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“You set a quest for me, and you didn’t even inform me!”Dorian fumed as he marched through the path that led to his home. He had forty-eight hours to raise 5,000$.Forty-eight hours to raise money he didn’t even know how or where he’d be able to get it from! The system’s ball of light appeared and floated around Dorian’s head, pulsating lightly to catch his attention but Dorian ignored it.The system was crazy. It and every other thing in the world that just seemed set on making his life a living hell.~You know I don’t control the quests, don’t you Dorian?”Dorian glared at the ball of light only he could see and he scoffed as he walked into the compound of his rundown home. “I’m sorry if I don’t believe that after you intentionally didn’t tell me about it and tried to kill me.”~I didn’t try to kill you. I’d have informed you before the timer went out anyway, I just wanted you to be more conscious of the notifications tab, that’s all. Yesterday you got a Maybach but you were too lo
“Excuse me, did you see a Maybach pass this way today?”The lady Dorian was speaking to stared a him strangely before shaking her head. She walked off before Dorian could ask another question and Dorian dug his fingers into his hair, letting out a loud groan as he threw his head back.Life was determined to frustrate him. It was clear now.Dorian stopped the next person he saw and as stared at them imploringly, “Please did you happen to see a Maybach pass this route today? It rounded this block twice.”The person sneered at him and scoffed, “Do i look like i spend my day watching the streets for what cars may have passed and which have not? Get out of my way before I hit you!”Dorian stepped out of the burly man’s path and let him go on his way.He had been elated when he figured out the system was pointing him in the direction of the drunkard he had picked up, but when he checked his cheap phone, he felt life bite him in the leg like a rabid dog.His phone had automatically cleared a
“I need your help.”The moment the stock broker stepped into the car Dorian found those words tumbling from his lips. There was no time to waste really, and if he didn’t ask now then when would he ask?The stock broker was the same from last time, except he was a little different now. Instead of the black and white getup he had been dressed in the other day, he wore a striped shirt and green pants today. His stomach still seemed intent on bulging out, but it was clear there was a clearness to his eyes today. He wasn’t as intoxicated as the rest of his friends.A loud groan came from outside the door and the car rocked slightly as someone was pushed into it. A man landed on the seats, half awake and half passed out, his eyes already lidded with sleep.Another male got into the car and Dorian felt his chance begin to slip him by. The stockbroker man chuckled and jabbed his sleeping friend in the ribs.“Stay on your side ya big oaf. I didn’t ask you to drink half your life out.”The man
The next day, Dorian woke up early and caught a bus to the stock broker's office. They finally had a formal introduction in which the man introduced himself as Mr. Horace Walt, “But you can call me Walt, or Horace, whichever one is fine by you.”Dorian nodded and tried to keep his shoulders from shaking too much as different emotions coursed through him.Someone had searched his apartment while he was gone last night.Dorian felt the image of his room flash past in his mind again and he took a deep breath, because last night he got back home to meet his place trashed. His clothes were on the floor, his books were scattered all around, everything he had was in complete disarray, and someone had taken the money he was keeping so he could take it to the bank when he had the time.Horace Walt the stockbroker spoke at length about how they operated in the firm he worked in but all the while Dorian felt like the stockbroker's voice was just background noise.Whoever searched his things had
Dorian rushed to the policeman and exclaimed with a worried look on his face.“Hey, hey, excuse me sir. What’s happening here?”The police officer currently chaining a small barricade together around Dorian’s Maybach looked up at him and adjusted his belt as he rose, “Who are you?”Dorian felt his impatience trying to rise but he decided not to let it. “I’m the owner of the Maybach, and i have a ticket for parking here. Have I done anything wrong?”The police officer cleared his throat lightly and removed his glasses to stare at Dorian with heavy brown eyes, “This car has been seized. The young lady here phoned the police this morning to report a theft. She says this car has been stolen, so we’re investigating how true that is.”Dorian felt like he wasn’t hearing correctly, “Excuse me?”Amelia butted in with an irritated spiteful tone, “Oh stop with the pretense Dorian. We both know you stole this car. How could someone like you afford a car like this?”Dorian felt his brain stutter f
The system tried to get Dorian to abort his current plan, but all to no avail. It even gave suggestions, ~You could go back to the man you got your first car from, Dorian. Losing the Maybach isn’t the end of the world!”Dorian chuckled as he took another swig of his drink. Even if it wasn’t the end of the world, it sure did feel like it.From a new sleek Maybach to a ragged old cab, he’d rather be paralyzed.~DORIAN,WHATEVER YOUR MIDDLE NAME IS, GREY, YOU LISTEN TO ME AND DROP THAT BOTTLE RIGHT NOW!~Dorian threw the bottle away and clasped his hands over his ears, suppressing a scream though it felt like someone had just set his eardrums and brain on fire. His read was ringing.“What the fuck system!”His mind rang like someone had covered his head with a bell and told Thor to give it a mighty strike with his hammer. The ringing intensified and Dorian felt his legs give out. He crumpled on the grassy floor of the park’s entrance and curled around himself, groaning in pain and trying
Connor grinned as he handed Dorian the hangover cure and watched him gulp it down all at onceHe could tell Dorian wasn’t drunk, but since Dorian had insisted on it, they had come to a small store to get one. The female at the cash register smiled at him and Dorian, but while Connor smiled back, he found Dorian simply ignoring her. Once they were outside, Connor walked casually beside Dorian and asked, “Are you okay now?”Dorian nodded and took a deep breath wondering if he should thank or ignore this strange person. He could remember Connor, he was one of the people whose name and face had actually stuck in his head despite the long list of people he had driven.Connor said he had been in the small crowd that gathered to watch him and Marie, but he didn’t want to interrupt their conversation so he stayed hidden.Dorian had nodded and opted to walk off, but Connor had offered ice cream instead of alcohol so here they were, on their way to get ice cream after getting him his hangover c
Dorian went to work immediately.There wasn’t much time anymore for him to search for who had stolen from him as he planned, but he could always do that later if he was alive and unparalyzed. Dorian worked for a good seven-hour stretch and as the last second counted down, the system’s congratulatory jingle came up in his mind again as the world became highlighted in energy once more.[CONGRATULATIONS HOST DORIAN! DAILY HOURS SPENT USING SKILL: 7 HUMAN HOURS, ACHIEVED!DAILY INCOME ACCRUED FROM HOURS SPENT USING SKILL: THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS, ACHIEVED!+100 BONUS POINTS.+10 HEALTH POINTS.+5 AGILITY.+10 STRENGTH.DUCATI SUPERLEGGERA: 1,000 POINTS LEFT TO OWNERSHIP.CONGRATULATIONS HOST.]For some odd reason, this didn’t excite Dorian as much as it used to at this moment. Sure he was happy that he would keep on living, and he was happy that he had gained all those bonus points, but sometimes the system and all its rewards kept on feeling like something he didn’t understand and which