Building.«Ding!Host has completed the goal 'Acquire a company's.Host has been awarded two million dollars and one random skill has been unlocked.Random skill: martial arts super expert.New mission: Build and Equip your company.Reward: Ten million dollars.Failure: None.»Damien hummed his favorite song 'God Did' as he drove back to the hotel.*Damien sat in front of his computer, sipping a glass of whiskey as he browsed through LinkedIn and other professional networks. He needed a team of experts to help him grow GreenTech Industries. After hours of searching, he finally found four potential candidates.He began the video interviews, starting with Dr. Nathan Lee, a renowned renewable energy engineer."Dr. Lee, thank you for joining me today. Can you tell me about your experience in the field of renewable energy?""Of course, Mr. Hawks. I've spent over a decade developing innovative solutions for sustainable energy production. My expertise includes solar, wind, and hydro power s
Frustration Seth paced back and forth in his office, his face red with rage."I can't believe it, Jordan! That damn Damien didn't die like he was supposed to! Worse is that I feel like Amelia is still in love with that trash! What does she see in that dead weight of a man!? I'm I not ten times, no, a thousand times better than him!? And now, some mysterious Mr. Hawks has bought the company I wanted! It's a disaster! It's as if the universe is conspiring against me!"Jordan, his head of security, stood calmly, his eyes fixed on Seth. He himself was also shocked when he saw Damien standing by the door that night, without as much as a scratch on him. It was as if he had magically healed of everything. Jordan was sure he had broken every single bone in that lean body of his, and he even went as to slit his throat even when he was beaten to death just to make sure Damien was truly dead. Yet not even a thin line on the throat to indicate he has used a blade to cut it was seen. Damien was h
UncoverDamien sat in his small, cluttered apartment, staring at the blank walls as he thought about his next move. He had the Fortune System, an AI inside his brain that granted him cash and skills, but he still needed a plan."Fortune, I need your help," Damien said aloud, knowing the AI could hear him."Hello, Damien," the Fortune System replied, its voice echoing in his mind. "What do you need assistance with?""I want to start a company, but I have no idea where to begin," Damien admitted. "I need a building, a team, a business plan... everything.""Leave that to me," the Fortune System said. "I'll provide the funds and skills you need. But first, we need to find the perfect building."Damien's eyes lit up as the Fortune System began to display images of potential buildings in his mind."Wow, these are great," Damien said, impressed. "But how do I know which one is right?""Trust your instincts," the Fortune System replied. "You know what you're looking for. And remember, I'll g
How I got hereGarrick Gayle trudged through the rain-soaked streets, his eyes cast down at the pavement. It had been months since his family disowned him, blaming him for his father's death. The pain still lingered, a constant ache in his chest.As he turned a corner, he spotted a familiar figure leaning against a graffiti-covered wall. It was Vex, the leader of the gang Garrick had joined a few weeks ago."Yo, Garrick! What's up, man?" Vex called out, his voice laced with a hint of excitement.Garrick shrugged, approaching Vex. "Just trying to stay dry, I guess."Vex chuckled. "You're always so gloomy, Garrick. Lighten up, man! We've got a score to settle tonight."Garrick raised an eyebrow. "What kind of score?"Vex grinned mischievously. "We're hitting a convenience store on 5th Street. Easy in, easy out. We'll make some quick cash and have some fun."Garrick hesitated, his mind racing with the risks. But Vex's enthusiasm was infectious, and he found himself nodding along."Alrigh
ProgressRen wasn't the only one chosen by a Celestial to receive a system or get a second chance. In fact, there were two more.. and one of them already got an early start ahead of the others.*Triton City.A BMW X7 can be seen stopping in front of a five star hotel, the driver steps out and opens the back door, out came the most gorgeous man ever seen; dark blond curly hair, immaculate shaped oval face with a square jaw, ruby lips, gold colored eyes and well toned tall body, his surpassed all sexy models in all of Triton City. Dressed in a custom made golden suit, he strolled into the hotel, heading straight for the receptionist.“Hello Miss.” the man said with a smile that can make a thousand girls faint.“He..hello..sir” the female receptionist struggled to speak as she was mesmerized by the gorgeousness of the man in front of her.“Is the suite free? I will need it.” he said, his smile still on his face.“Of course Sir. Your name Sir?” she replied with her heads down so as not t
Cheaters gameIn a palace with clouds as it's flooring and golden pillars, five beings sat on golden thrones looking at a giant screen. "You all are cheating. Zeus, I never thought you'd actually have a secret candidate!" Arkeus, Ren's Celestial god said in anger at Zeus."You think mine is bad? Just look at Orion!" Zeus retorted."Tsk! You're just sore that the only ability you gave to your candidate is a useless photographic memory. No system nor superpower. Are you so tightfisted?" Hades said."Well, since everyone is showing their cards. I still have one more candidate I hid. Hehehehe, this one will make you all shit in your pants." Hades continued*No matter if you are a pessimist or an an optimist, Derek Esposito's life wasn't a good one nor a bad one. It was just a mediocre insignificant existence.His father was a bipolar abusive man, capable of disappearing in his bedroom for days during the depressive phase. He would wake up only to eat, use the bathroom and the occasiona
I seek an endThe bullying ended, but his social life never stopped being miserable. How could he possibly make any friend with such a shameful private life?He had to constantly hide the bruises with long sleeves and had run out of plausible excuses for his streak of black eyes months before. His classmates and professors simply pretended to believe being that good of a liar. It was painful, but manageable. He still had his little brother to share that pain with. Carl was all he had, his family, friend and confidant. He was Derek's whole world.But when that age came, he started having crushes towards girls in his school, and those feelings weren't easily suppressed. Once again, he felt utterly helpless.He could not tell anyone about his problems, could not allow people to get close to him, otherwise he would have to think of an explanation for not being allowed to bring any friend home. Let alone a girl he liked.Derek was tormented by cruel thoughts, often demanding the heavens wh
Suicide“A car accident!?” Derek yelled while rushing out of the door and looking for a cab.“We don't have any fucken car! What the hell happened!?” Derek yelled at the nurse.“I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to say. The doctors will explain it..” Derek hung up on her. He had no time for useless babbling, only for a goddamn cab. Every second in the traffic was torture, and when he finally arrived, it was too late.The surgeon and a police officer explained to him that Carl had been run over by a drunk driver. The culprit had run off and the police was still looking for him.A bystander had immediately called 911, but because of the traffic jam caused by the accident, it took hours for the ambulance to arrive. So when Carl arrived at the hospital he was already in critical conditions. He had multiple fractures, ruptured spleen and internal bleeding, requiring immediately surgery. Derek had been called to while Carl was just entering the OR.They had done their best to save him, but Carl