Chapter 3: Chapter 2 ( Version #3)
Just as I'm about to "die" again.
I open my Eyelids one last time and flinched hard when I got dazzled by a myriad of lightning. Mostly white or Blue/white theme.
"What?" I ask incredulously. As I failed to register the unfamiliar voice I have.
I blink consecutively As I gape around me.
obverse from the darkness that once trapped me. I seemed to be inside of an office.
A luxurious and enormous office with various miscellaneous and technology.
My eyes slowly trailed from my surroundings and noted that everything from Familiar and unknown miscellaneous in front of my Desk to the furniture is far too expensive.
but what's the most notable thing is...
everything is 3D animated or CGI.
I close my mouth and rubbed my eyelids and checked again.
And... Yep.
nothing change.
A heavy sigh left from my mouth as I slump down in my comfy seat.
Very. VERY. Comfy seat as the heavy burden in my shoulder left.
.
.
.
What.
What.
What.
" What in the heck is going on..." I Said emotionally as I failed to contain my Joy and Relief.
I don't care if the place is weird.
I don't question how or why I appeared here.
And I Don't wanna go back in that torturous place.
Because I'm Alive. And that's all mattered.
I'm Still Sane. A Testament of my survival.
And I'm alive.
Because that's all it matters.
I Can FEEL the soft fabric touch my skin and the goofy grin plastered in my visage.
I Can SMELL the scent of lavender inside the room.
I Can TASTE the coffee lingering in my palate.
I Can SEE the colourful world again.
And the warmth radiates inside my body as a sign that I am ALIVE.
I managed to escape the Limbo as I return into the living.
A Restrained chuckle escapes my mouth as I whispered. 'I'm alive' like a broken record as I laugh joyfully.
at first, it was but soft as a whisper... before it turned into full-blown laughter as I felt my tears trickled down in my cheeks.
"I... I'm alive... H-ha... Ha... haha haha... heheheh... Khehehehe... I'm alive... Gahaha... haahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAH-Ack?!"
But a sharp pang of pain intrudes inside of my head.
An influx of memories that is not mine.
But from a man named Jacques Gléa or Schnee.
Every piece of memories.
Be it. His personal. His Education. His life.
As the final piece of his memory hit me.
I slump and let go of the armchair that I've been subconsciously clutching as I felt a heavy turmoil at this conundrum.
Technically it just gave me memories.
As if I was watching a T.V in a personal view.
I Saw his entire Life. His emotions. his personality and mindset.
but I didn't feel them like they were mine and I'm happy to oblige to left it like that.
I don't think my mind can endure the brainwashing more than it already suffered back at the Limbo. - Or so I called -
Although this new body of mine had a Very Solid foundation thanks to Jacques.
But My impression on him?
A Self-centred fool.
A bloody idiot beyond redemption.
his Shady Bussiness partners along with his Short sighted-ness and Arrogance would be his downfall.
I Won't deny that my build- He's Build-... Maybe I should refer him as one of my own. it's too confusing.
Anyway, I won't deny that my foundation is pretty solid despite its flaws... I understand him.
High risk. High reward.
But his method is just a double edge sword.
While I can see that his vision and ambition is sky-high along with education.
pretty Intelligent to if He comes this far.
While His wealth expanded exponentially.
His poor management in Human resources especially his wife and children are just... Amateurish.
And Mining Company?
Is he joking?
Everyone in my Planet knows that Mining this 'Dust', Which is the sole energy of this world is just quick cash.
A short term.
And the usage of this is massive and on a Wide-scale. And the Dust I mine in Atlas is... 'Adequate'. ( Hundred Millions of leins per month boi. )
It may not happen now. But sooner or later.
Dust shortages will appear globally.
No Dust.
No Energy and Ammunition.
A series of Global problem would occur.
From. :
No more Fancy Technologies.
The Society And Economy would collapse.
Weaponry and Armoury would be useless as its ammunition and energy required Dust.
More Deaths for the Huntsman and Huntresses.
Less Protection towards the Kingdom and nearby villages.
More deaths towards the Civilians.
And Less human resources would lead me into bankruptcy. no more income Despite whatever or Whatsoever efforts nor methods I dish out.
Conclusion?
Goodbye Life and Paradise.
And HELL-O Death- Yeaaaaah no.
It's not too late. Yet.
I let out a heavy sigh as I massaged my temples and grab my cup of coffee.
