Friday, December 7th, 2040

Demiliore Manor, Sameran City, Netheria.

In a room dimly lit in soft violet light, a young man lay on the bed, haunted by a nightmare. His body was shivering uncontrollably, and soon tears started pouring out of his closed eyes.

"No!" A dry scream escaped his lips as he shot up, sitting on the bed, panting heavily after successfully escaping from the nightmare.

"Master..."

He did not know when someone, clad in a black outfit, wearing a Jian Sword on her back, appeared in front of him. But the moment he heard her call, his mind went blank, and his trembling eyes looked at her face before a new wave of hot tears flooded out of them.

Yingying was taken aback when she saw her Young Master look at her with those tear-stricken red eyes. She had never seen him cry before, and she had raised him under her protection for over 12 years now. Keith was not a boy who cried. And she had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Master, what happened?" She let go of the protocol and took the liberty to approach him, placing her hand on his shoulder.

The moment she touched him, his body jerked, but soon he calmed down and managed to regain his bearings.

"I am fine Yingying." He lightly spoke. "What time is it?"

"4:33 am."

Keith nodded to her words and took a deep breath. "Go back to your position."

Yingying obediently nodded her head and took her leave. She had already scanned his body with her Aura, and made sure that everything was okay.

After the door of his room was closed again, Keith finally turned to look at the young girl of just over the age of 16, who was naked, and asleep on the other side of the bed.

The white quilt was only covering her lower body, and all of her back, which half of her bubbly ass were bare for him to feast his eyes on. Inadvertently, he glanced at the bedsheet where a red flower had bloomed after he robbed her of her innocence.

There were dried tear stains, and even in the deep sleep, there was a frown marring her beautiful face, which made Keith grit his teeth.

The rage was building up in his heart, and at the same time, there was pain. However, there was no guilt for what he had done to her. She was someone who he had wanted, and even if she had betrayed him in the dream that he had just had, he was not regretting what he did. Soon his focus turned to something else and a solemn look marred his ridiculously handsome face.

There were two sets of memories in his mind right now, belonging to two different lives, and one of them was spent in a Parallel World that was similar to his own world.

In that world, he was born to a rich family, loving parents, and lived his life without restrictions. He remembered clearly that he was in the hospital bed last night, reading an Urban-Chinese Fantasy Book belonging to his Favourite author. It was just another book among many that the author had written in the Universe he had created. It was just another cliche novel about a Protagonist that pretended to be a Pig to eat the Tiger and eliminated all the Villains that stood in his path, gaining the favor of various beautiful women, ending up with everything that one could ask for.

However, the moment he started reading it, he was possessed by something, and couldn't stop himself from reading it. The speed at which he read the story was terrifyingly fast, and somewhere in the middle of it, memories of his first life started pouring into his mind again. He learned that he was one of the Villains in that story, and his fate, together with everyone that had stood by his side, was tragic, to say the least.

He had not only lost the woman he was after, the woman he loved but lost everything else as well. And the Demiliore Family of the Sameran City, which had a history of over two hundred years, died with him.

In his hate-filled rage, he managed to finish reading the book, and when he read the happy ending of the Protagonist and his Harem, his mind went numb. Soon he succumbed to the fever that had aggravated due to his madness, making him another victim of the novel Corona Virus that was haunting the entire world.

And now, Keith was back his in original World, at the age of 18, in his first Semester at the Sameran University. There were more than three years left before he would encounter the man responsible for his downfall.

Just the thought of him boiled his blood, and he clenched his fists so hard that his bones ached, and his nails pierced his soft palms.

"I will end you, and take everything away from you that you were proud of. There's no way that I will allow you to win this time." He vowed to himself in his heart.

[Ding! The Fate Plundering System has successfully merged with the Host. A starting Package has been sent to the System Inventory. Please open it.] A voice sounded out in his mind, and Keith's eyes widened in shock.

Fear engulfed his mind, and he frantically looked all around the room, ignoring the blue panel that was lit up in his mind.

"Is this a dream..." He worriedly asked himself, and unwillingness gripped his heart.

[Host may think of it the way he wants. But it is Host's reality, and everything is as real as it has ever been.]

The voice in his mind sounded again, and Keith calmed down a lot after he heard those words. However, there was a frown marring his face now.

