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THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR ECHOES OF THE PAST
Marvin sat cross-legged on the luxurious silk rug in the private meditation chamber of his VVIP suite at the Aurora Grand Hotel. The soft glow of scented candles cast shadows on the golden walls, and the faint sound of flowing water from the mini fountain nearby added to the calm ambiance. Yet, his mind was anything but calm.His uncle’s words echoed in his thoughts: "You’ll never awaken the Synapticore force unless you learn to center yourself. Meditate. Focus. Only then will your synaptic echo reveal itself to you."Marvin clenched his fists briefly, then exhaled. He needed this power—craved it. Without it, he knew he couldn’t rise to the position he wanted, couldn’t defeat the ones who looked down on him, he couldn't defeat Jessica Zypher and thwart her plans to ensure the privatization of project Helios, and most importantly, couldn’t take back what he believed was his rightful legacy.With a deep breath, Marvin straightened his back and closed his eyes, his palms were resting o
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE LIGHT WITHIN
Marvin wiped his tears with the back of his hand and took a deep, shuddering breath. His body trembled, his mind raced, but one thought emerged above the storm: I can’t give up.“I have to do this,” he whispered to himself, his voice was steadier this time. He clenched his fists again, not with anger, but with determination. His uncle’s words replayed in his mind: “Let go of the doubt, fear, anger, and frustration!”Marvin repeated the words to himself, his voice started growing louder each time, as if they were a lifeline he needed to grasp.“Let go of the doubt, fear, anger, and frustration!”“Let go of the doubt, fear, anger, and frustration!”“Let go of the doubt, fear, anger, and frustration!”He closed his eyes once more, straightened his back, and placed his hands palm-up on his knees. The silk rug beneath him felt soft and grounding, but Marvin knew he needed to go beyond his physical surroundings. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with air, then exhaled slowly, letting
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE AWAKENING OF LUMINAR
Marvin’s chest rose and fell as excitement flooded his body. His voice trembled, but this time, it wasn’t from fear. It was from hope.“Yes,” he said, nodding quickly. “Yes, I want you to help me. There’s so much I need to figure out—so much I need to fix.”The Synaptic Echo paused for a moment, as if considering his words. Then, it spoke again, its tone was calm and reassuring. “Understood, Mr. Marvin Richmond. But before we proceed, allow me to make myself more presentable. I wouldn’t want to overstress your subconscious.”Before Marvin could ask what that meant, something extraordinary happened.A sudden warmth surged through his body, starting from his chest and rushing to his head. His vision blurred for a moment, and then his eyes glowed a bright, vivid sky blue.Marvin felt a gentle pull in his mind, as though something was leaving him—but it wasn’t unpleasant. It felt freeing, like a weight being lifted.From the crown of his head, a radiant sky-blue energy began to flow out
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR WHEELS OF CORRUPTION
Marvin stood still, waiting for Luminar’s response, his pulse was quickening in his chest.After a moment, Luminar’s form shimmered and shifted. It began to process something within itself. A soft beeping sound filled the room as its body transformed, becoming a live tracking map.On the map, a glowing red dot appeared, zooming in to show a specific location. A picture of Jessica Zypher appeared next to the dot, her face was clear and sharp.“At the moment, Jessica Zypher is at the Neovalle State Government Complex,” Luminar’s voice spoke. “She has an appointment with the governor.”Marvin’s heart skipped a beat. “Why is that?” he began. “I thought she had visited him a few weeks ago… okay, can you analyze and tell me why she is meeting with the governor?”Luminar fell silent again, its form started flickering as it processed something deep within its system.Then, it spoke again, its tone was more serious now. “The reason why she is going to the Neovalle Government House is because
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR THE SCANDINAVIAN DISGUISE
