Chapter 7 : Memory Mining and a Little Chaos

Eight year have been passed in a flash since he came to this world and with arrival of 2008 there is little time remain far because soon world would plunged into chaos..

By this time Victor had turned 20, he had grown into a striking figure.

His lean, muscular body hinted at strength without being overly bulky.

His face, sharp and symmetrical, naturally captivated those around him, with a jawline that gave him a mature, commanding presence.

But it was his eyes that truly set him apart—dark, enigmatic, and filled with secrets.

There was an intensity there, as if he had seen far more than anyone his age should.

His quiet confidence and subtle smile drew people in, leaving them both intrigued and unsettled.

Beneath his calm exterior, Victor carried the weight of hidden knowledge and power, a master of manipulation who played a far deeper game than anyone suspected.

His looks were captivating, but the real mystery was what lay beneath—a mind always calculating, always one step ahead.

Eight years in, Victor's life as a hidden mastermind was moving along smoothly.

His proxy, Alex Donovan, was handling business like a seasoned pro, and his investments were paying off.

But Victor wasn't satisfied with just sitting back and watching from the sidelines.

He wanted more—more control, more information, more everything.

That's when he decided to start using the cheat once again.

The cheat was his secret weapon, the kind of thing you'd only read about in sci-fi or hear about in conspiracy theories.

It allowed him to extract "memory fragment balls" from anyone he chose. Basically, he could pull out pieces of someone's memories and study them.

With the help of a semi-AI he had developed—because why stop at just one amazing tech, right?—Victor could analyze these memories, find patterns, and uncover all sorts of useful information.

At first, he only used it on his employees, starting small.

He figured, if he could understand how they thought, what motivated them, and what worried them, he could keep them loyal and productive.

Plus, it was kinda fascinating to see how the minds of people worked.

Everyone had their secrets, their hidden ambitions, their fears. Victor could see it all.

One day, after pulling a memory fragment from one of his managers during a boring weekly review, Victor found something interesting.

The guy—Carl—had been approached by a rival tech company.

They had offered Carl a tempting deal to jump ship, and Carl was seriously considering it.

Without the cheat, Carl would have probably left before anyone could notice.

Victor smiled. "Nice try, Carl."

He had Alex invite Carl out for drinks the next day.

Over whiskey, Victor had Alex subtly remind Carl just how good he had it with their company—talk about future promotions, bonuses, the whole nine yards.

By the end of the night, Carl was all smiles and swearing loyalty. Carl didn't even realize he had been played like a fiddle.

He only persuade this carl because this guy has some talent in management, so he had to pay attention to this money saving tool.

But Victor wasn't about to stop at employees,

He once again start using his old trick of his with he had earn so much money in these short Eight year..

Otherwise the cheat would be useful, sure, but the real goldmine? His enemies. Extracting memories from his rivals, competitors, or anyone trying to take him down? Now that was the fun part.

One evening, as Victor was messing around with his semi-AI, feeding it the latest memory fragments for analysis, something odd popped up.

He had recently gotten a hold of a memory ball from one of Obadiah Stane's business partners.

Stane, the ruthless industrialist who'd been a thorn in the side of Tony Stark for years, was now making waves in the tech world.

Stane was a big deal—a shark in a suit with a knack for swallowing smaller companies whole.

Recently, he had turned his attention to Alex's rising business, sniffing around, clearly sensing something big.

Victor had been keeping a close eye on him ever since.

Victor spun up the AI to analyze the data, sipping his coffee as the holographic interface floated in front of him.

Then, a fragment caught his attention—Stane had been making quiet deals with some shadowy government contractor.

They were working on a new piece of tech that could disrupt entire industries.

And not just any tech—a highly advanced AI that could predict global market trends with near-perfect accuracy.

It was still in the development stage, but the potential was massive.

Victor leaned back in his chair, grinning. "Well, well, Obadiah, looks like you've been holding out on me."

This was exactly the kind of opportunity Victor had been waiting for.

If he could get his hands on that tech—or better yet, sabotage Stane's project without him realizing it—he'd have the upper hand.

He quickly jotted down a plan, his mind racing.

First, he needed more information on this AI project, more details on the people involved, and most importantly, how far along the development was.

He started mining more memory balls from other key players in Stane's circle, feeding the data into his AI for analysis.

The AI, which Victor had dubbed "Spectre" for its ghost-like ability to sift through data undetected, began piecing together a fuller picture.

Victor was starting to see the scope of Stane's project, but the real bombshell came from one particular memory fragment he extracted from one of Stane's top engineers.

Apparently, the AI had a vulnerability—one that Stane didn't know about yet.

If exploited, it could cause the whole system to crash or, even better, give Victor backdoor access.

Victor couldn't help but laugh. It was almost too easy.

The next day, Victor set things in motion

. Through Alex, he made a few strategic business moves, pulling some strings, and leaking just enough information to create a minor disruption in the tech market. Nothing too big—just enough to keep Stane occupied.

While Stane was busy handling the fallout, Victor worked behind the scenes to quietly infiltrate Stane's AI project.

It wasn't long before he had full access to the system, thanks to the vulnerability he found.

Now, not only could he see exactly what Stane's AI was doing, but he could manipulate the data, feeding it false information if necessary.

With this power, Victor could influence market trends before anyone else knew what was happening. Stane, meanwhile, would be none the wiser.

As he sat back, admiring his handiwork, Victor couldn't help but think about how far he had come.

From waking up in Jenna's apartment all those years ago to now quietly manipulating the Marvel Universe's most powerful tech players—it was wild. And he was only getting started.

With Spectre by his side and the cheat giving him access to people's deepest secrets, there was no telling how far he could go.

Stane thought he was playing a high-stakes game, but Victor was leagues ahead, playing in a game of his own making.

He leaned back in his chair, watching the lights of the city through Jenna's apartment window. "Not bad for a guy just trying to survive," he mused.

As the night rolled on, Victor closed his laptop. Tomorrow, he'd dig even deeper.

There were still more secrets to uncover, more power to seize, and more fun to be had.

The cheat had turned his life into a never-ending game of chess, and Victor was becoming a manipulator.

But for now, it was time to get some sleep. After all, even he needed to be recharge.