2024-09-12 00:22:59Jeremiah followed Anthony into his office and being used to what he, as a guest, was supposed to do, he started walking to the guest chair by the desk.
“Not that way sir,” Anthony said and Jeremiah halted, groaned then turned to him. He wondered what Anthony meant by that and more importantly, he wondered why the manager was standing in front of another door inside the office but then he saw the truth. “For special guests like yourself, we’ll be using this room,” Anthony said then he twisted the gold-plated knob of the door, revealing what could only be called a lounge for two and at most five people. The place was beautiful and welcoming to anyone who saw it. Surprised that there was such a luxurious room inside the already luxurious manager’s office, Jeremiah walked up to Anthony and both of them walked into the room. Anthony closed the door and Jeremiah took in the premium feeling the room gave. “This is the VIP lounge where our most important customers can sit down and relax while I provide them with the best service Polaris Bank has to offer,” Anthony said as he and Jeremiah walked deeper into the Lounge. “Please, sir, sit there over there while I get you something to drink,” Anthony said, gesturing at one of the couches by the table then he went to the fridge to get a bottle of champagne. Jeremiah did what the manager told him to and went to sit down on the couch which he almost sank into because of how soft and comfortable it was. Jeremiah was surprised because he had never been on such a couch before. So soft and comfortable that it put his bed to shame. He rubbed his palm on the material used to make the couch and although he didn’t know what type of leather it was, he could tell that it was of a very high quality. He wouldn’t be wrong if he thought that the couch alone cost more than his yearly salary from all the jobs he worked. “Sir, I have a bottle of Dom Perignon Rosé, Armand de Brignac Brut, and Louis Roederer Cristal 1990. Which one would you prefer?” Anthony asked Jeremiah as he held the first two options in his hands. Jeremiah looked at the manager and he had no idea what any of the names he just called were. It was only by seeing the bottle that he knew that they were champagnes, but at the same time, he was lost on which to pick from as he had never tasted any. “Why don’t you pick,” Jeremiah said with a smile. He tried to hide his beverage illiteracy from the manager who thought that as his boss he had always been rich when in truth, he had just come into his wealth less than twenty-four hours ago. “Okay, sir. I guess we’ll go for my favorite. The Louis Roederer Cristal 1990” Anthony said then he returned the two bottles of champagne into the fridge and took out the Louis Roederer Cristal 1990. He closed the fridge then grabbed a champagne flute glass and went to meet Jeremiah at the couches. Anthony dropped the flute glass on the table between Jeremiah’s couch and the one he was to sit in, then he popped open the bottle of champagne and poured it into Jeremiah’s glass. When it got about halfway to the flute being filled, Jeremiah who wasn’t one to drink alcohol, told him to stop which Anthony did and then he dropped the bottle next to the glass. Anthony went to sit down on the couch opposite Jeremiah then he said “Please, sir, go ahead. You can drink as much as you want and let me know if you want a refill” Jeremiah who had never drunk champagne before picked up the glass then he sniffed it to see what the aroma would be like and it was nice. To think that his first taste of champagne was going to be one of such high quality. His life really had changed. Jeremiah took a sip and it felt like heaven. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his entire life. “I’m glad you like it, sir,” Anthony said and Jeremiah smiled. Jeremiah finished the drink in his glass then he dropped the empty glass on the table. “Do you want another glass, sir?” Anthony offered. Jeremiah was tempted but he didn’t want to get drunk or tipsy so he nicely declined. “I’d prefer if we got down to what brought me here in the first place,” Jeremiah said and Anthony nodded. “Of course, sir. So, what exactly can I help you with?” Anthony asked. “I have above fifty million dollars in my account right now and I don’t have access to any of it because it exceeds my limit.” “So you want me to increase your limit?” Anthony said and Jeremiah nodded. “That’s right.” “Okay, sir. Anything else?” Anthony asked.
