There is now a hologram is blinking in front of before me. Its faint blue light is casting a gentle glow inside the whole room. For a moment, it feels like I slips into a strange dream similar to a virtual game. I can feel my heart beating so fast in my chest. My palm is also starting to sweat. As I continue staring at the hologram, I can feel my body trembling in mixed confusion, amazement and fear.
Soon, I can hear a mechanical voice in my mind. Its words is waking me up from my trance. I blink my eyes rapidly and reads the words written on it. [Wealthy System Activated.] I shake my head and squints my eyes on the words in front of me again. What is going on right now? These things doesn’t make sense at all. I shake my head again and try to force myself to focus. The words 'Character Profile' on the holographic screen flashes for a moment before coming into sharp focus again. My name, Chandler Logan, is displayed first, follows by something that causes my stomach to churn. Chandler Johanson. I can feel my breath catches in my throat. My fingers are now holding the edge of the coffee table tightly in front of me as if holding onto something firm and solid will stop the dizzying feeling in my head. It sounds so wrong with that surname attached to my name. It is a shadow from a past I don’t want to remember especially right now. The system is unaware with my inner thoughts. The blue holographic screen keeps flashing the words written on it front of me. It feels like this system is trying to taunt me by showing the next words on it. [Family Legacy.] Family legacy? Is this some kind of glitch? I have hidden wealth that I’m aware of? But after my mother died ten years ago, the only thing she left me was her remaining savings and the small apartment she owned. As I continue staring at the blue holographic screen, the tension in my chest is tightening every seconds. My breath becomes shallow as the thoughts in my head continue spinning. Soon, Jannica’s sharp and mocking voice slices through my confused mind. “Hey! What’s wrong with you? Did you hit your head or something?” I blink my eyes several times and snap back to reality. But the air in the room feels heavy and suffocating. I slowly look around and tries to recall the events that happened to me. I am now standing in the middle of an expensive hotel room and Jannica with her family are all here. I can feel their eyes on me and it is full of judgment, scorn and mockery towards me. I shake my head again, trying to clear the fog. The strange blue glowing light from the hologram remains showing in front of me and refuses to be ignored. Ignoring the hateful gazes from Jannica and her family, I put my focus back on the words 'Family Legacy' and ponders about it for a moment. I keep repeating those words in my mind. As I continue doing it, the hidden meaning of it is starting to weigh on me. I can almost hear the promise they carry. In my current situation, this can become a salvation door for me and brings me a way out of this miserable situation. I slowly return my gaze to Jannica. She is still standing across the room with her arms crossed and her eyes are narrowing in disdain towards me. I can feel the bitter feeling in my chest as I continue staring at the woman who I thought will love and choose me no matter what situation we'll be facing in the future. But now, she is nothing but a stranger to me. There is nothing left between me and Jannica. She is a reminder of everything I failed to provide her. The wealth, the luxurious lifestyle she always demand from me, the power she craves and the influence that can make her higher than the others. These are something I cannot offer to her during our marriage. And that stings. More than I care to admit. But... My gaze flickers on the strange system before me again. Maybe... 'Maybe this can change everything.' I look at the glowing interface again. I can feel my heart pounding while reading the words in it. [Wealth: 20 (Loan Limit: 10,000)] What does that even mean? Twenty what? And I wonder what's with the loan limit? I feel dizzy while trying to make sense of it. Is this some kind of digital currency? I let out a groan and runs my fingers through my hair. I really can’t focus right now. Not with everything else happening around me. And the words 'Family Legacy' is still bugging me. It sounds like a distant promise but I’m scared to approach it yet. It is also not helping me seeing that the system looks like it’s waiting for something. But what? Is it waiting for me to navigate its interface? Is the system wants me to activate the skill I supposedly posses? When I look back at Jannica one more time, I can see the growing impatience on her face. When our gazes meets, her lips curl into a sneer. She is waiting for me to break and crumble in front of her. But I can’t afford to do that. I’m done being a joke in front of these people. Jannica opens her mouth to speak but her words fade into nothing as I give all my focus on the hologram. The blue light is getting brighter as if it's almost taunting me forward. Determined, I slowly raise my finger to click the 'Activate' button on the holographic