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MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Group Chat
A little while later, Mason finished his lunch and went to his room. Since Helen and their mother weren't back from her medical check-up, he had nothing to do and relaxed on his bed, surfing the net to pass the time. Mason shifted his eyes to the notification at the top right corner of his phone screen. He was about to mute the chat until another message ignited his curiosity. He opened the group chat to see the two hundred unread messages, with more pouring in. Mason raised a brow as he stared at the gossip raging from the anonymous Mr. Celestial, who had gifted one of the three Musketeers and the University beauties thousand dollars worth of online gifts except for Flora, who ironically was the host of her stream. Most students were curious to know who Mr.Celestial was and what department he was in. "Rumor has it that Mr.Celestial is from the art department," a message said, prompting other curious messages. "It's just a rumor who knows he might be in the engineering department
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Breakfast
The next day came fast, and Mason opened his eyes to the morning sun that poured through his open window. He pulled himself up from the bed and prepared for the day. Mason came out of his wardrobe in a neatly styled sleeve, and Jean assisted with other accessories that decorated his left hand. With one glance at his reflection, he exited his room and went to the living room. His mother and her Secretary sat discussing while Haley, who was opposite them, panned her attention on her phone. Mason still couldn't believe his sister already had a degree in business administration and had made a name in the industry at a young age. Though he was also walking down that same path, somehow he was enjoying the peace, which was far from the media, but all that would end the day he would reveal his identity. Shaking off the thought from his head, Haley meets Mason's eyes, and a mischievous grin crawls into her face, making Mason remember her warning. The other ladies in the room turned to star
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Late To Class
"Emoji," Mason called, dropping down his phone. The figure of Emoji immediately appeared by his side with a stern expression. Mason glanced at him with a furrowed brow. "Are you even allowed to make that expression?" he asked, releasing his legs from the accelerator when he noticed the red light ahead. "Of course, I am," Emoji replied, floating closer to him. Mason was amazed at both his reply and the fact that he was breaking the law of gravity. He thought he had become familiar with it, but his heart still lingers with amazement at everything he remembers: the celestial system and the talking Emoji. "I need your help," Mason said, rumbling his hand on the stirring, waiting for the green light to come up. "Of course, you do, what is it?" "I need information about the Jackal's leader," Mason replied. Emoji nodded his head, prompting the hologram integrated in front of him. The screen displayed detailed information about the Jackals and Humogule's arrest. Mason swiftly scroll
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Mr.Douglas
Jacob, wearing his usual mischievous smile, stares at Mason, but Mason ignores his gaze and returns his eyes to Mr.Douglass, who, to his surprise, has a smile that reciprocates Jacob's greetings. "Hello, Jacod! How are you?" Mr.Douglas asked in a friendly tone that didn't match his earlier deportment. "I'm fine, sir," Jacob replied. “I'm sorry for coming late to your class. I had to take care of something." Along with those words was a facade he wore to accompany his apology."It's alright; take your seat," Mr.Douglas said, ignoring Mason's stunned expression. Jacob, with a smirk on his lips, glanced at Mason before making his way towards his seat. Mason shook his head, watching him navigate through the class. He sat next to Natalia, who was smiling at the words he whispered into her ears.Mason pulled his eyes from them and went to his seat, but Mr.Doglas would root his feet on the floor."Who told you to go to your seat, Mason?!" he yells, a frown appearing on his face. Mason rol
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM The VP Assistant
Mason, sitting at the back of the class, turned his head in the direction of the man. "It is me. I am Mason Williams," he replied, earning his attention. Mason knew almost all the lectures in the engineering faculty, and the man in his sleeve wasn't one of them. He could tell since all the students wore similar, confused expressions."Who are you?" Mason asked with a furrowed brow."I'm the VC assistant, and he instructed me to come to get you," the man replied, and a series of gasps soared through the room."Omg, that's the VC assistant," the student nearby whispered."Why is the VC assistant here for Mason?" another student whispered the obvious question roamed the silent air. All eyes instantly switch to Mason, hoping for a reply. "Is there a problem, sir? Why is the VC looking for me?" he asked, pretending not to be aware of the situation. Mason had personally instructed the VC to send his assistant to get him as part of his plan.Without answering Mason's question, the man tippe
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM The VP Office
Mr.Douglas frowned as he noticed Mason entered the office. He didn't fail to show his irritation by glaring at him from the crown of his head to his shoe, and his student, on the other hand, didn't fail to wear his I don't care expression. Mason averted his eyes to the only empty chair containing authority from the rest, and without casting a second glance at Mr.Douglas, he paced forward and slid into the VC chair. Mr Douglas sees Mason's action and gasp with his eyes bulging out of their socket. A small smile appeared on Mason's face as he noticed the lecturer's expression. "You rascal!" Mr Douglas yelled with his figure standing up while his hand removed his glasses. "How dare you, a poor brat, exhibit such impudent behavior! Do you know why you are even here!?" The man screamed, making the vein on his face bulge with anger. Mason sighed and relaxed into the chair, holding Mr.Douglas' gaze. "Of course, I know why I'm here, Mr.Douglas. You came here to report me to the Vice Cha
