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「𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸 𝖣𝖤𝖳𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖲」
❏ 𝐍a𝐦e —
I became the City's Mayor
❏ 𝐀u𝐭h𝐨r —
Goldingen
❏ 𝐓a𝐠s —
System, rebirth, time travel, cultivation, virtual world, comedy, drama, adventure
❏ 𝐒t𝐚r𝐭e𝐝 / 𝐅i𝐧i𝐬h𝐞d
October, 2023 / ??
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「𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖢𝖫𝖠𝖨𝖬𝖤𝖱𝖲」
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「𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸 𝖯𝖫𝖮𝖳 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖱𝖳𝗌」
𝐄than 𝐏arker is nothing short of eccentric. One could say this is owed to his rather tragic backstory.
Born to a diligent supermarket owner and a humble housewife, his origin was nothing remarkable to say the least. His family was alright. He had parents who loved him. He didn't have to compete for their attention either, being an only child. They weren't exactly swimming in wealth as expected of a family who ran a supermarket, but they had enough to get by. Most importantly, they had each other. Little Ethan couldn't ask for more.
His parents were his heroes. He always looked up to them. They taught him everything he knew. They were never mean to him. He thanked God for them every day.
When people asked Little Ethan who he loved the most, he would say,
❝ 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 ❞
Everyone thought he was a bright child, one with great promise. He could understand the big words that most kids his age couldn't grasp. He had an affinity for maths and riddles and would always leave the grown-ups flabbergasted whenever he would solve problems that even they couldn't handle. He excelled in everything he did. At a young age, he was placed on a high pedestal.
His parents couldn't be any prouder. They constantly showered him with all their love and affection. Little Ethan wanted this perfect utopia to last forever. He 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 it to last forever.
Only, fate had other plans because his utopia ended just as fast as it began...
It was a Friday evening.
The clouds were slowly greying, hinting at the near fall of rain. The breeze that hour almost seemed desperate, as if it were trying to prevent what was sure to come, all to no avail.
The Parker family's store, 𝗯its & 𝗽ieces, was just a couple minutes away from closing up for the day. The customers left were a sparse few.
Mr Parker and his pregnant wife were in the middle of recording the day's sales when the store doors swung open, causing the bell to chime briefly. They paid little attention to it since they thought it just just another customer rushing to buy things before the store closed.
They never anticipated the sudden rain that would befall the interior of their precious store. Unfortunately, it wasn't anything like the gradual increasing spurt of water that had just begun outdoors. No, this rain was a lot metallic and... life-threatening.
On the news broadcast later that night, it looked like a scene from a horror movie. The entire town was shaken to the bones. The bodies discovered had multiple holes drilled into them. Some were missing organs, others were missing appendages. It made everyone watching the news wonder just who exactly were the psychopaths that raided 𝗯its & 𝗽ieces. Not a single person was spared, including the store's owners.
The boy genius was left dumbfounded. One moment, he was over at his neighbor's house, waiting for his parents to come home from the store, and the next, he was being discarded in an orphanage. He couldn't understand what was going on.
Where were his parents?
Why was nobody telling him anything?
Why was he being abandoned?
Did he do something bad?
Little Ethan wanted answers. Alas, the only crumb of information he was eventually given by his father's older sister was that she was going to be holding on to his parent's assets for him until he came of age.
He never heard from her after that night, or anyone else from that little town he grew up in.
The home of his perfect utopia that got turned into his worst nightmare, with the pull of a trigger.
𝐄than 𝐏arker is nothing short of eccentric. He got separated from his parents at a young age and was dumped in an orphanage out of nowhere.
Once upon a time, he had two loving parents and a place to call home, but now, he has no one to call family, save the decent few he met there in the orphanage. He was once dubbed the child of promise, but now, he's just someone who wants to live long enough to uncover the mystery behind his parents' disappearance.
Other kids seemed to have better luck than him because he watched them get picked for adoption, one after the other, but it never came to his turn. He guessed no one wanted the depressed, sickly-looking kid. He was fine with it for the main time. No one could replace his parents, he told himself that. Though, as much as he tried, he wasn't strong enough to fend off the tears of loneliness and dejection at night, so he cried himself to sleep every time.
But like everything else, life goes on. So does time, likewise, age.
The years dealt their due to 𝐄than, remodeling him into a working man in his mid 20s doing his part to survive, like everyone else. His current job holds no flame to the dreams he had as a kid, regardless, one good thing is that the tragedy that befell his family is nothing but a distant memory to him now. He can't even remember the sound of his father's laugh or the feeling of his mother's warm hugs.
He's decided to take that as a good thing. He'd be better off that way. . . without all that trauma.
「𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸 𝖯𝖫𝖮𝖳 𝖤𝖭𝖣𝗌」
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[ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 have just been kicked out of ᵖˡᵒᵗ ! ]
⁰⁰1 ˒ it's the police .
