Prologue 2

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I loved the Architectural Game... I mean building structures beyond human imagination was always one of my dreams; that being said I hated it when what I Saw in my mind didn't work out. It's been I don't know how long a since I got here. Hey, that's weird. 

The first week when I explored the Casino and played different games

2nd when I got a promotion card or something... and I explored that?

3rd week be like me playing in that thingy where the deer can kill the hunter... man was it weird. I guess reminded me when I used to escape to the wild when my parents argued.

4th week when I discovered about the hidden passage to get more sweets and stuff.

So total, a month? This is sooo weird... But then a girl who senses when a person is going to die can also be considered weird. But that's also stopped here. Again, weird.

A man came up to me, "Evangaline Ó'Dálaigha, I happen to be your lawyer. We happen to have been searching for you for a very long time. Your mother and step-father are dead. They have left you around $25000 of inheritance as long as you complete your school. Our enterprises have been searching for you ever since and would like to offer you a place in Westover Hall, an army military school of a good reputation. Come with me." he said and started walking away.

What.................the...........................hell??????????

"Wait..." I started, walking after him, "I don't understand... my parents died and left their inheritance to me?" "Yes." he said irritated. "And, you're my parent's lawyer?" I asked doubtfully. "Yes." Jeez, what is his problem to reply in an irritated tone? 

We walked in silence to the lobby where he turned and said, "Wait for me over here, I also have to pick up a few of your father's colleague's children." 

What the hell. He said father's.

He said father's.

He knows my father. Even I don't know my real father. Through the whirlwind that was my internal dilemma, I saw myself studying in school and then university learning about architecture, becoming a person who built buildings of not just value but also something which meant a lot to people.

 As he returned, I saw two of the people I would come to really like. And one of them would really mean something far more to me. Something I never imagined I would ever have.

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