2024-09-12 00:22:59Jeremiah followed Anthony into his office and being used to what he, as a guest, was supposed to do, he started walking to the guest chair by the desk.
“Not that way sir,” Anthony said and Jeremiah halted, groaned then turned to him. He wondered what Anthony meant by that and more importantly, he wondered why the manager was standing in front of another door inside the office but then he saw the truth. “For special guests like yourself, we’ll be using this room,” Anthony said then he twisted the gold-plated knob of the door, revealing what could only be called a lounge for two and at most five people. The place was beautiful and welcoming to anyone who saw it. Surprised that there was such a luxurious room inside the already luxurious manager’s office, Jeremiah walked up to Anthony and both of them walked into the room. Anthony closed the door and Jeremiah took in the premium feeling the room gave. “This is the VIP lounge where our most important customers can sit down and relax while I provide them with the best service Polaris Bank has to offer,” Anthony said as he and Jeremiah walked deeper into the Lounge. “Please, sir, sit there over there while I get you something to drink,” Anthony said, gesturing at one of the couches by the table then he went to the fridge to get a bottle of champagne. Jeremiah did what the manager told him to and went to sit down on the couch which he almost sank into because of how soft and comfortable it was. Jeremiah was surprised because he had never been on such a couch before. So soft and comfortable that it put his bed to shame. He rubbed his palm on the material used to make the couch and although he didn’t know what type of leather it was, he could tell that it was of a very high quality. He wouldn’t be wrong if he thought that the couch alone cost more than his yearly salary from all the jobs he worked. “Sir, I have a bottle of Dom Perignon Rosé, Armand de Brignac Brut, and Louis Roederer Cristal 1990. Which one would you prefer?” Anthony asked Jeremiah as he held the first two options in his hands. Jeremiah looked at the manager and he had no idea what any of the names he just called were. It was only by seeing the bottle that he knew that they were champagnes, but at the same time, he was lost on which to pick from as he had never tasted any. “Why don’t you pick,” Jeremiah said with a smile. He tried to hide his beverage illiteracy from the manager who thought that as his boss he had always been rich when in truth, he had just come into his wealth less than twenty-four hours ago. “Okay, sir. I guess we’ll go for my favorite. The Louis Roederer Cristal 1990” Anthony said then he returned the two bottles of champagne into the fridge and took out the Louis Roederer Cristal 1990. He closed the fridge then grabbed a champagne flute glass and went to meet Jeremiah at the couches. Anthony dropped the flute glass on the table between Jeremiah’s couch and the one he was to sit in, then he popped open the bottle of champagne and poured it into Jeremiah’s glass. When it got about halfway to the flute being filled, Jeremiah who wasn’t one to drink alcohol, told him to stop which Anthony did and then he dropped the bottle next to the glass. Anthony went to sit down on the couch opposite Jeremiah then he said “Please, sir, go ahead. You can drink as much as you want and let me know if you want a refill” Jeremiah who had never drunk champagne before picked up the glass then he sniffed it to see what the aroma would be like and it was nice. To think that his first taste of champagne was going to be one of such high quality. His life really had changed. Jeremiah took a sip and it felt like heaven. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his entire life. “I’m glad you like it, sir,” Anthony said and Jeremiah smiled. Jeremiah finished the drink in his glass then he dropped the empty glass on the table. “Do you want another glass, sir?” Anthony offered. Jeremiah was tempted but he didn’t want to get drunk or tipsy so he nicely declined. “I’d prefer if we got down to what brought me here in the first place,” Jeremiah said and Anthony nodded. “Of course, sir. So, what exactly can I help you with?” Anthony asked. “I have above fifty million dollars in my account right now and I don’t have access to any of it because it exceeds my limit.” “So you want me to increase your limit?” Anthony said and Jeremiah nodded. “That’s right.” “Okay, sir. Anything else?” Anthony asked.