screen. [Activating Family Legacy.] I brace myself to see what will happen after this. I have no idea what am I expecting. All I need is a little momentum to change what is happening to me right now. And then… nothing. A rush of disappointment quickly crashes over me. The air feels stagnant around me. Did I do something wrong? Am I just imagining all of this? I can feel a lump rising in my throat. For a moment, I'm considering of retreating like a fool. Thoughts like admitting to Jannica that I was just kidding, that I will take the divorce without making any fuss so she can finally go to Hansel Renver and enjoy her life as a rich woman again. And while I am entertaining this foolish thoughts, I suddenly feel a gentle vibration on my body. There’s a soft hum that pulses within me. Soon, a new string of words appear on the blue holographic screen in front of me. [Family Legacy Activated. Wealth Unlocked. Pending Request: Transfer Funds (2 hours and 39 minutes left)] My heart skips a beat. My hands are now trembling as I try to steady myself. This is real. I am not just imagining it! It’s truly happening! The system is real and it is doing something that can possibly turn the tables in my messy situation. I don’t understand how or why is this happening. But this is not just a fragment of dream for sure. The fire in my chest that was slowly dying a minute ago is getting fueled once again and I can feel it in every fiber of my being. I glance around the room. Jannica, Danica, and Manuel... All of them are still standing around me with their eyes staring on me and waiting for me to collapse under their vile judgment. But now, the weight of their gazes doesn't matter to me. I will not beg to them anymore. 'I’m done with their mockery and ridicule.' During the years of my marriage with Jannica, I always lowered myself to her family and try earning their approval and acceptance. But I can now see it clearly. If not for this incident, I will never see the truth that Jannica never loved me sincerely. She never did. She only cared for the things I can give to her. And knowing that I might never give her the luxurious life she wanted, Jannica did not hesitate to throw me away. Without showing them any hesitation, I take a step forward and look at their faces. I ignore the pang of emotions in my chest. This is not the right time for me to show them any weaknesses. "Alright. I will accept the divorce." I said. My words are heavy but I can feel there is also strength in it that I never thought I had. “But you are not the one divorcing me." "What?" Jannica asked with a frown. "I am the one divorcing you, Jannica." Her eyes widen in surprise after hearing my declaration. "But you know what? You’re right about one thing, Jannica. You deserve better than me not because I can’t give you the luxurious life you always crave. It is because I am done letting people like you to walk all over me.” I can see Jannica's surprise has turn into a sneer. It is obvious that she cannot understand what I'm saying right now. She doesn’t see what is happening inside me. “Chandler, what the hell are you talking about?” Jannica demands. “You are nothing compared to Hansel Renver. Unlike him, you can never give me anything I want." My heart is now filled with rage. Because I trusted Jannica a lot, I let her and her family to step on me repeatedly. I let them define my worth. But I had enough of it. "You already made your choice, Jannica. Remember that." Without any hesitation, I take a step toward the door and holds the doorknob. Before leaving, I take one last look at my now-ex-wife. I can see the disbelief mixed with ridicule in her eyes. Once again, I reminded myself that she is no longer the woman I married and promised my love to. “You will regret this, Chandler!" Jannica shouted in a voice full of venom. “You will always be the poor and useless man I regrettably married.” For the first time, I shows her a smirk. I don't flinch at her words towards me. Not anymore. I already harden my resolve not to let anyone to belittle me. “I will regret nothing, Jannica.” I said. "As for you, I hope you will have a taste of bitter regret in the future." With that, I finally turn around and walk out the door.As I step into the quiet hallway, I slowly feel the weight of the world lifting from my shoulders. The world may have tried to break me, but I’m done being broken. It’s time to take control.The elevator ride down from the hotel room feels like the longest journey of my life. I feel the weight of my decision sinkingdeeper in my mind in every floor I pass. But it also feels liberating in a strange way. The cold steel walls of the elevator feels strangely comforting. No one is offering their judgment and expectations here. All I hear is the hum of the elevator and the quick beating of my heart. Closing my eyes, I exhale slowly and tries to calm my the thoughts running inside my head. "Family Legacy, huh..." I mutter under my breath. Until now, I am still trying to process the strange system that showed up in front of me. The blue light from the holographic screen, the words flashing on it, the wealth and power it promised... It feels like something you can only see in your dreams. But this is not a dream. I have lost track of how many times I shake my head and pinch myself to make sure that I am not dreaming. Not to mention that the loud heartbeat in my chest tells m