"If this is my reality, why is there a System now? Where were you in my first life?" He gritted his teeth and angrily asked.

[Why is Host so sure that he has lived another life?] The voice of the system mysteriously asked. [Those memories in your mind could just be from a dream.]

Keith was taken aback by those words, and when he contemplated on it, he soon lost himself to his thoughts.

"But I know what will happen tomorrow. I remember it all so vividly." He confusedly spoke after a while.

[Yes, the Host knows what should be happening tomorrow. But with the presence of the Fate Plundering System, your future has already started changing.] The voice mysteriously spoke. [You were never meant to wake up at 4:30 am in this morning.]

He understood what the voice was trying to convey to him. He does know what is going to happen in the future, but with him now possessing the knowledge, the future related to him is bound to change.

Keith took a deep breath and looked at the Blue Panel in his mind.

[Fate Plundering System: Level 1]

Host: Keith Argus Demiliore

Age: 18

Status: Heir of the Demiliore Family. Young Master Demiliore.

Cultivation Rank: Ordinary Mortal

Strength: 4 (10 is the Limit for Ordinary Humans)

Speed & Reflexes: 6

Constitution: 5

Charm: 99 (Can not rise. 100 is the limit for every living being)

Fate: 666 (No Limit)

(Note: The Host can increase his Fate by Plundering it from the Children of Destiny. More Fate increases your Luck.)

Personal Net-Worth: 1.7 Billion Nr

Family Net-Worth: 66.4 Billion Nr

System Wallet: 0

Skill-Set: Chess (Advanced), Driving (Master), Swimming (Advanced), Cooking (Intermediate), Stock Trading (Intermediate), Diplomacy (Advanced), Business Art (Expert), Painting (Intermediate), Calligraphy (Intermediate), Drawing (Advanced), Piano (Advanced), Violin (Advanced), Singing (Intermediate), Football (Intermediate), Programming (Intermediate), Equestrian (Intermediate).

Note: Only the Skills that have Intermediate and above Level are listed in the Skill-Set.

"How does the System Work?" He asked after he went through all the information. He not only has the skills from this life but also from the one he had spent in the Parallel World called Earth. Even if that life was just a dream, somehow, he had acquired those skills. And he was happy about it.

[The System is there to serve and assist the Host against the Children of Destiny. Missions will be eventually issued, and there will be corresponding rewards for completing those missions. From the experience you gain by completing the Missions, the System can be Upgraded, and each upgrade will unlock a new feature. There might be penalties that would be implemented if you fail a Mission, and the common penalty will be the loss of Experience Points that you have accumulated.]

Keith was displeased that there were going to be penalties in case he fails a mission. He was not a person who liked his life being controlled by others, and he felt that the System will be controlling his life by issuing Missions that he does not wish to complete.

[The Host can rest assured that every Mission issued will only be to serve and assist the Host. The system can not control your choices.]

He was still a little dissatisfied, but he felt better after hearing the words.

[Host is requested to open the Starting Package. The system will soon fall into Hibernation Mode for 3 years.]

"What?!" He was baffled at hearing those words and ended up voicing out his surprise. Thankfully, the girl by his side was fast asleep.

[The Host gained the knowledge of the Future, which is far beyond the jurisdiction of the current level of the System. Additionally, the Starting Package also contains things that are also far beyond the Jurisdiction of the System. Therefore, the System will fall into a Hibernation Mode as a consequence.]

"Oh..."

He nodded his head and then focused on the System Inventory in his mind. Soon, he found a Golden Chest there and then commanded it to open.

[Ding! You have acquired two Skill Upgrade Cards (Silver).]

[Ding! You have acquired 500 Million Nr.]

[Ding! You have acquired the Aura-Soul Potion.]

[Ding! You have acquired the Skill: Medicine (Advanced).]

[Ding! You have acquired a Cultivation Manual: The Devil Sutra (Divine)]

Waves of information crashed onto his mind and soon started assimilating in it. He was beyond shocked by all the Information the Medicine Skill gave him, and his mind went blank with the power of The Devil Sutra Cultivation Art. He was shaking in fear as he realized that the world was far beyond his reach right now. There were things that were better kept a secret from the people or else they would just die from the shock of all of it.

