Kevin Smith was a powerless man.He had always been someone who would be termed as a ‘Bottom Feeder’. Having no other choice but to serve as the janitor for one middle-sized company, he accepted his fate and worked to earn a living.Being looked down on by both young and old alike pissed him off. Nothing was beneath him.Still, he had a dream, no—perhaps it was no longer a dream, but a small flickering hope—that his life would one day turn around. His seemingly impossible ambition of rising to power kept him going.And so, even though he was cussed at during work, had to bootlick his superiors, or went through unfair treatment, he held on to his goal—like a child with his favorite toy.Who would have thought that such an absurd dream made by a powerless man like him would end up being fulfilled? His wish was heard, and God himself answered it.During Christmas, while everyone was working due to the immense workload, he was taking care of the toilets—as usual.Suddenly, the environment

‘What are my true intentions for her, uh?’To be honest, I wasn’t even sure myself. I really did not need a sidekick or partner in my journey. There was the option of using her as a ‘Meat Shield’ in the case of danger, but I cared too much for her to consider doing that… at least not at first glance.Besides, my attachment to this woman kept growing day by day.With Annette death, my need for the emotional intimacy she readily supplied me with began increasing. Perhaps I hoped to replace Anne with Lara?No, that wasn’t possible. Lara could never be as pure as Anne. Still, I liked both of them in different ways. Anne’s naivety and kindness, Lara’s compatibility with me and her company.I was a bit conflicted now…“You’re overthinking things, Lara. I just enjoy your company. As for the Camp, I have plans for it, but it’s not time yet.” My lips moved to answer her query, choosing to respond in the most non-implicating way I could.“I see…” She mumbled.“Yeah. Besides, we still have time.

It didn’t take very long for me to locate them, given the advantage I had in sensory perception.Deciding to take care of the most troublesome first of all, I made my way to the second floor where I tracked my target’s presence and passed through her door.In an instant, I was greeted with the floral scent of the room. For someone like me who had heightened senses, it took a while for me to acclimate to the oddly sweet aroma that hung in the air.I shook off the feeling and set my eyes on the owner of the room—Chloe!She slept on her bed, humming in her usually charming voice. If I hadn’t known about her rotten personality, I would have taken her for the average teenage girl.Drawing nearer to her, I felt no hesitation or much emotion, simply anticipation for what was to come. Reaching her bedside in a flash, I reached out and tapped her, causing the girl to vanish into my [Subspace].‘I could easily just use to take her back, but this is much more fun… plus, I’m not in a rush.’The