Lonelythree

Bruised and abused...

Life had never been kind to him.

 Evan, an orphan, was adopted only to serve as a means to accomplish his blood-sucking parents' goals. Just as he was trying to break free from their grasp, his parents offended a celebrity, resulting in them being ganged up on by the celebrity's fans.

If all those hardships weren't enough, God played another joke with him.

[It's evident that your life is quite sad. The main reason behind your misfortunes lies with your parents, so take these steps to free yourself from your suffering.]

[Quest: Kill your parents within the stipulated time]


- Assets amounting to 1 billion dollars

Time left: 00:00:59

"Damn, are you threatening me? Want me to kill others and become a criminal on the very first task? I reject it. Let's see what you can do."

And in the next second, he found himself pushed over the railing and falling down.

He thought he would die but...

[The Host has passed the test.]

The Tycoon's Odyssey

"This is madness," Admiral Takamura muttered, his voice barely audible over the howling wind. "We can't follow him into this."

Admiral Moreau nodded solemnly. "We'll lose more ships if we try. The storm is too fierce, and our instruments are useless."

On his ship, Reeves clenched his fists, his knuckles white. His mind raced, torn between the desire to press on and the grim reality of their situation. The thought of letting Evan escape was unbearable, but the risks to his fleet were too great.

As they debated their next move, a message crackled through the radio, cutting through the static. The voice on the other end was calm but firm.

[Step back and retreat for now. We will soon deploy the ICBM.]

The admirals exchanged uneasy glances. The prospect of using an intercontinental ballistic missile was both a relief and a chilling reminder of the stakes.

410:Retreat