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM The Young Chairman
Silence lurked through the atmosphere, assisted by the curious eyes of the two figures who entered the room. Mason adjusted his gaze from raging Mr Douglas to the Vice chairman in a black suit. The VC, meeting Mason's gaze, signals for his assistant to shut the door to keep away the prying eyes of other staff curious to know the activities inside the office. "Sorry, sir, but I wasn't informed of your arrival," the VC said sincerely, masking his features. Though he had sent his assistant to get Mason, he was still surprised and didn't expect the university owner to arrive in less than thirty minutes. If he had known of Mason's arrival, he would have come earlier and not kept his boss waiting. The VC dagger his eyes at his assistant, and the man, understanding its meaning, immediately sent an apologetic gaze through the room even when he didn't know who he was apologizing to. The VC returned his gaze to Mason and was about to approach him, but Mr Douglas blocked his way. "You don
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Mr.Douglas Punishment
Mr. Douglas' eyes widened as the words reverberated inside his head. He quickly turned to the VC, hoping he would deny Mason's claim. However, when he saw the disappointed expression on the Vice Chairman's face, he returned his gaze to the young chairman, whose piercing eyes became intimidating. After ignoring the lecturer's stunned expression, Mason brought out his phone and placed it on the table, playing the record of Mr.Douglas Threatening to withdraw Mason's admission, which he had done to other students in the past. Mason stood to his feet, walking towards the speechless Mr.Douglas, standing on shaking legs. Holding the gaze of his dilated pupil, Mason smiled, making Mr.Douglas push another lump down his throat. The student he had felt superior to now towered above him with authority surrounding him."You have admitted to your crimes of depriving less fortunate students of the opportunity of a better life, Mr.Douglas," Mason said, and even with a calm tone, his voice still soun
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Helen And Fiona
After much contemplation, Helen finally nodded her head. With a nervous expression, she locked hands with Fiona, who guided her toward the rink.“You're going to be fine,” Fiona reassured her. With a pounding heart, Helen's breath came out in quick puffs as she tried to steady herself with each tentative step. “Look at me.” Fiona pulled her gaze away from the ground, and as they locked eyes, Helen, unwilling to let Fiona go, tightened her grip and slowly glided across the room.In a matter of seconds, with Fiona gliding next to Helen, she develops the courage to glide solo, with her movement becoming more precise than before.“Mason, I'm doing it!” Helen exclaimed, her voice echoing across the expansive skating rink. She cast a glance over her shoulder toward her brother, who stood at the rink's edge, waving at her. “That’s my girl! I always knew you could do it,” he exclaimed, his voice brimming with pride as he watched her glide effortlessly across the surface.After a few rounds
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Fiona Demonstration
Fiona eyed Mason intently, noticing the determined glint in his eyes that hinted he wasn’t about to back down from the challenge ahead. Predicting the outcome of his decision, she stepped forward with her weight perfectly balanced on the edge of her skating shoe as she blocked his way. With a steady voice, she proposed, "How about I demonstrate the process, just to set a good example?"Helen, hearing the suggestions, didn't waste any time in nodding her head in agreement, and when she didn't hear a response from her brother, she snapped her head in his direction, urging him to let Fiona take the lead. Mason glanced at his concerned sister, with a brief sigh, then nodded his head in agreement. “By all means, lead the way,” he said, allowing Fiona to show him the ropes. “Great,” Fiona nodded at him, doing a routine stretch while her small audience watched as she prepared to showcase her skills. With a deep sigh, she exerted a subtle force, allowing her legs to glide effortlessly in f
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Inside The Skating Rink
With the manager gone, Fiona led the way into the building, assisted by the rhythmic click of her heels echoing against the polished floor. Behind her were Helen and Mason, who pulled his gaze from his watch to stare at Fiona leaning in to whisper something to Helen. she immediately lit up with a radiant smile and nodded enthusiastically, thrilled by whatever secret she had just shared. As they stepped into the expansive skating rink, with the door closing behind them, the familiar lyrics of the music reverberated through the air, creating an infectious energy that contrasted with the chill of the surroundings. Along the spacious bar table was a female staff member, skillfully carrying out her task without glancing in their direction. Mason smiled as he glanced around the environment, recollecting his first time inside the building; the space was filled with both professional and learning skaters who had their hearts in their mouths as they glided across it. Above the ground is a da
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The Manager Boss