Neovalle Day was the crown jewel of celebrations in the state, it was a grand event designed to showcase the progress, unity, and beauty of Neovalle. The entire city was transformed into a dazzling spectacle. Streets were lined with flags and banners in shades of blue and gold, the official colors of Neovalle. Large screens were mounted on towering buildings, displaying highlights of the city’s history and the achievements of its leaders.Flower arrangements of exotic orchids and roses decorated every corner, filling the air with a light, pleasant fragrance. Vendors sold delicious local delicacies at stalls that stretched along the main boulevard, their scents were blending with the crisp autumn air. Performers in traditional attire danced gracefully on stages set up across the square, and live orchestras played music that added to the atmosphere of celebration.At the heart of the city stood the Neovalle Grand Pavilion, an architectural masterpiece of glass and steel. Its dome s
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR RAGE UNLEASHED
Jessica Zypher turned away slowly, with her sharp eyes flicking back to the woman she had been conversing with. Her companion, another female elite in a crimson gown, laughed softly at something Jessica said. Their conversation resumed as though Marvin’s presence hadn’t disrupted Jessica’s composure. She swirled the champagne in her glass with a graceful, detached motion, and the shimmer of her necklace caught the light.But Marvin was not fooled. His stomach churned, and a wave of fury surged through him. His sharp brown eyes, hidden behind their icy blue lenses, locked onto Jessica with a fiery intensity. Memories came rushing back—painful, unbearable ones. He could see, as clearly as if it had just happened, the devastating moment when his mother was attacked. He remembered how Jessica had orchestrated it. How she proudly showed Marvin the video of how his mother was stabbed.Marvin’s jaw tightened. His hands, still holding the wine glass, began to tremble ever so slightly.
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR FLICKERS OF BLUE LIGHT
Marvin could feel it again—the surge of energy rising in his chest, burning through his veins like an unstoppable wave.His eyes began to glow faintly, a soft sky-blue light started flickering on the polished marble floor. He clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to take one step back. Slowly, he bowed his head, trying to hide the light in his irises. Then, he dropped to one knee, kneeling on the cold, hard floor.“Let go of anger. Let go of fear. Let go of pain,” Marvin whispered under his breath.His voice was firm but shaky, trembling with the effort it took to hold himself together. The energy inside him wanted to explode. It begged for release, but he refused to let it take over.“Let go of anger. Let go of fear. Let go of pain,” he repeated again and again.Above him, the rude man loomed tall, his presence was heavy with arrogance. His skin shone under the golden chandeliers, and his expensive black suit screamed wealth and power.A sneer twisted the man’s face as he lo
THE UNDERESTIMATED HEIR BLUE EYES COLD REVENGE
The rude man’s hand swung through the air, aiming for Marvin’s face with even more force than before.But this time, Marvin moved.With a single, precise motion, he raised his arm and caught the man’s wrist in midair. The impact stopped the man’s strike instantly, the sound of Marvin’s grip was tight around the man’s arm cutting through the tense silence in the room.The rude man froze, his face twisted in shock and pain as Marvin twisted his arm slightly, forcing him to bend forward to ease the pressure. The man let out a small gasp, wincing as Marvin’s iron-like grip tightened.Marvin leaned in closer, his piercing blue eyes were locked on the man’s face. His voice was steady, calm, and cold.“This is your last chance to apologize,” Marvin said softly, with a tone that cut through the air like a knife. “If you don’t, I will make you. And trust me, you do not want that.”The man gritted his teeth and glared at Marvin, his pride refused to let him back down. After a few moments, he
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THE ELIMINATION ORDER
