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World Order System : The Mafia

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World Order System : The Mafia

Episode 1

"Noah, let's just end this relationship!"

"What? ... Lucy, don't joke. Here, I brought a burger. Haven't you not had dinner yet?"

"Noah, I'm not joking. Let's just end this relationship."

In the nearly two years of their relationship, Lucy had never once asked to break up. So naturally, Noah thought she was joking.

"Lucy... This isn't funny. Here, take this. I have to get back."

"Noah, I—"

"Yo, Noah. Looks like you really are clueless. Didn't you hear what she said? She's saying your relationship is over."

Noah was shocked. A young man he knew had just appeared and interrupted their conversation.

"Greg, why are you here? ... " Something felt off to Noah then and there "I mean, how come you're coming out of Lucy's room?"

Greg didn't respond right away. He just smiled, shook his head, and approached, standing behind Lucy.

Noah's eyes widened on seeing what Greg was doing then.

"Noah, do you understand now?"

Greg hugged Lucy from behind and kissed her neck, what truly shocked Noah was Greg’s hand slipping under her shirt, firmly grasping one of her curves.

"Greg...! What are you doing, damn it!"

When Noah stepped forward to stop what Greg was doing to his girlfriend, Lucy spoke up again.

"Noah, I'm with Greg now. Whatever we do is none of your business. Leave.!"

Noah was stunned into silence. His brain simply couldn't process what had just happened. He remained still as Greg drew Lucy back into her room.

"Lucy... Leave this fool be. Let's continue what we started. Then, I'll take you out to a fancy restaurant."

"Thud!"

Noah remained where he was even as the door closed. And he stayed that way for at least five more minutes.

Several girls who lived in other rooms in the dorm witnessed the event. Noah didn't even care when they recorded him.

*****

"Young man, would you mind giving that to me?"

Noah was startled when suddenly someone spoke next to him. Turning, he found the voice came from an elderly man. A friendly smile graced his face.

"Yes, sir? ... What did you say?"

The smile vanished as the old man regarded Noah, puzzled. If he wasn't mistaken, the young man now sitting on a park bench must have just finished crying.

"What's wrong with you? You seem to have quite the troubled life."

Noah grimaced. His face was awkward now. "Yes, my life is quite a mess."

Noah couldn't remember the last time he cried. Since childhood, life had indeed never been easy for him. But this time, he seemed to have reached his limit.

However, being caught in the act of crying felt embarrassing. Noah looked down to hide his blush.

Seeing this, the old man seemed to understand. Without invitation, he sat down next to Noah.

"How big are the problems that make a strapping young man like you look so spiritless?"

Noah shook his head. "I'd never really thought of them as problems before. But today, I'm so embarrassed. I hate myself for being embarrassed."

"Haha... Let me guess. It's about a girl, isn't it?"

Noah nodded weakly, then shook his head. "Yes, that's it. Eh, no!" He pondered, weighing something. "Actually, I'm not crying over the girl. It's just that what she did to me was so embarrassing."

Noah turned, his brow furrowing in puzzlement. He wondered why the old man beside him felt so familiar.

"Sir, did you come here to laugh at me?"

The old man shook his head. "No. But..."

He trailed off, but his eyes were fixed on something Noah held in his hand—a paper bag.

Noah gave the old man another look. This time, he scrutinized him from head to toe. From his clothes, Noah concluded this man might be homeless.

"Old man, are you hungry? ... Here, I have two burgers. Take them."

Realizing what the old man had been looking at, Noah offered what he had in his hand.

Without further ado, the old man snatched it and promptly ate one of the burgers.

Noah looked down and wiped his face. He thought about the humiliating event he just experienced.

"Ugh...What's so embarrassing. Forget her and find someone new. You look handsome enough. It should be easy for you to win over many women in the future."

Noah smiled as he watched the old man eat voraciously. For some reason, it made him happy.

Suddenly, the burger the old man was eating didn't feel like a waste. At least, to Noah, it seemed someone still appreciated the meal.

"It's not that simple, sir! I think you wouldn't understand."

"Ho ho, young man. Underestimating me? In my youth, I was surrounded by women. You can ask me for advice; I could give you a few tips."

The old man's words didn't convince him, but Noah indulged him anyway. At least his presence was somewhat comforting.

"So, what advice would you give?"

"Hahahaha... Young man. You have to tell me your problem first. Otherwise, I won’t know what advice to give."

Noah nodded. "Fair enough. Alright, I'll tell you. But promise you won't laugh at me."

"I can't promise that. But whatever your problem is, I'll offer you a way out."

Noah shook his head in disbelief, wondering how a homeless man could provide a solution to his current predicament, considering his life seemed worse than what Noah was facing.

Nevertheless, Noah felt fortunate to have someone to share with. Besides, he didn't know this old man. So, he decided to share his story.

"Alright, sir. I’ll tell you. Actually, this is what happened..."

Noah began to recount the highly embarrassing event he just went through, as well as telling the old man about his life.

As Noah spoke, the old man listened intently, nodding occasionally and shaking his head often until Noah finished his story.

"So, sir. What do you think?"

"You aren't ashamed of your poverty, but you just can't stand being belittled by someone?"

"Yes. That's what I mean." Noah affirmed.

"Here, drink this!"

Noah's eyes widened as the old man handed him a can of beer. Of course, this puzzled him—how could someone who couldn't afford food offer him a can of beer?

"So, is this your advice?!"

"Yes, drink up. Then, you won't have these problems anymore."

A can of beer. What could be done with just a can of beer? But then again, beer felt right for the moment.

"Thank you." Noah accepted the beer, opened it, and drank it all at once.

"Do you know the seven deadly sins?"

Noah shook his head when the old man asked. "Yes. Of course."

"Pride, Greed, Envy, Wrath, Lust, Gluttony, and Sloth. Is that what you know?"

Noah nodded again.

"Young man, all these traits are born in humans, so how can they be sins? On the contrary, there is only one Real Deadly Sin in this world. And do you want to know what it is?"

Noah frowned, puzzled. "What do you mean there's only one Deadly Sin? And what is it?"

"Stupidity... Yes. Stupidity. Humans are not born to be stupid, and there are many types of stupidity in the world."

Noah found himself unable to disagree with the old man's words.

"Noah, the girl is not to blame. Women want to control men. It's a law of the world. But a true man will strive to conquer the world and its laws."

Noah was slightly taken aback. He remembered how Lucy had always been dominant, while he was busy trying to make her happy and survive with his financial condition.

"The world is very harsh. To live in peace, you must be harsher than the world itself. Remember my words."

"Old man, I don't—"

"Noah. I think this is the first and last time we'll meet. I hope after this, you'll enjoy your life as much as possible."

Noah was puzzled by the old man's words. But when he tried to respond, suddenly his head felt painfully heavy. His vision blurred.

"Sir—"

That was the last word Noah said before he lost consciousness and fell asleep on the park bench where he had been mourning his fate.

A while later, the beer he had consumed turned out to be no ordinary beer. The beer was now reacting in his stomach.

The liquid moved into his intestines and other body organs, eventually spreading throughout his bloodstream and reaching Noah's nerves.

[System Installation]

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[System Adjustment]

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