Slurp~
Mmm...
Atlassian Dark Coffee is the best.
He got a nice taste.
...
Yeah, it's a nice coffee.
I Idly distract my headache as I swirled the cup of coffee of mine and stared at the reflection of my face.
Like what I Seen/know in my 2nd memories.
I have pretty good genes.
Upward Combed Black/white hair with a black moustache. Sharp features with cold. determined eyes.
All in all. I have a good face. A handsome face.
Speaking of good genes. The cultures and history of this parallel world. - Or so he theorized- is Different yet same in my world.
though Remnant is admittedly inferior and that's a fact.
Earth has Superior Knowledge. Numerical Number. Military. Communication. Medicine. Industry. Energy. Cultures. Diversity.
and many more. but has low resources and pollution cause climate change.
Remnant Has the Robotics and Aura along with the resources at the other side of the world. ripe for taking. but has pest problems.
...
That's it.
This so-called apocalyptic world has a lot of opportunities to take. and with the help of his Earthly knowledge, Ideas and Money.
I Am Bound to survive and live a happy life.
perhaps even achieve the Digital Immortality my world long sought for.
Speaking of Happy life.
Weiss's birthday is tomorrow isn't?
and Jacques has no intention of attending at all. and preferred locking himself in this room.
But I'm not him.
And frankly?
I DESERVE a break, and this is a good opportunity to mould Weiss.
And I don't care if people labelled me as an evil capitalist.
Fuck morality. Like it'll save me from hell anyway.
I'd rather chose the safety of my Heirs and Wife especially me than some random dude.
...I'm Pragmatic and Rational.
It's not Like I'll sympathise with them.
it's their fault that they're not good enough, I'm not gonna let my Empathy - If I have one that is- dictate my actions.
No way.
I've learned enough history about it and I'm not going to fall and suck back into the abyss because I let my so-called 'Good' emotions Interfered.
I subconsciously lick my lips as I can smell the potential Easy life coming into fruition.
And I can also taste that Wedding cake... Mmm~ Should I call our family cake butler?
seems appropriate. When was the last time I even Ate anything?
The only reason I remembered Sweet. Sour Etcetera is because of Jacques.
Knowing and Experiencing is different.
"Ahem. Perhaps there would be major changes in this company. "
Also speaking with family.
Willow is certainly a hot woman.
What's more, is she's trying to 'fix' our relationship. and I and Jaques can see that she's using Weiss's Birthday to bring us closer.
...
Looks like I'll be busy tonight.
Hehehehe...
I felt a certain tightness in my pants as I snap out of my daydreams and focused.
what?
In my time in Limbo. My sense of touch is close to nonexistent.
Do you seriously think my Mr Right hand can fix my problem?
Hahaa ha- No. I'm still a Hormonal teenager in mind Despite my age. ( Centuries-old.)
My battle tonight on our room would be Glorious and Grand.
...I then wipe the tears I have earlier with my handkerchief as I stand up to walk outside.
" Hehehe... If I can pull this off... I'll be living in easy streets forever." He muttered.
' Still... Remnant... Atlas... Where Have I heard of those besides the vocabulary?' I thought in confusion at the "Term".
He can't help but feel familiar toward those words.
they seemed... too familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
"I'm looking at this very deeply... perhaps Jacques did mess my mind. albeit a minor one but even the simplest drop of substance can change the ocean. "
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AN: Before You ask. Yes I know certain types of businesses yada yada Despite my age Bla bla bla.
( Obviously, it would be easier as this is a fic and I'll make it Realistic as Possible. )
And I DID my research on the Schnee family along with Willow's unhappy marriage.
but she tries to make it better. The idiot ( Jacques) Lash out. making her realise that he just showed his true colours.
Oh, she definitely suspects. but Jacques sudden emotional lashing confirmed it.
...
I did my research so do yours.
I'm not gonna spoil my story Than I already did.
* sips coffee*
Like the title says.
I'm gonna make the Mc Rich and powerful. Post-traumatic is a Great motivator after all.
naturally, he got the business mindset along with being a Cynical pessimist. ( like me)
So he's bound to be labelled as 'evil' as he rather chose Self-preservation than morality.
...Wonder what he'd react when he learned that he's in a certain anime though.
Also, he doesn't act with his dick and there wouldn't be any Lemons to satisfy your palate.
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