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One week later, Jeremiah leaned back against a cherry-red and gold Bugatti Veyron, the glint of the city lights dancing along its sleek curves. His tailored obsidian suit clung perfectly to his frame, his silver tie fluttering slightly in the evening breeze. The engine purred beneath the hood like a beast waiting to be unleashed. He glanced at the time on his wristwatch, a sly smile creeping across his face as the apartment door opened.He looked up.And there she was.Victoria emerged in a stunning midnight-blue dress that shimmered with every step. Her curls bounced as she descended the stairs, and Jeremiah couldn’t help but admire the moment like it was a scene from a movie.“Hurry up, we’re going to be late,” he said, a playful edge in his voice.“I’m coming!” she replied, hurrying her pace before she reached him—and planted a kiss on his lips that made the world pause for a second.“When’s he popping the question again?” she asked, at the same time telling him that maybe he was r
CHAPTER 334
“The Leader?” Jeremiah asked with a grimace, the name tasting like ash on his tongue.“That’s right,” the being declared, his voice echoing like a god’s judgment through the twisted air. “I *am* the Leader—and this is my dimension. Here, I rule as supreme.”Jeremiah’s eyes narrowed. “And that name you called me—Bazar’q Omàrin? Why?”The Leader tilted his head slightly, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips. “Because that is your name. Not this watered-down nonsense—Crimson, Jeremiah—names handed to you by humans who never knew your truth. You were Bazar’q Omàrin, once the high sovereign of the mighty Oxyl Dimension... until it all turned to ash.”Jeremiah’s fists clenched as a dull pain throbbed in his temples. “And how do you know that? How do you know *me*?”The Leader's grin stretched, eyes flickering with malevolence. “Because, you banished me to hell!”With that roar of hatred, he surged forward in a blur, his fist crashing into Jeremiah’s ribs with the force of a meteor. The impact
CHAPTER 333
‘Where is he? The one who started all of this?’ Jeremiah’s thoughts were a storm as he tore through the sky in a vicious, high-speed duel against the nine-winged skeletal wyvern. His golden eyes flicked through the blood-red horizon, desperate to catch even a glimpse of Grey Lucian. Since the chaos began, Grey had vanished—eerily absent. The longer Jeremiah failed to find him, the more unease spread like rot in his gut.But the demonic wyvern wasn’t giving him the luxury of distraction.Every flap of the beast’s bony, mana-wrought wings whipped up cyclones of cursed wind. Each strike came fast, lethal, and relentless. Dodging them required all of Jeremiah’s focus—there was no room for error, no space to think about Grey, or even the cultists scattered across the battlefield, who were clearly summoning something catastrophic. The thick, malevolent mana surging from their positions felt like an omen of ruin.For just one heartbeat, Jeremiah’s mind slipped—and it was one too many.The w
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The battlefield plunged into eerie silence. Even the screaming winds beneath the dome seemed to hold their breath. Jeremiah stood at the center of it all, his dragonoid form casting a monumental silhouette against the warped sky. His scales shimmered with hues of black, red, and gold, glowing like molten metal in the dome’s unnatural twilight. Wings unfurled behind him like the banners of a god of war, stretching high and wide, stirring the air with every twitch. Mages, scattered across the estate in strategic lines, froze. The resurrection magic that had reanimated their fallen held no expression, no breath—just cold bodies awaiting orders. All of them stared at him, at the beast who had tanked a god-killing spell and still stood. Jeremiah’s molten eyes locked onto the mages who had conjured the lightning-fire hybrid spell. There was no mercy in his gaze. Only retribution. He leapt forward. The impact of his takeoff split the ground behind him, sending fragments of earth sky
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The sky darkened unnaturally, casting an eerie twilight over the estate. Jeremiah looked up as the last arc of shadow joined with the rest, sealing them inside a massive black dome. It shimmered with power, humming low like a monstrous heartbeat. The siege had begun.He turned to Lynette. “It’s begun.”“Yes,” she said quietly, eyes locked on the sky. “It has.”Jeremiah glanced down at the box in his hand. Obadiah’s head, expression frozen in death, stared back at him. The man had been a teacher, a guide, a rock of wisdom. And now he was gone. Murdered.“I’m sorry this happened to you, teacher,” Jeremiah murmured, his voice a low promise. “But on your behalf, I’ll make those fuckers pay.”With grim reverence, he set the box down. Then he and Lynette walked toward the convoy, where confusion had begun to blossom into panic.A chorus of murmurs rose as everyone saw the sky had changed. The dome wasn’t just a covering — it was alive. Pulsing. Feeding something.“What the hell is this?” th
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[“How? The gate is—“] the driver of the first car asked but went silent to his surprise the gate suddenly opened. [“But how?!”] the driver asked in a panic.Jeremiah had used wordless magic to unlock and open the gate.[“Don’t worry about it and just keep driving”] Steven interjected, stopping the driver beside him from thinking too much into what happened.Because this security detail was provided by the city of Bakers View and not of the Garrick Royal estate, they didn’t know about Jeremiah’s real identity as Lord Crimson or that magic existed. That was why Steven stopped the driver beside him from asking questions and just moved things along. [“Okay, Captain”] the driver reluctantly said and then hit the gas, leading the cars into the estate. All the while, the third car which hadn’t been connected through the channel didn’t know what was really going on. Second after second, the cars got closer to Jeremiah’s house and when they got there everything looked perfectly fine, surpr
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