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MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Meeting Jeremiah
The familiar image of Jeremiah crawled into Mason's memory as the voice repeated the word. “Move an inch, and I will blow your head off!” the voice threatened, in a tone meant to contain authority, but Mason could sense the rasping breath of nervousness lacing its edges. He hadn't seen the face of the person who spoke, but he was sure it was Jeremiah, as he could remember that familiar ascent of his friend even from his sleep. “Jeremiah?!” Mason called steadily, still feeling the cold metal pressed against his neck. “Huh?” the figure behind him taps at his shoulder and turns Mason around. “Mason!” Jeremiah half shrieked, lowering the gun as the realization of who it was hit him. Excitement and disbelief washed over his face as he glanced at Mason, who instantly mirrored his expression but frowned when he shifted his eyes to the bruises on Jeremiah's face. The deep cut on his lips gave Mason a hint: he was beaten and tortured by the Jackals.‘Those bastard!’ Mason muttered to himsel
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Mason And The Jackals
With Mason leading the way, they exited the room into the hallway filled with several bodies lying on the ground. Mason couldn't tell if they were dead or unconscious as they hovered past them. He couldn't believe four people were capable of performing such damage to more than a dozen armed men. If he hadn't experienced it, he would have said it was impossible to save Jeremiah since none of the celestial assassins carried any gun like the Jackals. From the look of their injuries, it was a close combat.“Who could have done this?” Jeremiah muttered to himself as he tried not to step on them. Mason, I don't know if we should be happy or scared, but whoever did this is more dangerous than the gang,” Jeremiah added. Mason nodded his head, pretending not to know who could enter dangerous territory and destabilize it. As they approached the end of the hallway, Mason could hear the unbearable pain of injured men groaning from a distance. Placing his back to the wall, he peeks, seeing severa
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM The Jackals Leader
"My guest?" The man asked with a furrowed brow. He glanced at Mason and shifted his gaze to Jero, "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now!"Confusion washed over Jero's face as he switched his gaze from Mason to his master, realizing he had been lied to. He quickly crumbled to his knees. "M…Master forgive me. I wouldn't have made such a mistake if he hadn't threatened to be a very important person to you," Jero replied.The man shifted his gaze back to Mason, whose eyes were moving around the room. "Who are you? Are you a cop? Why did you tell Jero you are my guest?" the man asked.Mason cleared his throat and stepped forward, ignoring the pending question. "I would like to ask for a few things. Let my friend go and stop bothering the university to pay you any dues because it won't," Mason said. The man shifted his eyes to Jeremiah and then back to Mason."Do you have a death wish?" He puzzled at Mason, who furrowed his brow. "You don't seem to be scared of me."Mason
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM Hero In Disguise
Standing in the shadows, Mason watched as the media broadcast the news of the cops recovering huge amounts of illegal drugs while they arrested Hugomule and his men. The paramedics from the Williams Central Hospital were busy rescuing and transporting the children to the hospital under Mason's orders. He called the hospital chief and informed him to provide free medical care for the victims of the Hogumule illegal organ business while the cops searched for their parents.When Mason arrived, Miranda was waiting for him in front of the hospital with his car parked by her side. She wasn't wearing the black assassin's clothes; rather, her figure was decorated in a smart suit, assisted by her glasses, presenting a business-like figure. She was a different person, and nobody would think she was capable of swinging a sword, let alone decapitating a man's hand with one strike."Master, here are your keys," Miranda said, handing him the keys to his car. "I will inform you the moment the tech
MASON WILLIAMS AND THE CELESTIAL SYSTEM New Ability Unlocked
The systematic sound of the celestial system displayed its hologram, making Mason quickly glance around and rest his gaze on Jeremiah's sleeping figure. Remembering only he could see the system, he returned his gaze to the screen. [Congratulations, mission completed. You have to be awarded one celestial point and a bonus reward. Would you like to see your reward?]Mason clicks on the yes button without hesitating, revealing a series of lock abilities, with only one available for free. A broad smile appears on his face as he stares at the mind-reading ability. Without a second thought, he clicks on it, and a note pops up on the screen.[Congratulations on achieving the mind-reading ability. Other abilities will be available after completing certain missions. Some abilities, like the reading ability, are only accessible during missions or emergencies, which threaten the life of the chosen one. Good luck.]The message ended, making Mason groan with disappointment. “Come on, why must it
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
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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
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Junior Colleague
After the test scores were announced and the dean of students exited the classroom, several chairs scraped against the floor as the students, still reeling from the shock of the results, slowly filed out in a somber group, reminiscing about the surprising twists of the test. At the back of the line, Mason and Jeremiah lingered, their expressions different from those of the others. Meanwhile, Mr. Hasatin stood at the front, his piercing gaze fixed on the two boys as if he could bore into their skulls with his eyes.In seconds, they confidently strode to the entrance of the faculty, capturing the attention of several pairs of watchful eyes. Rumors of their outstanding test score had rapidly spread throughout the university, creating an unmistakable buzz that refused to be ignored, and other students who didn't know who they were exchanged looks of curiosity.“Bro, I think I have become popular!” Jeremiah muttered, panning his eyes at the notifications popping up on his phone screen. Mas
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Test Score
“Austin,” Mr. Hasatin's voice resonated through the classroom, causing all the students to turn their attention to the front. The air was thick with a mix of anticipation and dread as he scanned his list of names before looking up at the boy, who sat frozen in his seat. Austin's gaze flickered nervously around the room before finally settling on Mr. Hasatin, whose expression was stern yet tinged with disappointment as he continued, “Your test score is 10 out of 100!” The words hung in the air, punctuating the silence and eliciting a wave of murmurs and gasps from the other students. Austin, who was short of words, quickly forced a lump down his throat as the reality of his test score slapped his face. More whispers from other shocked students emerged as they lingered their gaze on the boy who had never missed a class and was regarded as not only Mr. Hasatin’s disciple but the best student of his course. “Oh my God, I can't believe this!” A girl sitting in front of Mason excla
