Chapter 2
Four days ago, in this very room, Uncle Ben knelt before Mr. Charles, Ethan's father, asking to borrow money for an investment that Ethan was unaware of.
Now, in this same room, he finds himself kneeling before Uncle Ben, desperate for him not to send him away.
The day transitions from morning to night and back to morning.
Ethan's knees are bruised from constant kneeling.
Uncle Ben enters the room, yawning, and is surprised to see Ethan still there. "You're still here?" he asks.
"Please, Uncle, I'll do anything," Ethan pleads, his voice strained.
"I have no intention of saving you, so stop wasting your time," Uncle Ben dismisses. At this moment, Ethan knows that begging is futile.
(Mr.Desmond's house).
Ethan knocks on the door, waiting impatiently for it to open. He's holding two suitcases. He knocks again, but no one answers.
He's certain they're inside because he can hear their voices. Finally, Ariana opens the door.
He calls out to her, but she ignores him and walks away, leaving the door ajar. He steps inside, finding the family seated and waiting for him.
This is his only option; they assured him he would always be welcome.
He bows to greet them. Mr. Desmond starts, "What are you doing here?". Ethan looks up, taken aback.
"I heard you're penniless now, and your uncle cast you out like a bastard," Mrs. Desmond interrupts.
Ethan is stunned by their abrupt change in attitude. Just two days ago, they were laughing together in this very room.
"I... I," he stammers.
"Listen, we want nothing to do with a loser like you. Please leave," Mr. Desmond declares.
Ethan turns to Ariana. "Babe... what's happening, I—" he trails off, at a loss for words.
"Just so you know, I don't love you. I don't want to end up like you, you are now a nobody. Marrying you would be like willingly sinking into a deep pit of mud," Ariana shouts.
"But we love each other! I proposed to you, we planned to get married," Ethan insists.
"That was back then, when you actually meant something. Now, you're nothing," Nick interrupts, causing Ethan to sink deeper into despair.
"Ariana..."
Mr. Desmond interjects, "Leave my daughter alone and never set foot in this house again, or else I will have you arrested for who-knows-what."
Ethan stares in disbelief. He turns to leave but stops.
They have left him with no choice. He faces them again.
"The... the ring," he manages to utter, hoping it might change the situation.
They all burst into laughter.
Ariana stands up.
"I didn't realise you were such a pathetic loser."
"I need it, please," Ethan pleads.
Ariana gets up, disappears into the house, and returns with the ring. She stretches it out toward him.
He takes it, but then notices something isn't right. The ring doesn't sparkle; it isn't the one he had given her. It's fake.
Laughter erupts again.
"Did you really think I'd carry that around? Oh no, I sold it the second day you gave it to me," she declares. He tries to speak, but no words come out.
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As the day's curtain draws to a close, darkness envelops him like an ancient dragon.
Nowhere to turn, his clothes in tatters, he heads to his best friend Max's house.
Now isn't the time for pride. He and Max argued not long ago and haven't spoken since, but a mere disagreement didn't turn them into enemies.
He stands before the door, his breath quickening before he knocks. No one answers. Giggles can be heard from within.
He knocks again, and when there's no response, he tries the door. It creaks open, and he cautiously enters the room.
No one is in the living room; the voices are coming from the adjacent bedroom. He wishes he's mistaken about the voices as he slowly approaches the bedroom door. Their conversation reaches his ears.
"You can't believe that loser. He actually asked for the ring."
"Oh, let me tell you, he was just coasting on his parents' wealth."
"It's a shame our plan didn't work out. If we had gone through with the wedding and then filed for divorce, think of the money we'd have made."
Ethan's spirit shatters as he absorbs their words. His body moves instinctively, his legs carrying him forward. He pushes the door open, catching them off guard.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Max demands.
He feels numb, at a loss for words as Ariana adjusts her bra.
"Get out of my house now!" Max shouts at him.
"How could you two do this to me?" His voice trembles.
"Must we have a reason for it? You better leave while we're still being nice," Ariana retorts.
Ethan takes a step back, his anger boiling within him, but who is he truly angry at? With nowhere to go, nowhere to sleep, he steps out of the room in frustration.
Now, standing on the edge of the 12th-story skyscraper, Ethan peers down at the ground below, ready to end it all.
Tears stream down his face. He believes that death is better than being a walking corpse.
He closes his eyes, the cool night air rustling his curly hair. Silently, he counts down from three.
"One, two, three."
"System activated," a robotic voice interrupts him.
"Host founded".
Opening his eyes, he scans his surroundings, trying to identify the source of the voice.
"Name: Ethan Wilson. Gender: Male. Welcome to the justice system," the voice continues, seemingly coming from nowhere.
