—I'm going to show you something right now that is going to answer all your questions—"Really?" Allen replied as he shot his ear up. —Yes, and it has to be done before you go on to your next mission. Are you ready for it?— Allen hesitated for a moment before he answered. "Yes, I'm ready."—Okay then, close your eyes— Ultimate said and Allen did immediately as he was told. When he finally opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the middle of a vast, empty room. He was wearing a white jumpsuit, and his hair was short and buzzed. In front of him was a floating orb of light, which seemed to pulse with a life of its own."Hello, Allen," the orb said, its voice soft and soothing. "Welcome to the System."Allen's gaze lingered on the orb, its iridescent glow casting a mesmerizing spell that seemed to hold him captive. "The System?" he echoed, his voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. The very mention of such a concept sent a shiver down his spine, conjuring im
—Wake up now, dreamer boy— Ultimate's voice rang through the corners of the room making Allen's eyes flutter awake. "I'm ready, I'm ready." Allen continued to mutter against his breath. —That's enough now Allen, you are back on planet Earth—Immediately Ultimate said those words, Allen rubbed his eyes with both hands and turned to see that was back in his room. "He's gone?" Allen questioned. —Who is?— Ultimate asked. "The orb." Allen stuttered slightly as he spoke. —The orb is a non-entity Allen so it doesn't have a gender— Ultimate corrected. Allen shrugged his shoulders like it didn't concern him. "So what now?" Allen hadn't gotten all the words out yet when his phone beeped. He took the phone out of his pocket checked his notification and saw that he had a message from. He furrowed his brows as he opened the contents and read through. He shot his head up and looked into oblivion before he finally spoke. "My sister was hospitalized, I need to go see her."—You can't go— Ulti
After Allen had transferred the money to the club owner's bank account, he shook hands with him again before he walked slowly out of the building with his hands in his pockets. He put enough distance between himself and the club when he turned back to look at the club, taking in every detail of the building so he could contrast it to how the club would like when it is renovated and worked on. With determination etched on his face, he pressed forward, retracing each step with a sense of purpose. The path back home stretched out before him, winding through familiar streets and past landmarks that had become ingrained in his memory. Despite the temptation of convenience, he opted against hailing a taxi, choosing instead to rely on his own two feet, savoring each moment of the journey. Each familiar sight served as a guidepost, reassuring him that he was on the right track. His heart quickened as a sudden wave of realization washed over him, like a jolt of electricity surging through hi
"I need you to tell me everything, don't hold back anything," Allen said without hesitation when they all took their seats in the living room. "I heard everything in the hospital." Stephanie began but Allen was already confused. "What do you mean by you heard everything?" "Sophie and her stepmother. But then it seemed like they knew that I could hear them so they moved out of the room to continue their conversation." "I still don't understand a word of what you just said. Can you at least try to break it down?""Sophie and her mother are planning something against you!" "Hold up," Allen said, putting up a hand. "What were they even doing in your room in the first place." "They had followed Dad over to the hospital. The hospital where I was transferred belonged to Mr Jay." "Mr Jay, that's Dad's close friend," Allen said. "Yes, he is." Stephanie nodded her head as she concurred. "He had phoned Dad and made him come to the hospital when Mr Jay thought that I was going to die." St
"Are you in here Ultimate?" Allen asked the moment he got inside his house but he couldn't sense Ultimate's presence. He had the feeling that he was being followed but it seemed as if it was him being delusional again. His phone got another notification and when he checked what the notification was about, he saw that the network had been restored to his phone. He opened the text message and read through it. As his eyes glanced through it, different waves of emotions swept through him. His expression went from shock to confusion then finally settling at confusion. —Your account balance ending at xxx78 has been credited with $200,000,000. Your balance is 399,945,056—At this point Allen knew that he was a millionaire and his life had changed for the better already but at what cost?"Ultimate, is this real?" Allen asked as he turned around and asked, hoping it would reply to him this time around but he didn't get any response. "Are you in here Ultimate?" He asked but he got silence in
Seeing that they had almost arrived at their destination, Allen brought out some notes from his wallet and handed them to the cabbie. The man's jaw hung down loosely as he controlled the steering with one hand collected the notes from Allen with the other and counted it to make sure that it was complete. The cabbie adjusted uncomfortably in his seat as he remembered how disrespectfully he had treated Allen thinking that he was a commoner. He swallowed the bile in his throat as he continued to drive. He pulled up to the grand wrought iron gates of Serenity Crest Estate, the engine purring expectantly. The driver peered up at the imposing façade, noting the words "For Serenity Crest Residents Only" emblazoned in gold leaf. He pressed his hand against the intercom, clearing his throat before speaking."I have a fare for Serenity Crest," he announced. "Could you let us in please?"There was a pause, then a response crackled through the speaker. "I'm sorry, sir, but we can't allow just
Allen glanced at his watch, the time was already a few minutes to twelve and Allen knew that he had lost the mission and there was no need for him to stay back there. "No, I won't be interested," Allen said simply as he made his way toward the gate. "You can't possibly leave like that." The man protested. "It's pretty late and I have no problem with you spending the night here." The man said. Allen concurred with what the man said. It was already a few minutes past midnight and who knew the dangers that were lurking outside there if he decided to head back to his house m. Allen didn't want to accept initially, because a part of him still felt like he didn't belong there. "Alright." Allen finally agreed. "My name is Steven, what's your name by the way?" The man asked as he walked toward one of the buildings in the estate. Allen looked at the man and wondered how a multibillionaire who owned this estate was casually presenting himself "Allen," He replied. Steven suddenly turned i
Steven stared wide-eyed at Allen as he stuffed more and more food into his mouth. Steven glanced at the butler but he showed no reaction and kept his head up high. "Don't you think you should slow it down on the food a bit?" Steven questioned, with an irritated undertone. As Allen tucked into the filet mignon with ferocious relish, Steven sat stiffly in his chair, his eyes fixed on the steak carnage unfolding before him. His expression was one of polished politeness, his smile never wavering, but his thoughts were swirling with repulsion.The gurgling of Allen's throat as he swallowed was an unholy symphony of crunching, slurping, and smacking that seemed to echo throughout the dining room.Steven took a sip of wine, using the glass as a shield to hide his revulsion. He tried to focus on the conversation, to maintain his suave billionaire veneer, but every slurp and chomp sent a shiver of disgust coursing through his body.He glanced furtively at his butler, eyes pleading for some s