"Did you know? Yesterday, the Castor team had fired. Mr. Powter is furious. Their system failed miserably, infected the entire office network, and in front of the investors - he showed disgusting footage. God, How dare they do such a thing?"
"Yeah, Castor is an asshole. She fucked the secretary of Mr. Powter. That's insane. It's good to have a powerful family. They can do everything at will."
"I did know long ago that they are not good at work. It's their big project, but a mess. If I were them - I'd rather die than be ashamed. I heard the tape went viral online."
"No, they are arrogant, and I hate to see them hanging around here. Especially Castor. He's a pervert! The CEO immediately fired them in front of the investors. How funny looks their face yesterday."
"Yeah, you're right. That bastard deserves that!"
"Unfortunately, the company's shares all fell, and pity of Pamela Geraldine. She's fired too."
The gossipers laughed heartily.
For Seth, they're all the same.
[ You are scum people! You enjoy talking about and watching others suffer. But you close your eyes and ears and refuse to help those who need your help. Busy taking care of personal satisfaction. If only I could create a system of getting rid of the bad guys and leaving the good guys or just being genuine. The world is more beautiful. Instead of being filled with two-faced and foul-hearted people, or can kill people without the need to touch them, invulnerable to the law. I should start thinking about it now. ]
Seth shrugged and smiled behind the glasses. Today the office looks more warm, quiet, also peaceful.
Most importantly, Seth won't oppress again.
[ Finally, the day of triumph comes as well. Pfffftttt! ]
Seth heard everyone talking about and laughing at yesterday's incident. It's all his plan, and Seth had yet to learn that his program would succeed in destroying and ejecting them from the company.
Seth laughed contentedly in his mind. [ Fuck you, Castor! I'm free now! People like you deserve that! You're dead! Oh, yeah. I wish I could kill you without touching − ]
"Seth? How? Did you fix all the major systems?" Daniel Powter asked, coming to his desk. He smiled expectantly, though the annoyance was still evident on his face.
Shares of the Covcaid company fell dramatically, and the technology security system launched only a few months ago fell in price.
Some returned to the market – and those that delivered through the port restrained without any settlement.
Everything messed up, and in front of investors yesterday, Daniel Powter endured embarrassment.
Since yesterday's incident, a security system made by the Castor team that carries a payload of dangerous virus infections cripples anything. For a few days, the company was down. The electricity, cooling, and ventilation are dead.
The employee's computer screen showed only a black screen and annoying mockery warnings of its virus.
Daniel's office was also affected, and he is concerned about critical or confidential data for the enterprise.
"Ah, Mr. Powter?" Seth got up from his chair and smiled broadly. "I cleaned it all up, Mr. Powter. The control system is back to normal. Thankfully, the data is safe. I've eliminated the virus –"Seth leaned over, approaching his notebook. "Electricity and ventilation should be working now. Hold On, Mr. Powter."
"Your performance never disappoints. I'm so sorry, Seth. I should have left that notable project to you due to my mistake in choosing them. Humiliated in front of investors, and the worst day ever." Daniel said with anger. His jaw still looks stiff. "Stocks fell dramatically. The commissioners in wrath. What is circulating in the virtual world? It interferes with the name Covcaid.Corp."
"Let's hope it goes well, Mr. Powter," Seth replied with an apologetic tone smiling genuinely.
Seth included a variety of keywords that Daniel Powter needed help understanding.
[ Enter! ]
[ Zwuung! ]
The electricity that had been out right now was back on. One by one, the lights on the whole floor glowed again. Cooling, ventilation, air systems, all computers, servers, and telephone lines work.
"Ah! Finally, the electricity came on. We can work again!" Blaire squealed from her desk. Happy and relieved all her work yesterday did not vanish swallowed by that jerk virus.
Daniel shook Seth's hand and looked impressed. "You are magnificent, and you work fast, too. I was helpful, Vonstein."
Seth guffawed. "You can access restricted servers. I checked all the files, thankful nothing files corrupted, and added a layer of security to all the servers. Any Hacker would be arduous to penetrate. All are under control."