A screen materialises in front of him. showing some features.
{system shifted according to host desires}
Note 1: money in the dashboard is $50,000.00.
"I must be hallucinating now that I'm about to die," he mutters to himself.
{You are given the chance to become rich again, seek revenge, and in return, bring justice and righteousness to the world by completing unlimited missions for a year}.
"Missions? Are they even offering real money?" he questions, though he feels foolish conversing with this cryptic entity.
Note 2: Yes, but first, you must complete a mission to move to another. for each mission a random reward will be given.
"Oh, a scam!" Ethan scoffs.
{I'm not asking for your money, I am giving you.}.
Ethan's interest is piqued. "How can I receive the money?"
{Do you wish to have the funds transferred to you}.
"Yes, all of it." he mumbles.
"15%, 35%, 55%, 100%. Transfer complete. Perform the missions and become a trillionaire."
His phone beeps, and he checks it.
Notification: Your account that ends with XXXX497 has been credited with $50,000.00. Transaction ID: ABC456."
He pops out his eyes.
Note 3:By your transaction just now, you have sign in into the system.
Note 4: Refusal and failure to complete a mission will result in depletion of money, or many unrewarded missions.
Note 5: At some point of completion, a special skill will be added.
mission 1:Help the old woman with her need.
“It's real!” he exclaims as his voice echoes to the city, and when he looks down, he sees an old woman. He quickly gets down from the building and meets up with the woman.
“Where are you going, if I can ask?” he inquires, following her.
The old woman ignores him and keeps walking, then reaches a pendant shop and stares at one of a glistening pendant.
“you are here again, I told you, you can't afford that, get away from my shop, you stinky soul”. He pushes her away.
Ethan rushes in and gets her up.
“You shouldn't do that to an old woman, I will buy the pendant,” he says.
The store owner scans him up and down.
“What kind of bad luck I am today, look at you, you can't even buy yourself clothes, you want to buy a pendant worth $2000 dollars” he scoffs.
He brings out his ATM card and stretches it to him.
The store owner collects it, “you better be sure”.
And that time, it sinks into Ethan's brain that he hasn't even been sure if the money is real.
Ethan's legs tremble as he blames himself for believing something unreal.The storeowner stares at him, but then his phone dings.He quickly checks it and sees a debit alert.It's real! The storeowner's eyes pop wide open, disbelief evident on his face."I... I am sorry," he mumbles, but Ethan cuts him off."Give me three," he orders."Yes, sir," the storeowner replies, immediately packaging the items and handing them over."We would love to have you as our regular customer," the storeowner says, but Ethan ignores him and turns to the elderly woman."Take these," he hands her the three items. She initially hesitates, but then nods reluctantly."It's okay," he reassures her, placing the items in her hands."Thank you so much! My grandson will be delighted. I can't wait to give these to him.""Yes, please be quick," Ethan urges."Thanks!" the woman expresses her gratitude again and bids him farewell.He leaves the store feeling accomplished.{mission accomplished, dashboard had been top
Chapter 4 After two weeks The news and social media are abuzz with talk of the mighty-E, an unknown trillionaire who has built the most expensive house and company in just five days. With a lot of labor and workmanship, he pays his workers generously, becoming the first man in history to pay high wages for his workers. The mighty-E, the only trillionaire in the country, is in ragged clothes that are beyond imagination - dirty and rough. He stares at the sign in front of the gate: "Driver Needed." His quest for revenge commences; catching them off guard is the initial step. **** Mr. Desmond scoffs, while the others laugh. "You want to become my driver?" Mr. Desmond seeks confirmation. With determination, Ethan responds, "Yes, sir, please. I need to survive." "Get your face out of here!" Mrs. Desmond snaps at him. Mr. Desmond raises his hand. "Alright... I admire your mindset." "Dad, are you really hiring him?" Ariana questions. "He deserves a chance at life," Mr. Desmond ass
As Ethan drives Mr. Desmond home, his mind is consumed by thoughts about the man, pondering the grudge he seems to hold against him. Lost in his thoughts, he momentarily loses focus and nearly collides with the car ahead. His reflexes kick in, and he slams on the brakes, causing Mr. Desmond to lurch forward in his seat. "Are you crazy? Do you want to kill me? Is that your plan as my driver?" Mr. Desmond exclaims in frustration. Ethan quickly apologizes, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "I'm so sorry, sir. It was not intentional. Please forgive me." Despite Ethan's plea, Mr. Desmond remains silent until they reach home. "Give me the key," Mr. Desmond demands, his tone cutting through the air. "I apologize, sir. It truly wasn't my intention," Ethan bows, regret evident in his voice. Ariana, dressed to leave the house, enters the room just in time to witness the tense scene. She rolls her eyes and hisses at Ethan before storming off and slamming the door behind her. "
