Chapter 31 : HAPPINESS
The day after the funeral was a big day. A big day for Zoar specifically.
Zoar was called to meet Velvet at NEO Earth tower. They had important things to work out.
"Thank you very much for having me," Zoar said.
Velvet laughed.
"Please, drop the formality!" Velvet smiled.
"Yeah, uh right," Zoar smirked a little.
"So... I'm gonna cut right to the chase... Do you want to become president of NEO Earth?" Velvet said looking at him seriously.
Zoar expected talk of the new president but didn't know she'd ask him.
"Me!?" Zoar yelled on accident.
"You are Neal's son. Like a king passing down the crown to the prince, this is how things still work." Velvet said.
"I guess you're right..." Zoar didn't know what his answer was going to be.
"If you say yes or no, you'll still be getting a lot of money. Maybe... 10,000,000,000 Satu or so." Velvet said.
"10,000,000,000 Satu!?" Zoar stood up from his chair.
They were in Velvet's office on the 25th floor.
Her office looked as clean as absolute nothingness.
"Yep." Velvet smiled.
"Holy Hell..." Zoar sat back down.
Suddenly, an opportunity arose within his mind.
If he became president, he could do the exact opposite of Neal. He could help people. Heal the world.
He could fix Zeu's corrupt government.
He could fix other countries as well.
He could use his power to do good things.
Zoar made up his mind right then.
"Velvet." Zoar looked her in the eyes.
"Yes?" Velvet asked.
"I will become president," Zoar said with a serious face.
"Oh! Really? That was easier than I thought!" Velvet smiled.
"Only if you become my vice president," Zoar smirked.
"Me!? Why I-I don't know about that!" Velvet was in shock.
She was simply an office worker.
"You're very trustworthy. You're hardworking. You're courageous. You're willing to take risks. You're perfect for the job." Zoar stood up.
"So let's shake on it." Zoar held out his hand.
Velvet looked at him for a moment.
She smiled and stood up.
She grabbed his hand and they shook.
"Thank you. Zoar Malite." Velvet looked at him with an easy smile.
Zoar returned to smile.
On that day, Zoar became the president of NEO Earth and a billionaire.
They released their hands and sat back down.
"I have a couple of questions," Zoar said.
"What are they?" Velvet asked.
"Were the rumors about Neal paying off the government ever true?" Zoar asked.
"No, they were quite the opposite. Neal took money from the government in the beginning, threatening them with his power." Velvet said, untying her hair.
"I see. Was Neal that powerful?" Zoar asked.
"Yes. It was quite ironic for him to be taken down by sickness after being feared by all of us low lives in this tower." Velvet said.
"I see. That's all I think." Zoar popped his knuckles and popped his neck.
"I guess the meeting is-" Velvet was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing.
"Excuse me for a second, president." Velvet picked up her phone off the desk and answered it.
"Yes?" Velvet said.
Zoar heard little mumbles from the phone.
"Really!?" Velvet stood up.
"Thank you for telling me! Goodbye." Velvet hung up and looked at Zoar.
"Something happens?" Zoar asked.
"Daryl's team found the device canceling magic." Velvet said.
"Oh! Really?" Zoar asked.
Velvet nodded.
"They're about to turn it off... Many people might have magic... maybe me, but I doubt that." Velvet sat back down and opened a drawer.
She pulled out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.
"Well then," Zoar said.
"Forgive me please... but all of this calls for some kind of celebration!" Velvet smiled and opened the bottle.
She poured some in both glasses and handed one to Zoar.
Zoar grabbed it and smelled it.
"The sweet smell of alcohol rots my nose as always," Zoar said and smiled.
"Gotta love it!" Velvet picked up her glass.
"Heres to saving the world, president." Velvet said, holding out her glass.
Zoar smiled.
"Please," Zoar clanked their glasses and drank them.
"call me Zoar. Zoar Malite."