Marvin’s eyes remained fixed on the strange man in the silver mask. His heart thumped harder with every passing second.The mark of the Synapticore glowed faintly on the man’s forehead—proof that this visitor was not just anyone. He was one of them. One of the Coven of Elders, the one who passed the decree against the extraction of the Astralyte.Marvin’s lips parted slightly, but words failed him. He tried to sit up more in bed, with eyes that were narrowed in disbelief.The man took one step forward and spoke again—his voice was smooth and calm, yet carrying an odd electric tone that seemed to buzz through the air.“Good day, Mr. Marvin,” the man greeted again, his voice sending chills down Marvin’s spine.Marvin finally found his voice, though his words came out slower than usual.“G-Good day,” he replied, still staring at the mask. “I know that mark, I know you… You’re from the Coven of Elders… from Westwood…”Before he could say more, the door opened again.Uncle Christopher ste
SHE HATES ME... BUT SHE LOVES ME
Uncle Christopher sighed and stepped closer to Marvin, lowering his voice.“It’s not severe,” he said softly. “At least, not yet. The doctors say there’s hope… but it’s going to take time. A lot of care, patience, and the right treatment. This condition… it doesn’t heal in a week or two. But she can get better.”Marvin’s jaw tightened. His heart felt heavy, but he nodded slowly.Without a word, he reached for the wheels of his chair and rolled himself closer to the bed.The sound of the wheels on the tiled floor echoed in the quiet room.When he stopped just beside her, he reached out and gently touched her wrist.“Helena…” he said softly. “It’s me. It’s Marvin.”At first, she didn’t react. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.Then slowly, her head turned—and her eyes were locked onto his.But instead of relief or recognition, her face twisted in confusion and disgust.“No…” she whispered. “No, you’re not him.”Her voice rose slightly. “Get away from me! You’re not my Marvin. You’r
WHAT BROKE HELENA
Uncle Christopher’s eyes narrowed.He stepped closer to Marvin and crossed his arms.“This isn’t just about Helena… or your father,” he said. “It’s bigger than that. What you did at the last WG-8 Summit… it shook Westwood to its core.”Marvin blinked.“My speech?”Uncle Christopher nodded slowly.“You gave out information that no one thought you had access to. You exposed secret dealings, illegal contracts, and power abuses—especially from the leaders of the Power Families. The entire Council of Elders turned on them that day. You embarrassed them… and you made enemies.”Marvin’s brows furrowed.“But… why would they see me as a threat?” he asked. “I’m based here in Neovalle. I run a solar based tech company. My focus is innovation. I don’t even want anything in Westwood. Even when I finally get to hold the Astralyte… my goals haven’t changed. It's not like I intend to conquer Westwood.”Uncle Christopher gave a slow, tired nod.“I know, Marvin. I know you’re not after thrones or terri
THE AFTERMATH
About four hours later, Marvin’s eyes opened again.He squinted.A sharp pain stabbed through his head.He winced, groaning softly.His body was no longer shaking. The chaos had passed. But the pain was still there—deep and dull, resting behind his forehead.Slowly, he turned his head to the side.The beeping machine beside him was still working… but this time, the sound was calm. His heart rate was steady.He was breathing normally.The air felt less heavy now.He was awake… and he was alive.Just then, the door opened.Uncle Christopher walked in with a careful step, holding a file in his hand. His eyes moved quickly to Marvin—and when he saw him awake, sitting up a little, all calm and steady, a deep breath escaped his chest.He smiled, softly.“You’re awake… again,” he said, with a calm voice.Marvin nodded slowly.He sat upright, moving his back against the pillow. The motion hurt a little, but he could handle it.Uncle Christopher moved closer, standing by his side now.He place
BETWEEN DEATH AND MADNESS
Marvin’s eyes twitched.Slowly… very slowly… they began to open.Everything was blurry.Light. Movement. Shadows.He tried to blink, but even that felt like lifting a mountain. His eyelids were heavy. His body felt like stone. His chest rose and fell with a deep struggle.Then came a sound—his own breath, rough and noisy. A cough tore through his throat, loud and painful. He gasped again, coughing hard, chest shaking like thunder inside him.“Uh… you are awake,” a calm voice said.It was familiar.Faint… but familiar.Marvin blinked again, this time harder.The blur started to clear.He could now make out a face.His uncle—Uncle Christopher—was sitting beside him.The old man looked tired, but his eyes were calm, filled with relief.Marvin tried to speak, but his voice cracked. His throat was dry.“O-… oxygen,” Marvin whispered.“You’re on it,” Uncle Christopher replied, softly pressing a hand on Marvin’s shoulder. “You’re in intensive care now. You’re safe.”Marvin glanced around
JUST A STEPPING STONE?
