The PastThe heavy rain pelted against the windows of Ramon Cruz’s office, the steady rhythm of the storm blending with the hum of the air conditioning. It was late in the evening, and Ramon stood in front of the massive glass wall that overlooked the city, his gaze distant. The weather mirrored his mood—dark, ominous, and filled with an unsettling sense of foreboding. Despite all the progress he had made in rooting out the traitors within his organization, something felt unfinished, like a piece of the puzzle was still missing.He didn’t notice Violet enter the room until she cleared her throat. Her presence, as always, was commanding, her sharp eyes never missing a detail.“You’ve been brooding again,” she said, her voice calm yet firm.Ramon turned from the window to face her, his jaw tight. “I’m not brooding. I’m thinking.”Violet raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Thinking, or running from something?”Ramon didn’t answer right away. The truth was, there was something that
Ramon had just moved away from Rochester to a small countryside. He had planned on keeping a low profile until he was able to finish his studies. His father Andreas had just been sent to prison for assault. Ramon remembered how Andreas had been a constant bully to him and his mother who was an addict smoker. It was in the past now and he was free to live his life however he saw fit. Ramon made sure his mother was not going to be a problem for him he made sure she was sent to the monastery to be a nun. He looked at the radio cassette in his hands as he plugged in his earpiece listening to his favorite music. Many people on the bus looked at him and wondered how old-fashioned he was but the truth was that Ramon care less. All he wanted was just to be alone without being a burden to anyone. He heard a ring on his phone and quickly browsed through his phone. [ RAMON SIGH ] It is another message from one of his father's debtors. Ramon had believed it was a message from K
To his surprise, it was from Kingsland University. He hesitated before opening it, a mix of hope and fear churning in his stomach. His hands became sweaty as he unlocked his phone trying to read through the message. "Dear Ramon, after reviewing your application once more, we are pleased to offer you a conditional scholarship. Please contact our admissions office for further details." Ramon stared at the screen in disbelief. A conditional scholarship was not a full acceptance, but it was a chance, a foot in the door. He quickly dialed the number provided, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hello, Kingsland University Admissions, how can I help you?" a pleasant voice answered. "Hi, this is Ramon. I received a message about a conditional scholarship?" "Ah, yes, Ramon. Congratulations! The scholarship is conditional on your final semester grades and a personal interview. We believe you have great potential and want to give you an opportunity to prove yourself." Ramon felt a s
Ramon blinked, momentarily disoriented by the unexpected encounter. The young man before him had a calm, confident demeanor, with sharp eyes that seemed to take in everything at once. And his hair was stylishly brushed to the back. The fragrance coming from him was pleasing to Ramon's nostrils. "Uh, yeah," Ramon replied, trying to mask his relief. "I’m looking for the admissions office. This place is like a maze." The young man chuckled. "It does take some getting used to. I’m Mark, by the way. I’m a senior here." "Ramon," he introduced himself, shaking Mark’s hand. "Nice to meet you, Ramon. Follow me; I’ll take you to the admissions office." As they walked through the campus, Mark pointed out various landmarks and buildings. Ramon tried to memorize the layout, but his mind was racing with thoughts about the day ahead. "So, what are you planning to study?" Mark asked as they walked. "Physics," Ramon replied. "I’ve always been fascinated by how the universe works." Mar
Ramon nodded with his gaze fixed on Mark. "Here is a school where there is discrimination. We have the kings, chiefs, and the citizens. Xavier belongs to the king's category. They can do whatever they want on the university campus and get away with it. Not only him but some of the kids with rich parents too. The chiefs are mainly under the kings and they are checked by the kings. The citizens, I can say much. Which category do you belong to? "Mark asked looking at Ramon. Ramon smiled "I don't have to be obsessed with the hierarchy here. I just want to study and graduate with flying colors." He replied and walked away. Mark looked at him and smiled, "I love his spirit." He walked away as he looked at Ramon. The day spun fast and Ramon was on his way home when he was almost hit by a luxurious car. Fuming, Ramon looked at the driver's seat and watched as the lady got down from the car. "Can you look where you are going?!" Ramon felt he was offended "Look where you are going? You
"Not really. He just moved into my neighborhood. How dare he steal the woman I had my eyes on." Xavier clenched his fist. Xavier immediately sends Steve to Chloe and confesses his love to her. Weeks flew by and Ramon noticed Chloe had stopped calling him or coming to him with her arithmetics. He wondered what was going on. He was just coming back from a lecture when he saw the student were all gathered right in front of the school garden with their phone out. Ramon feeling a little tired wanted to go back home but then he heard that Xavier was proposing to Chloe. "Chloe? Is that my Chloe?" The word slipped out of his mouth and a student smiled past him. " I think your Chloe is going to be Xavier's soon." He made jest of him. Ramon pushed through the crowd and saw Chloe smiling before Xavier. " Yes, I will be your girlfriend." She said with a smile and Xavier kissed her. "Chloe? How could you? Have you been lying to me all this while? What we shared. Was that all a lie?"
"He should have known his place. People like them are meant to be trampled on by people like us. I am sure you know this by now. I don't even know why you are being nice to him. Does making Ramon your friend helps you get over your doings? We both know playing the knight in shining armor isn't your thing." Stiles looked at Mark "Did you just say that to me?" Mark looked angrily at Stiles. "I can show you who I am if that would make you shut your trap," Mark said angrily walking Stiles to the back. Stiles was backing the wall with a fast heartbeat when they heard a phone ring. The air was tense as the phone ringing tone was the only sound that could be heard. "That is yours, pick it up. " Mark looked at Stiles who was a beat sweaty "No, I think it is for you. " He replied looking at Mark. Mark relaxed his gaze and picked up his phone. " Yes, you are talking to him." He replied pressing the phone to his ears. "I have to go." he looked at Stiles who was relieved to hear he
"Well, you are welcome to stay with me if you want," Mark replied and Ramon looked at him. A part of him wanted to say yes but then he hated being indebted to anyone. "I will manage on my own. You have tried and helped me enough." Ramon replied almost in tears Mark looked at him and felt sorry" I am sorry I couldn't protect you, Ramon." he said apologetically and walked away Ramon tried to lift himself out of the wheelchair but landed on the floor. He shouted in anger hitting his hands on the floor. He heard his phone make a sound and picked it up in anger. He was about to throw it at the wall but he saw something that made him topped. The light flashed toward his teary face making him stare at the screen like he was seeing something impossible. [ SYSTEM SUCCESSFULLY DOWNLOADED] [ SYSTEM WILL BE LAUNCHED IN 9,8,7,6,4,3,2,1 ] [ NAME; RAMON CRUZ ] [ SKILLS: O/100 ] [ SYSTEM AVATAR; NONE ] [ SYSTEM RELIC; NONE ] [ HUMAN ATTRIBUTES; CRIPPLED / A BONER] [ SYSTEM HEALING HO