[Would the Host like to upgrade any of the Existing Skills by using the Skill Upgrade Cards? A Silver Skill Upgrade Card will allow you to upgrade any existing Skill by two stages. However, it can not upgrade any skill beyond the Expert Level.]

"What are the Levels for the Skills?"

[Skill Levels are Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced, Expert, Master, Grandmaster, King, and God.]

Keith thought for a while and decided to use the cards right away to accommodate his future plans.

"Upgrade the Stock Trading Skill and the Medicine Skill to the Expert Level."

[The System is complying with the Host's instructions...

Ding! The Skill, Stock Trading, has been upgraded to the Expert Level.

Ding! The Skill, Medicine, has been upgraded to Expert Level.]

Another wave of information hit him, and soon he realized that he was a lot more clear about everything he knew about Stocks and Medicine.

[Host is suggested to take out the Aura-Soul Potion from the Inventory and consume it right away. The System will fall into Hibernation Mode in a minute, and the System Inventory won't be accessible. Also, would the Host like to keep the 500 Million Nr in the System Wallet, or would you like to transfer it to your Bank Account? Rest assured that the source of the money will be adjusted and there will be no legal repercussions against the Host.]

"Transfer the money." He commanded and focused on the small vial that contained a sparking purple Potion inside it. And as soon as he willed it to appear in his hand, it disappeared from the System.

[500 Million Nr have successfully been transferred to your Bank Account]

Keith glanced at his Smartphone that was resting on the side table, and saw a message pop up in his Inbox. However, he did not bother checking it as he had no doubts about the System. His focus returned to the vial he was holding in his hand, and after taking a deep breath, he opened the lid and gulped it all down in one go.

[The System is falling into Hibernation Mode now. Take Care, Host!]

When Nana woke up late in the morning, a sweet ache crept into her bones, and as she tried to sit up, a jolt of pain from her lower body shook her nerves. It was then that she recollected the memories of the last night, and seeing the unfamiliar and lavish room, her heart started aching.

Tears pooled up in her eyes when she saw the mark of her innocence blooming on the bed-sheet, and her frail body started shaking in guilt, anger, helplessness, and pain.

It took her all her effort to get up from the bed and enter the washroom, staggering and stumbling as she could not walk properly. And after she took a warm bath, rinsing the dried blood and fluids from her body, she stayed looking at herself in the mirror in shame.

She had seen the true face of the Prince of Sameran yesterday. All the fantasies she once held in her heart, and the admiration she once held in her eyes for him, was gone now, replaced by loathing and pain because of conflicting feelings towards him.

Nana just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible. She wanted to run away from the Devil that had taken advantage of her misery. But she could not do so. There was not a check but a note placed on the side table by the bed, asking her to freshen up and wait in the room. And wait she did.

Her heart thumped hard when the door of the room opened, and for a moment, she failed to comprehend what was happening when she saw the devilishly handsome boy sweetly smile at her and enter with a trolley of breakfast.

He was tall, just over six feet, had a lithe figure, and she had seen last night that he was quite fit. His deep brown eyes complemented his black hair, and his flawless fair skin even made her envy him a little at times. God had taken extra care to sculpt his handsome face, and it was just perfection.

"Good morning!" He cheerfully called out, and that was all it took to wash away all the complaints and hatred she held in her heart for him as a result of last night.

Her adolescent heart started beating again in an expectation, and her naive mind pushed away all her fears in a corner.

"Had a good rest?" He inquired as he took his seat on the couch, by her side, and started placing the breakfast on the table for her.

"Mhmm.." She lowered her head and timidly nodded, with a rosy blush burning on her cheeks.

Keith smirked in his heart when he saw her behave like a naive girl. He had to admit that she was a flawless beauty, possessing the charm of over 90 points, and even if her charm mostly came from her personality rather than her physical features, it was not to say that she did not possess a breathtaking face that haunted the minds of all the boys in her High-school and the University. Her pin-straight long black hair was beautiful too, and her fair skin, which was white as snow, made even some boys envy her. She was average in height, still developing, but she already possessed the right curves on her slim body. And her hazel eyes were beautiful enough to get drunk on.

"Have the soup first..." He said and then proceeded to fill the spoon with it and draw it near her lips.

