Mason opened his eyes and was surrounded by immersive bright light. It Took him time before his eyes could adjust to the intensity of his environment.
'Am I dead? Is this heaven?" Mason muttered to himself, constantly turning his head, bewildered by the presence of nothing. The light surrounding him was the same above and below him. It was as if he was floating in the absence of gravity. "No, stupid, you are not dead yet," a voice echoed. "And this is definitely not heaven." The voice added.Mason spun in fear, searching for the person who spoke to him, but no one was around. The reverberation of the voice made it difficult to locate its direction. "Is that you, God?" Mason asked, swallowing hard. It was the only thought that came into his mind. "No stupid, down here," the voice said, and Mason looked down at who said those words. There was a tiny emoji with a puzzled look staring at Mason. "What the!" Mason was taken aback. "You're not God; you are an emoji!" Mason muttered.The Emoji rolled its eyes. "Of course, I'm not God, Mason. You can call me Emoji," it said. "E.M.O.J.I.," it spelled out, stressing the last syllable. "That's what I said," Mason replied.There was a frown on Emoji's face. "No, you didn't; that's because the letter I am silent," Emoji replied. "Where am I then," Mason asked, realizing he was talking to an emoji. "You are in the Celestial void," Emoji replied. "A Celestial what?" he asked, overwhelmed with confusion." "Celestial void," Emoji repeated. "It is a system activated by the chosen one sub-consciousness. It is only activated as a string between life and death. Giving you the option to live or die," Emoji explained, stressing his last word with a bass tone. Mason swallowed hard as he recalled how the car sent him flying across the street. "I don't want to die!" The words escape his mouth. Even when the world was cruel to him, he wasn't ready to leave his sister at the mercy of its cruelty. "That's a good choice," Emoji replied. "In other words, you now have the power to rewrite your Celestial destiny," Emoji said. 'I must be dreaming,' Mason muttered to himself. He pinched himself and closed his eyes tight, hoping he might wake up from this dream, but he was only meant with the sarcastic look Emoji wore while watching him. "This is not a dream, Mason," Emoji deadpan.It was as if Emoji could read his thoughts. The smile on Emoji's face indicates it could indeed read his thoughts. "There is some restricted information I can't access, but right now, this is your status," Emoji said, and a hologram appeared before him. "Mason Williams. Age 21. Brother to Helen Williams. Financial status: very, very poor." Emoji read out. "Was that last part really necessary," Mason asked.Emoji nodded with a grin. "Necessary for you to understand that you have been given the power to rewrite your destiny," Emoji replied, sliding through the hologram.Mason was silent as different thoughts ran through his mind. If this wasn't a dream and he was asked to rewrite his destiny, he choose never to be poor again. "Here is your Celestial point," Emoji said, pulling Mason from his thoughts. "You have 4 Celestial points at the moment, which you can redeem for a reward within the celestial system." "Redeem for a reward?" "Correct," Emoji nodded. "One Celestial point is equal to one 10 billion dollars and would take five consecutive hours to reflect in your account, considering your physical account which would require an upgrade."Mason's mouth dropped at the mention of that figure. "You gotta be kidding me, right?" "Nope," Emoji shook his tiny head. "And if you click that button, it will convert your Celestial point into money, and it will be in your bank account." "Really?" "Yes. Well, there is no use of the money since you're almost dead, so you have to exchange one point to regenerate your existence, which is minus two points." Emoji said, looking at Mason's stunned expression. "I still can't believe this," Mason ran his hand through his hair, bewildered by the event. "Click the damn button, Mason," Emoji said. "You need to pay for your sister's treatment." And in that instance, Mason clicks the exchange button, and his eyes open, revealing his surroundings. The ambulance and people who surrounded his body indicated he had been brought to the hospital. "Wait a minute, he is alive!" Someone shouted nearby. "That's impossible. I saw it clearly; he died on the spot. No one could survive such an impact." another voice said.Mason raised into a sitting position and staggered off the stretcher. He ignored the gaze of the figures who stared at his body like they had seen a ghost—the paramedics who quickly overcame their shock. "Are you okay?" The female paramedics asked, examining Mason's wounds, which were still fresh but had stopped bleeding.'That's impossible,' she muttered to herself. His bleeding has stopped!' "I'm fine," Mason replied in a rasping voice. His thoughts rested in the words of Emoji and the impossible things that occurred to him. "We need to take you inside the hospital to check for any internal injuries," she said. Mason shook his head. "I'm fine," he repeated, which was true; it was as if he had never had an accident at all, and the only proof to show he had was bloodstained on his torn clothes from the impact. His would we're slowly healing itself.Mason staggered out of the ambulance. He headed Into the hospital to see his sister.