"Hey kid, please tell me what makes you happy. Even if money can't, I'll find another way," Ethan says, growing frustrated. "Home," the boy utters. "Home will make you happy?" Ethan asks, puzzled. The boy nods. "Okay, let's go home," Ethan agrees, following the boy's lead. After a few minutes of walking, they arrive at a shabby hut. "Is this your house?" Ethan inquires. The boy nods. Just then, a woman rushes out from the house. "John!" she exclaims, embracing him. "Where have you been all this time?" Ethan surveys the house and realizes that this is likely the source of the boy's unhappiness. "So, you're not happy living in this kind of house. I'll build you a new home," Ethan declares. "Who are you?" the boy's mother asks skeptically. "Um... I'm your child's friend, and I'm trying to make him happy," Ethan claims, gesturing to the bags in his hand. The mother notices the bags and examines them closely, nearly exclaiming in surprise. "He bought me these," the boy informs
Chapter 7Ariana wakes up to a delightful aroma, instantly recognizing Ethan's cooking skills from their dating days.She joins the others at the table, where Ethan serves breakfast."He's the cook now," Ariana comments as she takes her seat."That's his role here, do the chores," Mr. Desmond adds.Nick takes a spoonful of the delicious meal Ethan has prepared and compliments him, "You're an amazing cook, destined for success.""Thank you for your kind words, enjoy your breakfast," Ethan replies, about to leave but halted by Mr. Desmond's request to stay."Water," Max orders, though it's right in front of him; Ethan hands it to him."I'm meeting the mighty-E today," Mr. Desmond announces, stunning everyone.Ethan smirks confidently."How can you be so sure? No one's ever seen him," Ariana questions."I'm going to the company and offer him something he can't refuse," Mr. Desmond states."That's my dad," Nick proudly chimes in."What can you offer someone who seemingly has it all?" Aria
Ariana and Max leave the room, leaving the others behind. Ethan remains beside Mr. Desmond."I was wondering, who is this guy?" Sandra asks, referring to Ethan."He is something insignificant, a once-upon-a-time rich, spoiled brat who thinks money is everything," Nick comments."Oh, what a dynamic life," she laments."Dynamic indeed, you don't have to feel pity for him, as he is not meant to be pitied," Mr. Desmond says."How did he end up working for you?""Don't let talk about him spoil the gracious moment," Mrs. Desmond intervenes.She nods, then points at something on the ground. "What's that?"They all turn to look, and it's the shining ring. The ring holds a lot of memories for Ethan. He quickly picks it up."I will give this to her."He makes his way upstairs and is about to open the door but hesitates, pressing his ear against the door."I said no, Max, a total no!" Ariana exclaims as she and Max argue."What is no? You don't have a choice, you must," Max retorts."You shamele
Chapter 9"Ethan!" Mr. Desmond's voice jolts Ethan awake, prompting him to groan as he rises from his bed and hurries to meet him in the still-dark hours."Sir, here I am," Ethan mutters sleepily."Do you know how many times I've been calling you? Sleeping like a pig!" Mr. Desmond scolds."Sorry, sir," Ethan replies."You have to drive me somewhere now, in the dead of night, and mark my words, don't snoop around. Stay in the car, got it?" Mr. Desmond warns sternly."Okay, sir," Ethan acquiesces as Mr. Desmond tosses the car keys to him.The world outside is still asleep as they board the car, Mr. Desmond guiding Ethan along an unfamiliar path that takes twenty minutes to traverse.Eventually, they arrive at their destination. A grand black gate stands proudly before a two-story building, an imposing structure that captures Ethan's attention. The automatic doors swing open, allowing them entry into the spacious compound, though not as expansive as the Mighty-E compound."Stay here and
{Mission reloading, 25%, 45%, 65%, 75%, 100%. New mission unlocked: Feed the Nation. Reward: 50 trillion.} "What!" he screams. {Every single necessary person.} "Who are necessary people?" {Everyone that needs it.} "Oh, but how will I do that? How? How?" he wonders aloud in his room. Then he calls Sandra, his new secretary, his new interest. "Hello, I've got a new mission for you, the system's new mission," he says. "What's that, and Mr. Davis is greeting you". "My regards to him. The mission is to feed the nation." "What!" she exclaims so loudly that he shifts the phone away from his ear. "What did he say?" Mr. Davis asks from the background. "How is that possible!" he yells. "And if it is possible, you know it will damage the economy," Sandra asks. "I know, but I have to do it. It seems impossible but somehow possible. I want you to calculate the nation's population, then calculate how much will each person collect if 10 trillion is to be shared," he requests. "See, yo