"Ah!" She was taken aback by his action, and her heart palpitated in sweetness when she looked at his gentle smile.

"Drink." He said again, and she obediently opened her cherry mouth, allowing him to feed her.

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The warmth of the soup calmed down her nerves a lot as it flowed down her throat into her stomach, and she was surprised at how delicious it was.

"It's delicious!" She honestly called out, trying her best to control the intensity of her blush.

"Well, I made it myself." He proudly smiled at her.

"Really?!" She failed to contain her surprise. "No... I don't mean to doubt.."

"It's okay." He shook his head. "I don't expect people to believe that Keith Demiliore is good at cooking." He chuckled and offered her the bowl.

Nana embarrassedly lowered her head and took the bowl from his hands, proceeding to drink the soup in peace.

"Don't be reserved and eat whatever you want." He said when he found her nervously looking at all the food on the table. It was not an exaggeration to say that she had never before seen such a sumptuous breakfast in her life.

She was nervous and had her reservations, but she did not dare to refuse and ate to the fill of her belly. Her appetite surprised her but recalling how intense the last night was, a beautiful blush bloomed on her cheeks and she nibbled her lower lip, not allowing her giggles to escape her belly.

She had forgotten all the bruises on her body that were the evidence of how rough he had been with her, and she had even forgotten the pain that was lingering in her swollen lower body. He had not shown a speck of care for her last night, and the silly girl did not even question his current behavior.

Keith, of course, was aware of her thoughts. He knew from his memories that this silly girl was madly in love with him even to the end. And even if she betrayed him, it was because she wanted to protect her child, which was his illegitimate legacy that she had tried to hide from him.

He realized that she would have never taken those steps had he shown her affection and made her feel secure. And he was not going to commit the same mistakes again. Yes, he knew that he would never really love her, but he liked her, and that was enough for him to keep her in his possession for all her life.

Nana was quite troubled with the silence that followed after she finished her breakfast. She glanced several times at her side and found Keith busy with his cellphone. And she dared not disturb him.

As time passed, slowly, insecurities came flooding in her mind. She had given him her pure body, and she was scared that he would not take any responsibility for it. She knew that she had had not really given herself to him on her will, but had actually sold herself to him for money. It made her feel cheap, and as the negative thoughts kept running in her mind, her eyes soon turned misty.

"I have transferred a Million Neris in your bank account." Keith knew what was bothering her, and his words ruthlessly slammed on her heart.

"W-what?" The pang of pain suffocated her, but the sum he had just mentioned surprised her. "Wasn't it a hundred thousand..."

"I changed my mind." He smiled at her. "It won't be a one-time thing."

His words brushed away some fears from her naive mind, but she still had her conscience and couldn't help but argue for her pride.

"I won't sell myself again..."

"I can't have you as my official girlfriend, but I want you in my life." He looked at her in the eyes and cut her off, shattering all her fantasies and at the same time, making her heart beat in expectation. "A Million Neris is your monthly allowance as my little mistress, as well as your salary for your job as my personal assistant and secretary." He picked up a file from the bottom of the trolley and handed it to her. "Here's your job contract. I expect you to sign it now."

"J-job contract?" Her hands trembled as she read the contact. "But I am still in High-school.."

"You are an adult now. Every 16-year-old can start working in our society, and you can study too at the same time. The hours of the first year are flexible, so you can think of it as a part-time job. Once your first Semester of the University is over, you will no longer attend the classes and apply for Autonomous Study, working full-time for me." He revealed to her things that he had planned for her. "Don't worry about the procedure, it will be taken care of. Here..." He handed her a contact card. "This is Aunt May's contact, she will be serving me as a Personal Secretary as well and will be your mentor. She will call you in the evening and pick you up for your lessons."

"This..."

Nana nervously lowered her head. It was not really the job or the money that bothered her. Her naive heart was worried about something entirely different.

"I like you, Nana." He sank back on the couch and resolutely spoke.

Her frail body trembled when she heard his confession, and she bit her lower lip to contain the silly smile that threatened to break out on her face.

"Even if I would never officially marry you, and even if I can not recognize you as my official girlfriend. I don't plan to throw you out of my life. You will be my secret little lover and girlfriend, and I will be responsible for you."

