The rain had not stopped.
Reyan stood in the middle of the street, soaked, his hands trembling—not from the cold, but from something much greater.
999 centillion dollars.
He had checked his phone three times.
He'd rubbed his eyes. He'd slapped himself.
But the notification was still there.
> [999 Centillion USD deposited.]
[Vault Access: Active]
[System Assistant: Online]
His first thought wasn't of power, or revenge, or fame.
It was of Arya.
He raced home.
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The slum had flooded slightly in the heavy rain. Rusted roofs leaked, and buckets were placed under holes to catch the steady drips. Dogs barked, babies cried, and everything stank of wet earth and survival.
Reyan pushed the curtain aside to enter his tiny one-room house—half-brick, half-metal. He removed his muddy shoes and saw her.
Arya sat near the broken heater, wrapped in a blanket, sketching on a torn notebook. Her school uniform, drying on a makeshift line, had patches again.
She looked up, concerned.
"You're late. Are you okay?"
Reyan smiled. A strange, soft smile.
"I'm better than okay, Arya. I'm… alive."
She frowned. "You look pale. You didn't get into another accident, right?"
Reyan sat down beside her. He placed a hand on her head gently.
"I have something to tell you. But first, you need to trust me."
She nodded.
He hesitated… then pulled out his phone.
He opened a strange app that had appeared after the accident—something that looked like a vault wrapped in glowing golden rings.
> [Welcome, Master Reyan.]
[Funds Available: 999 CENTILLION USD]
[Command your will.]
Arya leaned forward.
"...Is that a new game?"
He chuckled. "No. It's real."
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Command Interface Appeared:
> First Order:
Please give your first command, Master. Begin small or big. The world will obey.
Reyan's mind ran wild.
He had money to buy Earth if he wanted. But this wasn't the time to announce himself. He couldn't just show up in a Ferrari tomorrow in Zone K-13. It would be dangerous. People would hunt them. Police, gangs, politicians, and worse.
So his first order was simple… silent… safe.
> "System, purchase a fully-furnished luxury apartment in the city center. Register it under a fake identity. High security, full food access, education support, and soundproofing. Transfer Arya and me there tonight."
> [Processing...]
> [Done.]
> [Penthouse Apartment, Tower ZENITH-9: Ready.]
[Vehicle assigned: Black AI-SUV, Arrival ETA: 5 minutes.]
Reyan's mouth felt dry.
He turned to Arya.
"We're moving tonight."
She looked at him like he'd gone mad. "What? Where?"
He stood up, grabbed a cloth bag, and began folding their clothes.
Arya looked stunned. "Wait, are we being chased?"
"No."
"Then why are we leaving? Where are we going?!"
Reyan walked to her and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"To a life you've always deserved. A real home. No more bullies. No more hunger. No more freezing nights."
Tears welled up in Arya's eyes.
"But... how?"
Outside, a sleek black AI SUV pulled up to the muddy slum road, its tires gliding silently over the water. The neighbors peeked out from their windows in disbelief.
"Whose car is that?"
"Must be a politician!"
"No, no—it looks like a military vehicle!"
Reyan took Arya's hand and stepped outside.
The car door opened automatically.
And for the first time in their lives, they entered a world that had always kept them out.
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