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Arthit sighed deeply and then nodded his head while holding her swaying figure in place. Darika tilted her head as she looked at him and said, "I've seen Bat-Man, Iron Man, Spider-Man, Super Man, and even I know Aqua Man but who is this "YOUR MAN" and "MY MAN". I've never heard of him. Mr. YOUR MAN MY MAN! Are you new to the trend?". 'Silly Darika is dangerous but Drunken Darika is as fragile as a ticking bomb', Arthit thought and massaged his head. "But you don't have a suit like Iron Man, Spider-Man. No Cap, no mask, and no red tight underwear like Superman. Even Aqua Man has antiseptic", Darika giggled loudly.

The middle-aged man closed the book, smiled faintly, and said, “Don’t call me sir. My name is Claus Motley.” Philip also smiled and said, “Philip Clarke.”

The man added "No actually, what's your name if I may ask?" Melnyk tried to be polite. The man hissed, turned his back and started to walk away. "As your king, I order you to stop" The man stopped and turned back once again. "You are not yet a king because you are scared to take the throne. What do you want?" The man asked again "Your name?" "It's Peter. Peter the bulldog" "Peter, do you want to be my beta," Melnyk asked

Temujin read aloud and then he and Aki both gasped. The name at the bottom of the book was Tamerlane Shonod.

The Holy Bible. “Our names are all listed in there.” Ben pointed at the Encyclopedia. “My name is Eligor or Abigor, and Richard is Ipos.” I flipped through the book. “Here is a reference guide,” he said handing me another. “We all have purposes...apparently.” He chuckled as he too began to guzzle the Brandy. I had taken only a sip and felt as though the hard liquor was going to burn a hole right through my throat. “Stevie is Abbadon. And Paulo. His true name is Lahash.”

Jack read. Jack started listing other names, “Thomas Bookerman, Terrance Grey, Stephen Moore, all unknown lineage!” “But the others, we read loads that had parents,” Alissa argued. “They had Fathers!” Jack turned to another page, “Amory Thissle and then Rudolphus Howthorne, it says nothing about mothers.”