His words were arrogant, presumptuous, but she still felt cherished after hearing them. She remembered the first time she had confessed to him, and he had simply smiled at her and not replied. But today, he had admitted that he liked her too.

Nana was not a dumb girl. She knew that she belonged to the bottom of the hierarchical pyramid of their society, whereas he was at the top. A poor girl like her could never be accepted as the lady of the noble Family of Demiliore, and at best she could only be his Mistress. And that was the position he had offered her.

She did not debate for long and picked up the pen, signing the contract of the job as his personal assistant.

And with the money in her account now, she could finally get the treatment for her mother and pay off their debts.

The thought of her mother made her anxious, and she immediately stood up to go to the hospital and see her.

"I have to go see my mother..."

"Your mother is not at the Hospital." Keith lightly smiled at her, making her feel more anxious.

"Where is she?" She nervously asked.

"Hold my arm and lean on me," Keith spoke to her when he pulled her out of the car.

Nana nervously lowered her head because they were surrounded by so many people right now.

The Luxurious Royal-Silver Pagani Moonshade, which was a limited edition with only 7 cars in the entire world, was the center of attention.

There were already people who had recognized the car and its origins, and the Guards of the Imperial Shopping Center were rushing towards the car to receive him.

"Young Master Demiliore!" The security head himself greeted him with a bright smile. "Welcome to the Imperial Shopping Center. Please allow us to escort you inside." He politely spoke.

Keith nodded to him, handing the keys of the car to one of the guards, and gently smiled at the girl that was hugging his arm.

"Let's go." He spoke to her.

There were people taking pictures of them and whispering, but Keith simply ignored them. He had grown used to being the focus of the Public, but he was not really fond of it.

"Wow! He is Young Master of the Demiliore Family!"

"My God! He is so handsome!"

"And ridiculously rich!"

Some girls gushed over him with stars in their eyes. And even some middle-aged women couldn't help but feel aroused at the sight of him.

"Who's the girl on his arm?"

"She is behaving very intimately with him."

"Must be some rich lady. She's beautiful."

"Shouldn't be so. Which Young Lady would wear a school uniform on Friday?"

"Is Young Master Demiliore picking up a School Flower?"

"Or is he into cosplaying?"

"They look so perfect together!"

As soon as such whispers reached Nana's ears she lowered her head in embarrassment but did not dare to let go of Keith's arm. She was quite thankful that he had allowed her to hold him, otherwise, her funny walk would have ignited the crowd's imagination to a whole new level.

Even if he had said that he would not recognize her as his official girlfriend, he had not shied away from being with her in front of people. But that was understandable.

All Young Masters were known to be accompanied by beautiful ladies, and other than sating their curiosity, nobody really cared about the relationship with those girls. Keith was a known Playboy, but no one dared to call him out on it to his face or behind his back. Hundreds of Thousands of girls would willingly wait upon him, if given the opportunity, just to have him accompany them for an hour. Such was the deadly charm of the famous Prince of Sameran. If he did not have the right to become a Playboy, who did?

Imperial Shopping Center was a High-End Shopping Center in the Sameran City. It was the place where only the rich could shop, as all the brands present here were the world's most luxurious brands. And as soon as they entered the premises, the Guards left them on their own, and only a Steward followed them to assist in their Shopping and carry their stuff.

"Isn't everything here too expensive?" Nana nervously whispered the question, making sure that the steward following them did not hear her.

"It is. But does it matter?" He chuckled at her words.

"I don't want you to spend money on me any more than you have already done. I will buy stuff with the money you have given me as an allowance." She knew that there was no way out of this now, so she could only compromise with the situation.

"Your choice." Keith nodded to her words, much to her delight, and she finally felt at ease.

However, as soon as he dragged her into the Valentino Store, Nana was dumbstruck, not at the beauty of the dresses, but at the prices. Everything was far too expensive than what she had in mind. Even the cheapest dress in the store cost 3000 Nr.

It had to be noted that the Neris was one of the strongest currencies in the world. And the Median Average income of a household in the country of Netheria was less than 40,000 Neris. Therefore, 3000 Nr for just a dress seemed outrageous to her.

