This chap used to be over 3K words, so I divided it for the sake of the readers.
No worries as I released the next part immediately at the same time, so you all aren't being left with half a chap pretty much, even though I tried to stop it at a good angle.
Peace.
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/A few hours ago in reality…/
Somewhere overseas on the topmost floor inside a Large Manor located within a massive private property surrounding a small mountain…
Roger sat in his favorite chair inside his comfy and extravagant Office, smoking yet another thick cigar as he read a lengthy report on a tablet under the dim noise of an early 2000s song.
"Just a few more days it seems…"
'The first screening will happen, and most of those that will leave their marks in the future will appear.'
/Poof…/
He puffed some smoke into the air, and all of it was immediately sucked away by a smart fan in the ceiling controlled by AI.