The manager, seeing Mason holding out his card, erupted into another round of laughter. He knew an average bank account would struggle to accommodate a single transaction of $100,000, let alone the staggering amount that Mason was now claiming he wished to pay.After laughing to his content, the manager wriggled his brown eyes across the black, and when he finally saw the distinctive inscription etched into the dark material before him, an unexpected wave of emotion surged within him. He felt a lump form in his throat, a mixture of surprise and disbelief, as he turned to Mason.“I…Is that a black card?!” The manager stammered, his mouth watered with confusion, as he fought the overwhelming urge to rub his eyes, hoping to clear the fog of uncertainty and confirm what he was seeing was real.Mason, with whom the question was directed, remained quiet, allowing the sound of reality to sink into the man.“How is that possible? You don't look—” the manager felt another lump automatically su
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Skating Rink
“Have some faith in your brother, Helen,” Mason said, faking a hurt expression. “I don't need to practice how to skate since I have a natural talent for it,” he grinned, maneuvering their way towards the other side of the park. Unlike the rest area of the park, surrounded by people and chaotic happiness, the building, which Mason assumed was meant for skating, stood empty and silent, prompting him to look up for any sign of life within its uninviting façade.“Are you sure we are in the right place?” Helen asked, her little brows knitting together as she surveyed the scene. "It looks deserted. Why is it so empty?" She asked, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Mason, who couldn't provide an answer to her question, tilted his head slightly toward the two men positioned near the entrance. The way they stood, broad-shouldered and alert, instantly sparked a sense of recognition. Their postures were rigid, exuding an air of authority, and he quickly deduced that they were not
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Dreamland
A flurry of activity outside the windshield suddenly broke the lingering silence inside the car. Helen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, gazed in awe at the vibrant scene through the tinted glass, while her hands rested on the door that separated her from all the fun outside.“It's Aleric Dreamland!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with wonder as they fixated on the towering Ferris wheel that loomed against the vivid sky. From afar, they could hear the sounds of laughter and the screams of riders ascending into the air. “Holy cow!” Helen muttered, Peeling her eyes from the scene, she turned to Mason, who had already predicted her next question. “Are we going to the park? Are we going to ride the Ferris wheel?!” she inquired, her voice bubbling with eagerness, not leaving room for him to answer her first question.Mason let out a small laugh, then nodded his head. “Yes, princess, we are going to the Dreamland, and you can choose whatever activities you want to do today,” he r
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The Big Brother
As Mason approached the entrance to the fifth-grade iris classroom, two men in black suits, which he recognized as Helen's security guards, were sentinel outside the closed door. When they spotted him and the lady walking next to him, they instantly shifted their attention, performing a precise and synchronized bow that demonstrated both respect and discipline. Mason, without a word, returned their greeting with a firm nod. Ms. Telsa gently place her card on the door, and as the door slide open, the hushed murmurs of the classroom faded, and all eyes turned to the newcomers. A curious blend of surprise and interest filled the room, and the students dressed in their neat uniforms collectively directed their gaze from Ms. Telsa to the man who had interrupted their ongoing class.Mason, who wasn't expecting such a scene, instantly glanced at the watch before he navigated his gaze to the lady standing in front of the classroom.‘Are all the teachers in the school this young?’ He muttere
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Asking For Directions
When she finally noticed Mason's gaze, she instantly let out a forceful smile then glance at her colleague before walking away to greet another parent. “Shall we?” The girl with tinted gray hair asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she nodded toward the entrance of the building. With a subtle yet confident gesture, she stepped forward, and Mason trailing behind her, commanded attention by his presence. They took a turn into the long hallway, and Mason's gaze dropped to her figure. Her long gray hair flowed down her back, catching the soft glow of the lobby lights and adding an ethereal quality to her appearance. The fitted uniform she wore clung to her curves in all the right places, accentuating her silhouette while remaining professional. Mason’s eyes were drawn to the way her tan skin glowed against the crisp fabric of her outfit, making it challenging to pinpoint her racial background. Each step she took made her movements almost dance-like as she navigated throu
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Heaven Institution
“That's alright,” Mason replied with a casual smile, unfazed by the curious glances from those around them. With a fluid motion, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and tapped at the screen, which lit up, and exchanged numbers with them, sealing their brief conversation with a friendly nod. After a few warm goodbyes, he headed toward the administration building where his car was parked. Mason circled out of the parking lot and headed downtown Aleric City, navigating through the familiar streets lined up with shops and cafes, bustling with activities. After a few miles, he finally arrived at Heaven Institution, where Helen attended school.Keeping his promise to pick her up, Mason slowed down and navigated toward the elegant, modern building with its sleek glass facade. In front of the building, staff dressed in sharp formal wear gathered in the late afternoon light, and their polished shoes gleamed as they exchanged polite smiles and warm handshakes with the parents who had come t
