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This work is based on a true story mixed with additional events for entertainment purposes. Names and places may have been altered for the privacy of those involved. Some chapters may also contain graphic content and language. Read on your own discretion.
Jacobiér Arasaki
(A few minutes till 2032..)
Great, it's almost New Year's. I can already hear fireworks from the distance and the guests seem to be enjoying themselves. But that's not important to me. The syndicate has been progressing very well for the past few years. We've encountered many issues with cops and rivals, but there's nothing money can't solve. At least for most things.
I sigh.
God. I've killed so many people. I don't feel that bad though. The regret goes away when I know that we are succeeding and earning hundred thousands to millions of dollars every year. Plus, I do set boundaries. I may be bad, but I'm not down for killing kids.
The slide door opens
"Jacob, what are you doing?" Mason, my right hand in the syndicate asks.
I sigh again.
There goes my thoughts.
"Catching some air."
"It's New Year's bro, everyone is waiting for you on the field. It's almost time for the 2032 count down!"
He sounds so excited for something that is so regular in my opinion.
"You can go ahead, join the others. They'll be fine without me at the party."
"You sure Jacob? It's a new year and these kinds of events are the only times we really have fun and party. You're missing the.."
"I said you can go ahead Mason. I have a headache so I just want to rest."
He stops attempting to convince me since I interrupted him with a slightly different tone that states that I'm irritated.
Mason quietly leaves and closes the balcony door.
Now that's my cue to go lay down. I open the slide door which directly leads to the bedroom and drop onto the bed.
Bounce bounce
My body was repelled by my enormous luxury bed. Quite an expensive bed unlike the life I've had when I was younger.
Now this feels amazing.
I stare at the ceiling of my darkened room.
Hmmm.. It feels like I'm forgetting something... What is it..? Oh, right.... I feel empty.
I can hear the others starting to blow the party horns and light fireworks from down the field area which is right next to a beautiful view of the city. I can kind of see them and the view thanks to the big ass balcony glass doors. My room is on the second floor of the mansion but the angle from here can give me a good enough view of the yard which has a fountain, bunch of trees and flowers. I also had the soil padded with stone steps and those ground lights. We even have sprinklers built into every green area outside the mansion.
I smile.
Heh. Mom y'know I made the garden beautiful for you. If only.. you were here. I added many garden tools and pots for you.. even added beautiful structures where you could sit and drink your coffee. How long has it been Mom.. I wonder if you're still alive.. Do you miss me? Do you forgive me even though I am a devil? How about brother, is he well? How would I know. I haven't checked on you guys for years. I haven't done that because... I'm afraid to be a burden again... I'm afraid to put you in more danger...