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“Is that Cleopatra?” A scoff escaped Marcus's lips as he placed a hand on his car. Mason's eyes followed his gesture. “So, you got her new contact?” His tone dripped with sarcasm, but unlike him, Mason could sense the jealousy hidden behind it.After the incident between them, Mason wasn't surprised Cleopatra had changed her contact so Marcus wouldn't be able to contact her directly.“How long have you known Cleopatra?” Marcus asked; the incredulity in his eyes was clear, causing Mason's to remain quiet as his calm demeanor.Marcus, seeing Mason’s silence, shifted his gaze from the vehicle to the man standing before him. “I know Cleopatra might not see it, but I know what you are,” he whispered with a smirk.Mason slowly lifted an eyebrow. “And what exactly am I?”The question lingered in the air, prompting a grin to spread wider on Marcus's face. “Unlike you, I have real connections,” he replied, his voice dropping with pride. “Part of those connections involves uncovering who you re
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After Mason finished shopping, the evening slowly faded into darkness, stretching through the entire city. The night sky was illuminated by the twinkling stars scattered across the universe, and the fresh air made night walks lovely. Inside Mason's room, his eyes caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. Tonight, he opted for a plain but sophisticated look. His figure was in a simple, fitted sleeve that highlighted his form, and the top button was teasingly undone to reveal a hint of his masculine chest. He paired it with tailored black trousers and polished shoes that shine under the soft light.Mason sighs, running his hand through his neat hair, taking a last glance.“Why are you taking so long?!” Helen's voice echoed impatiently through the closed door. “Let me see already!” she muttered, assisted by the soft bang on his door. Mason rolled his eyes towards the door. “Give me a minute,” he groaned, moving toward the door, where he could hear Helen's foot impatiently tappi
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Mason stepped out of the taxi, pulled out a bill from his wallet, and handed it to the driver, who was stunned by the unexpected generosity. This was the second time Mason had given him a generous tip, and the man couldn't help but bow his head in gratitude at the young man's kindness.Meanwhile, the mansion staff, aware of their young master's arrival, lined up outside. The driver opened the trunk of the taxi, allowing them to begin unloading the boxes and packages.Within moments, the trunk was empty, and the staff followed Mason as he made his way into the mansion.As he stepped into the elegantly furnished living room, he was greeted by the sight of his sisters lounging comfortably on the sofas. Helen was the first to notice his presence; she jumped up from her seat with a wide smile. “Mason's back!” she exclaimed, running into his open arms.“"Hey, princess," Mason murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead. "How is your day going?" He turned his gaze to Haley, who was fixated on
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The room was filled with a heated energy that suffocated the entire space. The figures inside glared at each other; one was angry about being fired, while the other was furious about having their authority undermined. This was the first time something like this had ever happened in the shop, and even the staff members outside could hear their voices through the closed door.“What did you just say?!” The madam's voice reverberated, causing the people outside the room to turn toward the door in shock.Emily wiped the tears from her cheeks, feeling the remnants of her pain. For the first time, she could see the madam's composed facade had been shattered, leaving nothing but anger. “You can’t just fire me because you feel threatened,” Emily scoffed as her words dug deeper, and to her satisfaction, she could see the anger in the lady’s reaction.“How dare you! You pathetic bitch!” The madam barks, moving closer to Emily like a predator sizing up its prey. Emily felt a shiver of fear, but s
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Emily trailed behind the madam as they entered the office, her name elegantly embossed at the top of the door. "Shut the door," the madam commanded. With a nod, Emily complied, closing it firmly to block the curious eyes of the staff lingering outside.Inside the office, the air felt cold, sending a shiver up Emily's spine. The madam, whose expression matched the chilly atmosphere, took her seat. It was clear to Emily that this meeting was not a celebration of her recent sales.“Have a seat,” the madam finally said, gesturing to the empty chair across from her.Without hesitation, Emily adjusted her blouse and settled into the chair, feeling its frame press against her back.The madam, preoccupied with whatever tasks she had, ignored Emily as she rifled through a stack of documents on her desk. After what felt like an eternity of silence, the madam finally lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Emily."You made a big sale today," she said with a furrowed brow. Emily gave a small nod, an
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As Mason's cab roared to life, the small crowd of staff watching his every move inside the shop rushed to the transparent glass entrance. Their attention shifted from the young man in the taxi to Emily, who was bidding a heartfelt goodbye. The smile on her face was contagious, causing some of the staff to chuckle."I think Emily is in love!" one of them teased, prompting the rest to erupt into laughter."I don't blame her, who wouldn't?!" Another voice chimed in, turning everyone's gaze towards her. The girl who had spoken rolled her eyes. "For God's sake, did you see him? He’s tall, handsome, muscular, and crazy rich! I think I’m already pregnant!" she exclaimed, running her hand through her hair.The other colleagues watching her exaggerated expression burst into laughter. Among the staff was a salesgirl who didn’t join in the laughter. She was the madam's sister. Unlike the other staff members who wore excited expressions, the girl's eyes panned at Emily with a look devoid of emoti
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