Daniel hugged Seth tightly. The tension in his face loosened. "Once again, thank you very much. You made it look easy, Seth. I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you very much. Mr. Powter. It's my job." Seth replied with a smile airily.
“Well done, Vonstein! Superb!"
All the employees stood up to give Seth applause and in surprise when they did that for him. Tremendous, this is the first time all his coworkers have admitted Seth's existence.
A hug from his colleague arrived, and Seth began to be respected by many people.
[ So this is how it feels. Great. ]
Seth didn't have to worry about caste anymore.
[ Genius comes at a great price. ] Seth laughed contentedly in his mind.
***
"See you, Seth." Arianna smiled meaningfully.
Seth waved his hand and smiled briefly. "Yes. Careful, Arianna."
Today work is fast and fun, and all goes smoothly. Seth slung his bag over his shoulder, walking home to his apartment. He removed a box of menthol cigarettes from his shirt pocket and ignited one stick.
Seth walks home mingled in the crowd and sunny that night. It didn't rain like yesterday. Seth opens his phone and calls Millie, but only the mailbox sounds.
"Where is she? No news all day, and she always sends a message. I asked Wilson, but Millie's out today. Is she sick? If she's sick, How can I visit her? Her parents kicked me out. Never mind, I'll try to call her tomorrow."
Seth sucks his cigarette but slowly. He turns into Lochcliff Street, but suddenly someone grabs Seth by the neck and brutally drags him somewhere.
[ Grabbbb!!! ]
The cigarette butt came off, and Seth had difficulty breathing.
A violent cough attacked him.
"UGHHH!! Let-let go!" Helpless, Seth rebelled. The noose of a living knot that strangled his neck. "Ugh!!!"
Seth fell on the asphalt and roared agonizingly when Draco stepped on his chest. "Drac-Draco?"
"You think you can get away from us, you fool! I know you did it to get us fired, right?"
"Let go of me, bastard!" Seth screamed and rebelled, but Draco's iron boot struck his left chest like a hammer.
Seth collapsed again.
Draco nods. "Oh! This idiot and loser dare to fight back?!"
Castor's smoking his cigar smiled, slanted like the devil. Diego and Cadon clenched their fists – furious faces eager to finish off the helpless Seth.
"You're a sucker and a loser always, Seth!" Laken is stunned. The baseball bat dangling intimidatingly from his hand. "Get ready to die!"
"You will suffer the consequences, Vonstein. By cause of you dare to play with me!" Castor shouted furiously. "You - behind your weakness is a rat who has terrible thoughts. I like that. But you're on a different level than me. If you aren't poor, I might consider it." Castor impended with malicious laughter.
Seth stared at Castor with curdled hatred. He hissed and spat. "GO TO HELL!!!"
They burst out again.
"Look at him! The loser deserves to die!" Castor mocked with a demonic grin on his jaw.
"There's no point in fighting, Seth! Finish him!!"
Diego laughed viciously, and he stepped on Seth's right arm.
"Arghhh!! FUCK!! Let go of me! What are you doing, Castor?!!" Seth shouted in suffocating. "Stop it! It hurts, bastard!!"
Castor grabbed Seth's hair and hissed in wrath. "You will feel suffering like in hell, loser!"
Furious but couldn't do anything, He lay like a lump of flesh. Hatred burning the chest - Seth is unable to rise. Stabbing pain in his whole body from being stepped on and brutally beaten.
Seth moans and roars beside the sound of a shin fracture. He drooped weakly helplessly on the asphalt. Seth staggers when he tries to get up through the hit of Cadon's baseball bat slashes his head - collapsing his world.
Seth toppled over again.
Laken beats him with a baseball bat, and Draco and Diego join in the merciless beating of Seth.
Diego kicks Seth in the stomach, and Draco stomps his head mercilessly.
Seth is bleeding. A thick and hot liquid seeped from his torn head. Their attacks stalled when Castor raised his hand.
Diego, Cadon, and Draco groaned in annoyance. Their fun had to be interrupted by Castor's orders.
"You should have thought many times before fighting me, Seth?!" Castor threatened, grabbed Seth's hair, and raised his battered face.
Seth cursed in rage and spat Castor's face with bloody saliva. "Just die, you bastards!"
***

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