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“Yeah. I need a card with a higher limit as well. The one I have will not suffice and it’s also close to its expiration date” Jeremiah said and Anthony nodded. “I’ll get on that right away, sir. Just give me a moment” Anthony said then he stood up from the couch and went to the landline on the wall.He called one of the bank staff to come to the VIP lounge and ended the call before returning to sit with Jeremiah. A couple of minutes later, a female banker with blonde hair tied in a ponytail and pink-framed glasses walked into the VIP lounge with one of the company’s laptops in her hand. She walked up to Anthony and greeted him. “Mister Jeremiah, this is Mercy and she’ll be the one to make the upgrades to your bank account and credit card,” Anthony said. “Good morning, sir” Mercy greeted Jeremiah and the multimillionaire greeted her back. “Can you please provide your banking information like your name and account number so I can make the upgrades you want?” Mercy asked as she ope
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“Frozen as how?!” Paul yelled.“I understand your frustration, sir, but I suggest you calm down because you are making a noise and disturbing the other customers,” said the banker who Paul yelled at.Paul looked at the other customers and saw the embarrassed and annoyed expressions they had towards him.“What the hell is wrong with that guy? Can’t he address his issues more calmly?”“Does he think he’s in his living room or something?”“And here I was thinking that he was a cool guy, but he’s just a hothead with a loud mouth and what is this about his account being frozen?”The other customers started gossiping about Paul, which infuriated him more and made Mary feel embarrassed standing next to him.Paul turned away from all of them and focused on the banker who he had decided to pour all of his anger on.“Who gives two shits about these other idiots?! I’m a fucking multimillionaire, which means that I’m the most important person in this goddamn bank, so you better treat me like it!”
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“Jeremiah?” Mary said as both she and Paul looked at him. “Look who it is. The disgusting husband had come to save his whore of a wife. Tell me fool, how on earth did you manage to get in here?” Paul laughed, while Jeremiah looked pissed. Though Mary was a disgusting human being for what she did to him, he still couldn’t stand there and watch Paul do what he was doing to her. He had to step in and put a stop to it. “I think you’ve done enough for today, so let go of her,” Jeremiah said, and Paul frowned. “And who’s going to make me? You?” Paul scoffed “What a joke. Did you forget what happened last night? You’re no match for me.”Jeremiah shrugged.“That might be true, but nobody said anything about me being the one who stops you because there are people paid to do just that,” Jeremiah said, and Anthony arrived with multiple tall and muscular security guards.“I think you’ve overstated your welcome, sir, and it’s time to leave,” Anthony said to Paul. Paul looked at all the secur
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Jeremiah got out of the taxi, paid the fare and as he watched the driver drive away, he thought 'Maybe I should buy my own car. I mean, I have the money now. All I need is a good enough place to stay with a garage and—' He turned around to face his apartment building and, to his surprise, he saw his front door wide open. This time he was certain that he locked the door before he left, so that could only mean that someone opened it when he wasn’t around. Jeremiah hurried over and checked the lock to see if it was broken, but it was perfectly fine, which meant that whoever opened it had the keys and there was only one person he could think of. The landlord. Jeremiah went into the living room to see if the landlord was still in there, but to his surprise, everything was gone. The couch, table, curtains, television, and even everything in the dining area had disappeared. Jeremiah's eyes widened, then he remembered something and rushed to his bedroom. "No, no, no, no!" With his han
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Henry pushed Jeremiah away, then he rushed to the floor and tried to help his father. "Dad, are you alright?""No, my waist hurts! I think that bastard has turned me into a cripple" the landlord said and Henry’s eyes widened.He glared at Jeremiah.“You crippled my father you asshole!” Henry yelled and Jeremiah grimaced in annoyance."No, I didn't. How could I have crippled him when his legs are still moving—?" Jeremiah replied, but the landlord cut him off."Shut your trap boy! I said you've turned me into a cripple, and you're going to pay for it!" The landlord yelled.Just then, one of Jeremiah's neighbors rushes to the scene."What's going on here?" The neighbor asked. The landlord saw the neighbor and he smirked mischievously."Oh Denison, my favorite tenant. It's a good thing you're here." The landlord said, and Denison rushed inside. "Landlord, what's going on? Why are you on the floor like this?" Denison asked.The landlord pointed at Jeremiah and said "This bastard beat me
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The military lady refused to answer any of the questions Jeremiah’s neighbors asked her. Meanwhile, Jeremiah, who was also curious to know the identity of the lady who had just saved his life, asked the same question. “Who are you?” Jeremiah said, but also got no replies. However, unlike his neighbors, her response didn’t look like she was ignoring his question. It was more like she couldn’t answer him at the current moment and would do so when things had settled. Jeremiah groaned and then looked at Henry who was on the floor unconscious, then he looked at the military lady again and was lost for words. Henry was not only more muscular than the average man, but he was also six feet two inches tall. On the other hand, the lady who defeated him in an instant was about five feet ten inches tall. The power to kick someone like him and send him flying for many feet blew Jeremiah’s mind, and he wondered just how much power the woman’s slightly above-average height frame could hold.