The assistants in the store were quite curious about the beautiful girl that accompanied the Young Master Demiliore. They had been working in the store for years, but they had never before seen him bring a lady with him other than his mother and bodyguard in their store. And the way he was selecting dresses for the young girl made it obvious that they had quite an intimate relationship.

"We have already bought enough dresses." Nana worriedly spoke when Keith dragged her to the ZARA clothing store.

"Those were all formal dresses, let's buy some casual ones here." He evilly chuckled.

The little girl no longer felt sweet in her heart. Keith had selected 10 of the finest Valentino dresses for her, and each dress cost over 6000 Nr. Like she had said, she paid for it with the money given to her as her monthly allowance, and in just twenty minutes, she had spent more money on dresses than she had ever spent in her 16 years of life.

The Prince of Sameran did not stop even after making her spend nearly 40,000 Nr in the ZARA store. He took her to Louis Vuitton to buy her accessories and shoes, and then took her to Chanel to get her some fragrances.

"Keith, please..." She pleaded with him when she saw that they were headed towards the Cartier outlet.

She knew that it was one of the most luxurious watch brands for women, and she knew that the watch Keith would pick inside that store would not cost less than 100000 Nr. She had already spent a quarter of the Million Neris she had received in the morning, and her heart was unwilling to waste more money.

Keith smiled when he saw her behave that way. He knew she was not a girl that chased after the money. She was very simplistic in nature, but he had to torture her this way as it was necessary for her to adopt this lifestyle. As his future Personal Assistant, she would have to adopt a lavish persona so that she could accompany him in gatherings and other events. She had to overwhelm people when dealing with them, and a superior lavish style was a key component in dealing with rich people.

"Don't worry, the watch will be my gift to you." He teased her.

"Please, Keith." She pleaded again to get out of this money-draining Shopping Center.

"You need a watch, Nana. Don't argue." He sternly looked at her, and she trembled under his gaze, fearing that she had upset him.

"Okay." She lowered her head and nodded lightly, obediently allowing herself to be dragged inside the store.

The staff was very polite to Keith, and they were quite enthusiastic when he asked to be shown the most beautiful watches for his little girlfriend.

All the unease in her heart washed away when she heard him call her his girlfriend, and a crimson blush adorned her face. Her silly smile made the women in the store envy her, making their hearts sour, but there was nothing they could do or say about her. They knew that they could not compare to her in beauty, and they knew that they had no chance to hold Keith's arm the way she did.

"And this is Baignoire Allongee Lunala, White-Gold, Diamond Crested with a ring of natural blue diamonds." The manager himself introduced the watch after he had keenly observed the intimate relationship between the two of them. Had he not found Keith too interested in his companion, he wouldn't have brought out this masterpiece.

The moment Nana saw it, her eyes sparkled in appreciation. The watch was utterly beautiful, all thanks to those gorgeous blue diamonds. She was a girl after all, and all beautiful things attracted her.

"This is a limited edition, and one of the 25 Watches that are in existence. You are in luck as this Watch was going to be transported to another city tomorrow." The manager happily informed them. "Since there are only 25 of these in existence, and this is the number 9, the price is set at 2.3 Million Neris."

The moment Nana heard the price of the watch, cold shivers ran up her spine. Her mind started sounding the alarms, and just as she feared, Keith's indifferent words sounded out in her ears.

"Pack it up. I will take it, and that Ballon Bleu, White-Gold 42mm." He pointed at another watch of a different style, which was also made out of white gold and was diamond crested, with a price of nearly 300,000 Neris.

"Excellent choice, Young Master Demiliore!" The manager couldn't suppress his smile when he thought about the commission he would be earning on the business he had just done.

"And I want a name printed on their backs, Cassandra Frostline Font. The name is Nana."

"Of course, Young Master Demiliore." The manager took the two watches inside the workshop that was in the backroom, and returned after fifteen minutes with both the watches after Nana's name has been laser engraved on the back of them.

Keith took the Ballon Bleu and placed the watch on Nana's left wrist.

"It suits you." He nodded in satisfaction but did not really ask if she liked it or not.

"The total Bill is..." The Manager packed the Baignoire Allongee and handed over the package to Keith.

"Swipe it." Keith did not even glance at the bill and handed the manager his Back Card, cutting him off, and making everyone who had been watching them sigh at the unfairness of life.