The septillionaire's superstar system

Reasons

Alvin looked at himself in the mirror of the VIP bathroom in the private lounge where the manager took him to and was immediately surprised. After taking a bath and changing into the clothes which the manager had brought for him, he looked like a different person. His deep russet colored eyes matched his burgundy colored suit to create a powerful combination that awed even himself.

He strapped the grand Seiko brand watch on his wrist, and completed his exotic look. Indeed, the clothes make the man. The Alvin before him was one he had never seen before, his attire suited him perfectly, making him look like a billionaire CEO. And this was in a situation where he warned the manager to be conservative with money. Now imagine if he bought really expensive items worth millions, like Rolex Daytona. How would he look then? Indeed poverty is a bastard. No wonder everyone treats a broke man like trash.

He sighed and loosened one more button on his shirt, showing a clear view of his sexy Adam's apple, alongside a part of his chest which made him look incredibly sexy.

“Alvin, being wealthy really suits you. You should work even harder from now on.” He whispered, and sighed.

“Of course. Thank goodness you know. A handsome man who is not just wealthy but also powerful and influential. That's what I will call a full package. Whenever you finally reveal your new self, I will be eager to see the look of regret on your ex-wife's face. But you know what? You deserved that divorce. Women are naturally inclined towards having the finer things of life without working hard, that's why most of them prefer leaning on well to do men. But your previous self was unambitious, content with working in a bar shop and doing deliveries. Your previous self was non confrontational, which is not a nice trait for men. When the old man arranged a position for you and the rest of the family refused, why did you listen to Sonya’s nagging and miss the position or a high ranked executive? Alright, you don't have the strength for trouble and you don't want to drag what does not belong to you. Fine. But why didn't you try other companies? With your summa cum laude and masters degree, many companies would be scrambling to hire you. So, why did you give up so soon?”

The system’s voice seemed like it was scolding Alvin, making him immediately take a defensive stance.

“That's because…” He quickly began. But before he could come up with a rebuttal, the system cut him off again.

“What? It was because she blacklisted you. Is that what you want to say? Are you an idiot? It was because you were a coward. And you were afraid of causing problems in the family, letting everyone stomp over you. You disappointed that poor old man who had so much hope in you. You disappointed him way too much. How many groups is the Carter corporation big enough to control? In this city, there's at least seven corporations who don't bother to give face to Carters because they're way too big, bigger than the Carters. People like the KS group, do they need to pay attention to Carters? The young master of KS fired quite a few executives numerous times, and each time, he personally held a fair interview to personally select their replacements. As talented as you are, why didn't you go? What about the rest of the groups? You could have insisted on not handing over your salary, buy a decent suit, iron it and consistently go for interviews. With your intelligence, you would get hired. But no, you obediently fit into the box that a mere mortal shoved you into, living like a mongrel despite the fact that you're destined for greatness.”

“System, stop.” Alvin muttered, not wanting to listen to the system's criticisms anymore.

“The truth is always painful but you need to hear it anyway. You almost ruined your life because of your non-confrontational lifestyle. Probably because you're used to being poor and lowering your head before others. But right now, all that has to change. You are the face of the system, you can't continue lowering your head like a dog. You're a dragon now. Okay, I know you want to hide behind ‘my dream is to be a pop star nonsense’ to make excuses. But I'm in your mind now, I understand you more than you understand yourself. You could have managed the corporate job while earning money to chase your dreams. But you actually accepted the cruel fate that those bastards pushed you into, even though you were destined for greatness. Assuming the system was not aligned to your fate, you would have died. No woman wants an easily defeated man. You had that divorce coming, master.”

At this point, Alvin was practically boiling with anger. The system had stimulated him to boiling point.

“Master? Is that the way to talk to your master?” Alvin asked coldly.

“It's useless being angry. The only thing they did wrong is that they're innately wicked, greedy and selfish, especially your wife. She totally let down the meaning of the word ‘wife’ by not leaving you a way out. Stealing your music to please her lover while cheating, tricking you out of your hard earned money in the name of paying producers, even though she has more than you do. And most importantly, resorting to murder after wronging you, and not showing any sign of repentance, condemned them. This action validates your revenge, not that she wanted a divorce. But it's actually great. You're now the master of the system, women of her class are not qualified to stand beside you. Assuming she was faithful, ditching her would be impossible. Everything works together to bring you to your destiny. Or rather to the point of duty. It won't be an easy road.”

“Just shut up already.” Alvin snapped and left the bathroom, making his way back to the longue where he was meant to wait for Leah to finish shopping.