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Not wanting to be the one who got thrown out, the remaining thirteen neighbors attacked the military lady, and one by one, she took them down, leaving the floor a bloody mess littered with injured and unconscious men when she was done.Jeremiah was amazed by what he saw. Meanwhile, the landlord who no longer had anyone to fight for him, was terrified by what he witnessed.“What the hell happened?” Denison asked as he was barely hanging on to consciousness. His arm and leg had been broken, but he hadn’t felt the pain yet because of adrenaline.“So you’re still awake. I guess I didn’t hit you hard enough” the military lady said, then she started walking towards him.“No, no! Stay away!” Denison cried as he tried to crawl away but couldn’t with his one good arm and leg. He was only able to get a couple of centimeters away from her before she got to where he was, stumped his back and broke his spine. Then she went down and turned him on his broken back.“What did you do to me? My legs.
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“My father?” Jeremiah asked.“That’s right, young master.” Silver replied, and Jeremiah smiled.“So that’s what his name is. Reginald Garrick— wait a minute. Why does that name sound so familiar?“ Jeremiah grimaced.It wasn’t like the name was special or uncommon as there were most likely over a million people bearing Reginald Garrick as their name. However, something about it seemed oddly reminiscent.Just then, Jeremiah remembered a moment when he was little.A week before the accident that killed his “father” and put his mother into a coma, child Jeremiah noticed that his parents were beginning to act strange and paranoid like they were afraid of something.At first, he thought nothing of it, as he was just a child who shouldn’t meddle in adult business, but then it became overly apparent.A day before the accident, he walked past his parents' room which they had forgotten to close the door properly, and by accident, he overheard a conversation they were having.During the conversa
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The drive continued, going through the college until they arrived at the Chancellor’s office which surprised Jeremiah because he didn’t know that was their destination.He had questions as to what they were doing there. However, seeing some people already waiting outside for them made him realize why they had gone there. The people in question were the Chancellor, the vice-chancellor, and the chancellor’s secretary. Steven came out of the car and opened the back door for Lynette while Jeremiah got off his motorcycle and went to join them. Because of who had more power and authority in that gathering, the Chancellor and his people hurriedly approached Jeremiah and his and bowed their heads.“You must be the king’s son, young master Jeremiah” the chancellor greeted Jeremiah.“Yes, I am. Thank you and you can raise your heads now” Jeremiah said and the three did just that. On their faces were elated expressions as even with how professional they were, it was difficult to hide how hap
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Jeremiah came out of the castle with Lynette and to his surprise saw the king’s convoy already waiting for him. Also waiting for him were Reginald, Kingston, Elizabeth, and her protégé, Christabel, who all stood close to the cars.“Young master” Kingston, Elizabeth, and Christabel greeted. “Good morning, guys” Jeremiah greeted as he and Lynette walked down the steps.“What’s all this?” Jeremiah asked— staring at the convoy of cars and all the guards standing by them.“Are you planning on going somewhere, Dad?” Jeremiah asked Reginald. The king chuckled. “No I’m not and they are not here for me”“They’re not? Who are they here for then?” Jeremiah grimaced.“They are here for you,” Reginald said and Jeremiah’s eyes widened “They will be taking you to the college since you’ll be representing me”Jeremiah looked at the convoy and serious-looking guards once more and he groaned.“Is anything the matter, son?” The king asked— his eyebrows furrowed with confusion. Why did it seem like J
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A couple of minutes later, Jeremiah was standing in front of his father’s bedroom door.He took a deep breath and sighed— preparing himself for what he was about to say to his father because he knew just how heartbroken the king would be.When he was ready, he knocked.“Dad, it's me,” Jeremiah said, not waiting to be asked who was knocking on the door.“Come on in, son. The door is open” Reginald said excitedly.This was the first time his son was visiting him in his chambers as the last time he was there was after barely surviving a bomb blast to the chest. So, it was every reason to be happy. Jeremiah, who felt bad about his father’s excitement, opened the door.“How’s it going, son?” Reginald asked as Jeremiah entered the room. “Everything is alright, Dad. I just wanted to talk to you about something” Jeremiah replied as he closed the door and walked over to the couch where Reginald was seated. The curious king groaned.“No problem son. But first, please take a seat” Reginald sa
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Once they got to the castle, the first person Jeremiah saw was Christabel.“Young master!” The maid bowed her head. The memo about Jeremiah not wanting to be called “My Lord” or “Lord Crimson” when spoken to had passed around the estate, so everyone who saw him addressed him as “Young Master”“How was your training?” Christabel asked.“It was fine. Finished a lot sooner than expected” Jeremiah replied as Christabel quickly greeted Obadiah who was right beside him. “That’s great to hear. You really must be an excellent learner” Christabel smiled and Jeremiah, who always appreciated the compliment, chuckled. “What were you about to do?” He asked her. “Nothing at all. I was just walking around, hoping that I would run into you” she blushed.Jeremiah raised a curious brow.“Any reason why you wanted to run into me?” He asked, still oblivious to her feelings towards him. Jeremiah had thought that the interest Christabel showed him when they first met was a result of Headmaid Elizabeth
