Apocalypse Cheater



"Sweetheart, you've always had a knack for speaking the unvarnished truth"

"Frankly, I share your doubts about our ability to keep the company afloat"

"Fortunately, our wealth has allowed us to acquire items like Potions, which we're currently researching."

"But what I'm driving at is this, for our company to thrive, we must become powerful enough to reign over this competition," he declared with unwavering conviction.

"It's quite ironic, isn't it?"

"Our generation was all about 'Money Rules Everything,' yet we find ourselves on the cusp of 'The Strong Eats the Weak.' Humanity evolves, but it seems our rules are regressing."

"That's precisely why it's perilous to let wild players roam freely. The powers within Modern Fantasia are far beyond our control."

The man's furrowed brow underscored the gravity of the problem.

The situation makes it abundantly clear that a solution would not come easily.

On the other hand, Cecilia sensed the weight of the situation, realizing that the only viable path forward was to possess the power to overpower every player in the game.

Amidst this tense atmosphere, an unexpected image of Daniel sprang into Cecilia's mind.

Her heart quickened its beat, and a comforting warmth enveloped her chest as if his very presence held the promise of a solution.

With curiosity coursing through her, Cecilia couldn't help but wonder, 'What choice would he make in a moment like this?'

"Having said that, the reason I brought you here today is to announce my decision to join and support the grant plan of the Unison Government," he declared firmly.

"Unison Government?"

Cecilia's curiosity piqued, her head tilting with a figurative question mark hovering above.

"Though it's in its infancy, formed by alliances among major nations, the Unison Government aims to restore balance," he explained.

"As we speak, signs of the Unison Government's effectiveness are starting to emerge," he asserted confidently.

"So...what exactly do I have to do as part of the Unison Government?"

Cecilia's curiosity grew as she tried to understand the purpose of this meeting.

Considering the information could have easily been shared through the family group chat.

"In about a month, the Unison Government is planning a small celebratory event to mark its official launch"

"All contributors, supporters, and executives must be present," he elaborated.

"In light of that, I'll be extending the invitation to both you and your mother," he said, hinting at a forthcoming family involvement in this significant event.

As he spoke of Cecilia's mother, an uneasy tension hung in the air, evident in the subtle shift of his expression.

Cecilia, in contrast, couldn't conceal her disapproval, and her eyes furrowed into a discernible frown upon learning of her mother's involvement.

Their shared disapproval of the woman was palpable, revealing a complex and strained dynamic within the family.

"That's all I needed to discuss. You can return to your activities now," the man declared.

Cecilia rose from her seat, her thoughts still lingering on the unusual family visit.

"Oh, and one more thing, Cecilia," he interjected just as she was about to leave.

"The Kail Family has been eagerly awaiting your visit, and they've been quite persistent"

"I strongly recommend you pay them a visit sometime this week."

Cecilia's face clouded with a mix of emotions at the mention of the Kail Family.

She hesitated for a moment before responding, "I'll... think about it."

With a gloomy expression, she returned to her room.

Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the upcoming visit and the unfinished task of finding the perfect dress for her and Daniel's impending date.

Hours seemed to slip away as Cecilia sifted through countless dresses, each chosen with meticulous care to accentuate her womanly charms.

Makeup brushes delicately swept across her features, enhancing her already stunning visage.

Finally, she stood before the mirror, her reflection radiating confidence.

With a deep breath, she declared herself ready for the self-proclaimed date and gracefully exited her house.

Opting for luxury, she summoned her driver, who skillfully navigated the city's streets to arrive at the address provided by Daniel.

As she stepped out of the vehicle, Cecilia glanced at her watch, only to realize that it was already 2 p.m.

Time had seemingly flown by in her quest for the perfect look.

James Carlson, Cecilia's father, wore a sombre expression as he absorbed the reports delivered by his exclusive surveillance group.

"So, my daughter had a conversation with another guy, and you couldn't breach their communications?"

He inquired, his fingers pressing firmly on the bridge of his nose.

With synchronized precision, an anonymous group of men responded in unison, "Yes, sir."

The tension in the room was palpable, and James was perturbed by the thought of his daughter potentially adding to the already stressful situation facing the company.

"What should we do, sir?"

"Shall we surveil the young man she's meeting?"

The group's leader suggested, but James dismissed the idea with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"For now, let's keep a low profile"

"Despite my frustration, I never expected my daughter to become so involved with someone"

"This is unlike her," he admitted, his concern for Cecilia evident in his voice.

"I'm not a ruthless villain of a father, so for now, I'll simply observe the situation"

"Besides, if even our most talented surveillance group couldn't breach their communication, this guy must be quite formidable"

James mused, his fingers tapping on the desk as he contemplated the situation.

"As long as nothing untoward happens, I won't intervene too much"

"However, I can't say the same for the Kail Family"

"After all, their heir is engaged to Cecilia," he acknowledged with a heavy sigh.

The weight of the engagement's complications bore down on him.

"Breaking off the engagement abruptly would only lead to more problems. Is this what it feels like to grow old?"

The group of men watched their President with a mixture of understanding and pity, fully aware of the multitude of challenges he was grappling with.

James, meanwhile, seemed resigned to his fate, his sighs echoing throughout the day, a testament to the burdens he carried.