."
Boxery swallowed and fell in line. He gathered his forces and moved to the battlefield. Soul-balls streaked through the air; Special Squad soldiers fell by the dozen.
Chucky watched in disbelief. "He made my job easier," he muttered as Boxery wiped out waves of enemies—thirty in an instant. Just as Chucky lunged to strike Boxery down, Ario intervened and pulled Boxery to safety.
The mission had succeeded—Zaid's attack annihilated the Special Alien Squad. When the dust settled, only seven members remained: Chucky, Leo, Kuze, Barthood, Meko, Berk—and a handful of wounded survivors.
Lorya returned from the palace, stunned at the carnage. "Why didn't you save our people?" she demanded.
Chucky explained, grim-faced. "Captain, Zaid sent Boxery with fifty aliens. Boxery unleashed soul-balls. We tried to capture him—Ario rescued Boxery."
Lorya's eyes burned. "Zaid… you will not be spared." She turned away. "I'm going to Zaid's cave. This battle is only beginning."