Dana Orion laughed again—louder this time, with wicked joy.“The great Marvin Richmond!” she shouted, spreading her arms wide as she slowly walked around him like a vulture circling a dying animal. “The young genius! The CEO of Helios Enterprise! The young man with the rare ultra mega Synapticore gift!”She leaned close and whispered into his ear.“Look at you now…”She pulled back and raised the Solstium Grip higher.“Chained like a dog. Sweating like a pig. Screaming like a coward!”Dana threw her head back and laughed again, cruel and sharp. Her laughter echoed through the empty garage like broken glass.“You built companies. You led tech enthusiasts. You inspired a generation. But now…” she leaned closer again, with her smile like poison, “you’re just spare parts.”Behind her, Helena stood frozen.Her eyes were fixed on Marvin—his body was trembling, his skin was pale, sweat was dripping down his face, his muscles were twitching from the pain.She said nothing.But her fingers tre
OF BLOOD POWER AND LIES
The world around Marvin was dark and quiet.It was no longer the golden, peaceful lounge of La Vie En Rose. No music. No warmth. Only the low hum of silence and the smell of rust and oil.Dim lights flickered from old, hanging bulbs. The walls were made of bare concrete, and the floor was stained with grease. Broken car parts, metal tools, and oil drums were scattered everywhere. It looked like an old, abandoned car garage. Cold. Lonely. Empty of life.The only sound was the soft drip of water from a leaking pipe in the corner.Marvin’s head felt heavy. His eyes were half-closed. His whole body was weak—like he had been running for days with no food, no rest. Sweat rolled down his forehead, sticking his hair to his face. His mouth was dry. His tongue felt thick.Slowly, he began to wake up more. He tried to move.That’s when he realized…He couldn’t.His arms were spread apart, each one was chained tightly to the sides of a steel pole. His legs too were stretched and chained to the
HER SMILE HIS DOWNFALL
As Marvin walked through La Vie En Rose, heads began to turn.Some people gasped quietly, others whispered to one another. Within seconds, smartphones were lifted into the air. Camera flashes blinked like fireflies.“Isn’t that Marvin Richmond?” someone whispered with excitement.“The CEO of Helios enterprise!”People started taking photos and recording short videos. A few stood up and came toward him politely, smiling and asking for autographs.Marvin smiled kindly, even as he kept moving. He paused for a moment, signing one or two with a graceful nod. But as more people began to gather, he raised a gentle hand and spoke with calm respect.“I appreciate the love, everyone,” he said warmly. “But I’m with someone special tonight. Maybe next time, alright?”There were no hard feelings. The patrons of La Vie En Rose were people of class and manners. They nodded with understanding and returned to their tables, still excited just to have seen him in person.Marvin returned to Helena’s s
WHISPERS BENEATH THE STARS
Marvin stood still for a second, his hand was frozen in the air.But then, he shook his head slightly and let out a soft sigh.No matter what, he wasn’t going to let anything ruin tonight.He straightened his suit jacket and walked calmly to the passenger side of the car.Without a word, he opened the door and slipped into the back seat beside Helena.The car’s interior was quiet, and the atmosphere felt heavy.Helena sat beside him, her face was expressionless, her eyes distant.She looked out the window, as if she wasn’t even aware that he was sitting next to her.Marvin watched her silently for a moment, feeling a gnawing worry rise in his chest."Where did all this coldness come from?" he thought.This wasn’t the Helena he knew.Slowly, Marvin reached out and cupped her chin gently, turning her face toward him.His thumb brushed her soft skin with care."Baby," he said softly, his voice was low and soothing."What’s up? What happened? You don't seem so good... you don't sound so g