I can't tell if it is the brisk air of the chilly evening or the sheer exhaustion I felt from from emotional disaster that happened to me today. But for once, it seems like all of my emotional baggage disappears as I focus my gaze ahead. The countdown on my holographic display in my peripheral vision is ticking steadily. The panic that I always feel is now replaced with determination to prove everyone wrong. I've been complacent for too long. I let the expectations of others drag me down. Manuel and his judgmental sneers, Jannica’s endless nagging and disappointments, her family’s mockeries and other people's harsh judgment as they keep sizing me up like I am a failure since birth. But I want to change all of it now. I stop walking for a moment and stares at the holographic display in front of me. Without my knowledge, the countdown has reached two minutes. My pulse quickens as I think of the possibilities that will happen after this. As I wait for the countdown to finish, sever
"I trust that you already received the funds?" I look at Harold Johanson first before I nod my head. I can't help but feel a little uneasy now that I'm sitting in of him. "Yes. I received them." I replied. My own words feels hollow although I am only speaking the truth. I have a million dollars sitting in my account. But what does that really mean? What did he expecting from me? Mr. Harold’s gaze on me never wavers. His eyes are piercing into me with a sharpness that feels like it is cutting through to the core of who I was. "Good." He said with a nod. His voice sounds neutral as if he is examining an object rather than a person. "I assume you understand that I am giving it to you not as a gift." I swallow hard and nods my head again. The weight of his words is sinking in. "I understand." I said carefully. "But why?" Mr. Harold nods his head as if he is already expecting that question. "You are going to use that money to build something. You will prove to everyone that yo
The weight of Mr. Harold Johanson's words still presses on me even hours after leaving his office. He is giving me the opportunity to prove that I am more than the derogatory words that others have thrown at me. I close my eyes and remembers how I barely breath in Mr. Harold's room. Now that I'm out of that suffocating atmosphere, the reality of what's been handed hits me harder.The money sitting in my account should feel like a godsend, right? But right now, I feel like this is a little burden. This is not just about the money alone. It's also about anticipation and expectation. Mr. Harold wants to see if I have the edge to turn this money into something I can be proud of. If I'm not going to be careful, this 'opportunity' will turn into something that will make me fall flat on my face. There’s no middle ground. It's either I make something of myself or I’m left with nothing and be a loser forever.I let out a sigh and stare at my phone which shows my account balance.[Remaining Ba
Chandler Logan's POV: The office is dimly lit with the huge fluorescent lights hanging on the ceiling as I enter the security office at New Leaf Corporation. I come here and expecting a normal meeting with Julius Mannell, my manager and discuss my monthly performance. I am also hoping for a promotion since I know to myself that I did a good performance on the last project that I handled. But as I get inside the room, I quuckly feel a tense atmosphere around me. Julius is lounging in his chair while his feet are propped up on the desk. His fingers are flicking the end of his cigar and letting the smoke curls up toward the ceiling. He doesn't bother to look at me as I stand in the doorway. The air around us is almost suffocating. Even without saying anything yet, I can already sense that something is wrong. “Mr. Julius, I heard you wanted to see me?” I said after clearing my throat. Julius looks up and meets my gaze with disdain and amusement in his eyes. “Chandler Logan” he s
I goes straight to the hotel with a pounding heart in my chest. Every step I take feels heavy. I can also feel the confusion, anger, and fear crawling on my chest as if something had already been decided without my knowledge. When Danica gave me the room number over the phone, her tone was full of finality and felt like a slap to my face. When I finally reaches the door and pushes it open, a surreal sight welcomes me in an instant. The room is too luxurious that I can only afford in my dreams. There's a lot of huge furniture everywhere, expensive paintings on the walls, and thick carpets covering the floor. It is a huge contrast to the frugal life I've been living until now. Jannica is sitting on the plush sofa with her mother beside her. They are quietly sipping tea and completely at ease, as if they didn't just invited me here to watch the end of my marriage and my career. My eyes flickers to Jannica first, and then to Danica, who gives me a resentful glare that makes my blood