The next morning, as the sun began to rise, Sebastian's phone rang, jolting him awake from a restless sleep. He glanced at the caller ID and after a brief introduction he realize it was Mr. Clasico. He answered with a sense of anticipation, and they agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant.
Arriving at the designated location, Sebastian couldn't help but notice the nervous energy radiating from Mr. Clasico. He appeared fidgety, adjusting his tie repeatedly and wiping sweat from his forehead. In contrast, Sebastian exuded confidence and sophistication, dressed in an exquisite tailored suit that accentuated his commanding presence.
Sebastian elegantly took his seat in the chair opposite Mr. Clasico, his posture exuding grace and charm. The air seemed charged with anticipation as they exchanged pleasantries, but it was Sebastian who broke the silence.
"Mr. Clasico, I have a proposition for you," Sebastian began. "I plan to start a gaming company, and I believe your expertise could be invaluable. In fact, I know your ideas have the potential to revolutionize the industry."
Mr. Clasico's eyes widened in surprise. He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I have been mulling over an idea for a virtual reality game for quite some time now. It's something I've always dreamt of creating."
A knowing smile played on Sebastian's lips. "I believe in you and your vision, and I hope we can work together for this dream."
Mr. Clasico's jaw dropped in astonishment. He had never expected someone to believe in his unrealized vision.
Determined to support Mr. Clasico's dream, Sebastian leaned forward. "Let's establish a company together. I propose we call the game Mwedhi, as a tribute to its previous existence. With the help of lawyers, we can draft an agreement that ensures your creative control and autonomy over the project. However you should know that even though it is a partnership, I will be the major shareholder of the company holding 95%of the shares and I will give you 5% "
Excitement sparkled in Mr. Clasico's eyes as he absorbed Sebastian's words. It was an opportunity of a lifetime, a chance to bring his vision to life with someone who believed in him. Therefore, he couldn't help but just shake his head out of sheer excitement.
Sebastian reached into his briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers, representing the legal agreement. He handed over a check for $30 million, a symbol of his commitment and faith in their partnership.
"Go and register the company, Mr. Clasico," Sebastian instructed. "I want to see the progress within three months. Together, we can make Mwedhi a reality, and our company a force to be reckoned with."
Mr. Clasico, overwhelmed with gratitude and disbelief, nodded fervently. This unexpected turn of events had not only lifted him out of his despair but also given him a newfound purpose.
As they left the restaurant, the weight of anticipation hung in the air. The journey had just begun, and the world awaited the birth of Mwedhi, a game that would reshape the gaming industry and cement their names in its illustrious history.