「𝐐uick 𝐒ymbols」
◖ {text} — action / describes what the character is doing e.g {smiles} , {smiling} , {panicking}
◖ [text] — emotion / describes the character's feelings e.g [angry] , [terrified] , [disturbed]
◖ (text) — status / describes the character's current attitude e.g. (sarcastic) , (stern) , (dark look)
◖<text> — location / describes the character's position e.g <in the bathroom> , <on the rooftop>
◖ 💭 — signifies the character's thoughts e.g. 💭 Boop skaladutch hahahah-
𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝟏 - It's the Police
𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒏, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅...
it's just the crack of dawn.
the only sounds that can be heard in a certain room are the ones coming from a rather pitiful keyboard that's currently being assaulted by hasty fingers.
their frantic pace has been sustained for nearly half an hour now; any witness with a proper brain would wonder how they aren't worn out yet. Or worse, cramped.
and then all of a sudden, almost robotically, five of those fingers freeze in their tracks and make a brief beeline for the plastic cup standing innocently on the side.
the poor cup is powerless to stop its content from being chugged so carelessly. but that's nothing compared to the utter insult that comes next.
just as fast as his assaulter takes a sip, he spits it out right back.
innocent cup
💭 oh come on!!! what the heck, man?!? This arrogant little—
𝗘𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿 . Age 25 . 5'10" . Night owl / insomniac . Loner . Works three different shifts a day . Occasional PTSD . Sweet addict . Hates cold beverages . Dreams of owning an estate someday . Close to losing his mind . [ + locked data ]
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
💢 { sticks out tongue } Blergh. It's gotten cold
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
guess I left it sitting idle for way too long again. What a waste
the exhausted blonde lets out a sigh before rising from the desk chair his lean frame is hunched on; the blanket around his shoulders slides to the ground with a soft thud.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
💭 God knows how much I despise the taste of cold coffee
he pads over to the only sink in the room and turns the contents of the cup into it. he watches all of the dark brown liquid go down the drain, then discards the cup in the sink.
it's a good thing he did the dishes last night. he doesn't have to worry about them now.
after doing a quick stretch, the man shifts his tired gaze to the clock hung on the wall.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
{ mumbles } Six-fourteen. That's pretty early. Still, I've got less than an hour until my next shift starts
his sore muscles and joints cry out in protest at that, but he ignores them. he has no time to slack off.
if he ever let himself be idle, even for a minute, he'd be giving those pesky unwanted thoughts the go-ahead to mess with his mind. that's the last thing he wants.
he doesn't want to remember.
he'd rather not remember. . .
with a few clicks of the mouse, he saves the documents he'd been working on for the past several hours and shuts the system off.
he reaches the bathroom in a jiffy. his apartment isn't anything grand. just one wide room which serves as both his living room and kitchen, a bathroom, and a toilet.
it's not that Ethan can't afford something bigger or better. the man simply decided not to.
according to him, the smaller the home, the cozier it is. plus, the easier it is for him to clean and maintain it since he's rarely home anyway.
his reflection in the mirror looks more sickly than usual this morning.
the bags resting beneath his eyes look much darker and gloomier under the bathroom's lighting. he would have given himself a scare if he wasn't already so used to the image.
he lets out another sigh. one of defeat.
peeling the clothes off his body, he spends the next minutes taking care of his pre-work hygiene.
now clad in his work ensemble which consists of a waiter's uniform, black clogs, and a shoulder bag,
Ethan is just about ready to grab his coat and leave the apartment when the surrounding silence is disturbed by the telephone's ring.
his light blue eyes shift to the device sitting on the table across the room. he can't help his puzzlement.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
I don't think I'm expecting a call from anyone today
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
💭 come to think of it, when last did I get a call from anyone . . .?
the rhetorical question lingers on his mind as he heads over to the phone. on reaching it, he picks up the handset and holds it to his ear.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
📞 Um, hello ?
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Hello, am I on to Mr Ethan Parker?
that's one gruff-sounding voice.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
( hesitant ) 📞 . . . Yes. Why'd you ask? Is there anything I can do for you?
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 About that offer. . .
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 I'm Detective Lee calling from Manhattan's Police Department, Xiong Precinct.
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 I understand that about four years ago, you came to our station looking to enquire about a particular incident
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 According to the records I have here, you were told there was no existing document of the said incident, correct?
Ethan is currently lost. mind blank. head empty.
to say this all seems dramatically sudden would be an understatement.
he's meant to be having a quiet, uneventful Tuesday morning right now, like all the other Tuesday mornings he's lived through before this one.
if someone had told him yesterday that he'd be receiving a call today, not to talk of one from an entire freaking officer, he would have laughed straight in their face.
however, this isn't a matter of 'if', it's a matter of what's happening to him at this very moment.
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Is anything the problem? I noticed you're taking quite a stretch to respond
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Is this a bad time?
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
( quickly ) 📞 A-ah no! Not at all. I'm sorry, I was just a bit lost in thought for a second there
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
📞 Your call came as huge shock to me, you see
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Rest assured. I perfectly understand
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 If it's fine with you, could we reschedule this conversation to a time that's fitting for us both?
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Is later today by 1pm alright with your schedule? Would you be free to make a quick stop by the station?
Ethan scratches his head.
here's a new appointment he totally didn't plan. but he has no other choice now, does he?
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
📞 I mean, I'm usually having my lunch around that time but I'm guessing whatever it is you have to say is more important so it can wait
𝐔nkow𝐧
📞 Great. I'll see you then, Mr Parker
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
📞 Yeah, see you
Ethan sets the telephone's handset back in its place and sighs for the umpteenth time this morning, leaning his forehead on the wall.
𝐄tha𝐧 𝐏arke𝐫
So much for not wanting to remember. . .
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