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Jeremiah repeated the imprint spell wordlessly, making sure he imprinted squishiness to the pebble in his hand.Watching closely, Obadiah observed that there was no ounce of mana spoilage, as expected, showing how much Jeremiah had grown as a mage in just the span of an hour.In fact, Jeremiah had improved so much so quickly that the shaman couldn’t help but feel amazed— making him wonder if Jeremiah was the fastest mage to learn and improve their magic in the history of mankind.Jeremiah finally finished the spell with a calm exhale. “Alright, young master. Let’s see if it worked” Obadiah said. Jeremiah nodded then raised the pebble to a good height— holding it between his thumb and index fingers just as how Obadiah had done before— then he gently applied pressure.Without putting up a fight, the pebble compressed into itself and a proud smirk appeared on Jeremiah’s lips. “Congratulations, young master, you’ve mastered the basic form of the imprint spell.” Obadiah said.The point
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Obadiah couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed.Did Jeremiah really just cast a spell without reciting the words? Which in the world of magic was known as a wordless spell.For years, mages had made fun of movies, shows, and books for inventing the idea of wordless spells because to them it was impossible to achieve the feeling necessary for casting a particular spell without reciting first the words. It was as if a mage’s body—capable of performing a feat as inconceivable as magic—was still limited by the need for words to activate it.So, for Jeremiah, a complete novice, to be able to accomplish what every other mage in the history of mankind couldn’t made Obadiah feel like it was a dream."Obadiah quickly walked up to Jeremiah to get a closer look while the young master went down to pick up the pebble he had just imprinted on. Do it again, young master," Obadiah said, wanting Jeremiah to drop the pebble once more so he could see up close whether the spell had truly worked or
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Jeremiah looked around for a pebble he could use to do the Imprint spell and soon enough he found one.It was the same size and nearly the same shape as the one Obadiah had used in his earlier example— which he had purposely chosen because he didn’t want an excuse for why he failed the spell to be because of something as silly as the build of the pebble.He walked over to where it was and picked it up.Seeing the pebble from the distance, Obadiah said “That’s a good one, young master.”“Thank you, teacher” Jeremiah smirked and then returned to where he used to stand— at which time Obadiah had already found another pebble to use and teach Jeremiah the spell properly.“Do you remember the spell I used to make the imprint, young master?” Obadiah asked. Jeremiah shook his head.“Sorry, teacher. I was confused about what you were doing so I didn’t pay attention until it was too late. Please show me again” He said bashfully.Obadiah smiled.“It’s fine, young master. That’s what I’m here fo
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Jeremiah met up with Obadiah at the greenhouse— the usual location for magic affairs— and they started his training program. The shaman started off with the basis— what was magic and how to turn mana into it.The explanation was very in-depth and thanks to Jeremiah being very intelligent, he was able to understand concepts he was just hearing for the first time.That made Obadiah happy because it meant that he would be able to teach Jeremiah a lot of things by the end of the day.Next, the shaman taught Jeremiah how to control his mana as that was the first step to performing magic. This was the first practical lesson they had so it wasn’t going to be as easy as the theoretical lesson. It took Jeremiah a couple of hours trying to get it down, but in the end he was able to successfully get his mana control down and now was ready to start doing magic.“You did great, young master” Obadiah said with a proud smile.“It’s all thanks to you, teacher” Jeremiah replied.“Now it’s time to te
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Jeremiah looked at Obadiah and saw how tired the shaman was— making him feel bad because it was the result of trying to help him.“I think we should call it a day for today, teacher,” Jeremiah said.Obadiah exhaled and looked at Jeremiah— feeling lightheaded and a little dizzy. “I think you’re right, young master. I’m completely spent and need to rest” Obadiah said then lowered his head and chuckled. “Looks like I didn’t follow your advice and ended up overexerting myself”Looking at the shaman more intently, Jeremiah groaned.“Are you sure you’re going to be okay, really?” He asked— slight worry in his tone.Obadiah looked at Jeremiah with a confused grimace and asked “What do you mean, young master?” “Last time you looked this tired, it took a couple of days for your body to return to normal. I’m just a little worried that I’ve caused you to regress to that state once again” Jeremiah said, a concerned look on his face.Obadiah’s eyes blinked multiple times.Yes, he knew that Jerem
