In a hospital, lying on a sick bed, was a pale teenager, with grey hair and grey eyes, with just a look, anyone can notice His slightly demarcating body, after some time, His eyes slightly parted, confusion surely dented in His eyes, and then, He promptly closed them back, He's brows furrowed, giving testament to the pain He was feeling, about a minute after, He opened back His eyes, His grey eyes mirroring clarity and enlightenment, Before He promptly went back to sleep.

Yes, for those who know, these were the signs of a transmigrator, (Author's Note : We are going onwards with First Person POV).

My Name is Lucas, I am an orphan, I was not originally called Lucas, I was given a name by the orphanage I was in, but I long forgot it, because I never accepted nor used it, no matter what, I earned my name, Lucas was given to me by Me, It was my celebration gift to myself after earning my first million, Grey was added by others as I dealt with things in a mild villainly way, I saw the world in black and white, good and evil, while I used my ways to acquire what I want, I mixed in white and black, thinning the line between good and evil, making myself grey in the eyes of the world, and I had no opposition to it, because to me, the dao or tao was the incorporayang, yin and yang, so to me utilizing opportunities to your greatest advantage is like cultivation, no matter if its orthodox or unorthodox, as long as you yield results, and why is a business tycoon talking about dao, tao, cultivation, e.t.c, well it's because reading web novels has been my hubby since the my days in the orphanage, well anyways, I incorporated Grey into my name, But this is not about that, This is about my recent transmigration.

Yeah, You heard me right, transmigration, now, how did I die in the first place, well, there's this box worth literally quadrillions, no, zillions, I don't know why, but it's said to hold the very essence of mankind, then here came my luck, one of my underlings got his hands on it without knowing it's worth, I wouldn't blame Him though, as even with power, you couldn't get information about this thing, I got information about it with nothing but sheer luck, and I was a business tycoon governing the whole of america in the shadows, talk less my underling, so as I was, I covertly started transport over to me, without anyone knowing it's worth, just as manipulative as I am, I went to the desert to discreetly collect the goods, and, boom, just as I collected the goods, that's when it all went down, my comrades(as I do not have any friends)with who knows how they got the information about my motives, they betrayed me, well, I wouldn't blame them though, like what didn't I do to their souls, minds, and bodies for them to do my bidding, was it rape, assault, murder, arson, blackmail, sending porn videos of them online, bombing their homes and societies, coldbloodedly killing their relative in from of them, torture, destroying their prized possessions in front of them, e.t.c, I did it all, and besides although it seems like they're doing "justice", although with a mix of emotions, ultimately, they were after their own interests, if good was white, and evil was black, and He was gray, meaning He had a higher and dominant amount of black(evil) over white(good), then they were ash, they had a higher concentration of white(good) over black(evil), but ultimately, they were almost like Him, just like how gray and ash are almost same, and identical, they were also after their interests, and it all came down to one thing, this was business, boom, all the secret, hidden, mega, micro, multinational, local, and great country's and organizations they sold my info to started bombarding my battalions and fleets of technological vehicles, with all their gadgets, but mind you, if you have ever seen the technologies used in american presidents' cars, just the published ones, not even the confidential ones, then talkless me, the one behind the scenes who runs America in strict Monarchy/Dictatorship, how would my car be, although I was being discrete coming here, and didn't have enough of my technologies with me, I could still put up a fight, and mind you, all those alien movies, with high tech, we have far surpassed that on Earth, in fact, those movies were published by traitors who peeked into few of our high tech and wanted to sell or publicize it for all, why do you think they were suppressed, or the movies get published years later, anyway, although, He had high tech, He couldn't match all these fully prepared ambush and raid from all sides, His manipulated underlings started sacrificing their lives for Him to escape, to show You how high my manipulation skills were, but I had One last trump card, as the warfare was still ongoing,I talked through My Battalion Speakers

"Retreat and Disembark from Here, or else"

The organizations and countries all sneered and continued the warfare, taking my threat as a dying man last resort, all, except my comrades, who all knew I never gave baseless threats, they started sweating buckets, I now came out of my battalion or fleet of technological vehicles, with VRMO WQR 67-XRR143 suit, they all laughed thinking I was throwing in a white flag, and ceased fire, the suit I was wearing made use of telekinetic light electrostatic space shields, in simpler terms, it forms a bubble-like barrier around a person, making it impossible for one to harm or do anything to a person, except totally annihilating someone like dropping a bomb which will destroy that bubble like barrier and the person within, so anyone of My Enemies could kill me, with any random missile in their Armornition, that's why they're so relaxed, except my comrades, as they knew I was cooking something up, and well, I didn't disappoint them, as I brought out the Pandora's box with my bloody hands from the injuries I got before putting on the suit, and immediately swallowed it as it was the size of quarter of a babies pinky finger, and how do I know that, well I've killed or tortured lots of babies for their parents to give in to my will, anyways, as soon as I put the Pandora's box in my mouth and swallowed it, all my enemies and comrades faces turned ashen, I said

"If I can't have it, no one can, come remove from me if You dare, Hahahahaha"

I kept on laughing, my laugh resounded as everyone was quiet, They couldn't remove it from me because of the suit without destroying it in the process, and if they let me go, they know me, I will rise from the ashes, and that ash will be their corpse, get it, They're ash, all that good and evil renaming earlier, but I know what they're decision will be, as I'm a business man, they couldn't let all their efforts, resources, and especially, the Pandora's box which has the essence of mankind go to waste, even if it's a small percentage of victory or killing me to regain the Pandora's box later, it is better than Zero percent if they kill me now, I know it will be difficult for me to rise back, and destroy them after this, but I believe in myself and my capabilities, plus, I'm up for the challenge, My Comrades, or should I say ex comrades started sweating buckets, because if I escape now, forget the higher ups, there will be a 100% certainty, that they would all be destroyed and killed slowly and painfully. They immediately tried sending a missile to end Me once and for all, but both me and them know that was just a futile and depraving attempt as with our level of technologies, even with enough hacking, weapons could not be used without the authority and say so of the higher ups, and just like I expected, their missile launching failed.

Just as all this was going on, In His digestive system, the Pandora's box was fusing with Lucas' blood, Meanwhile outside, Just as My Enemies were about to make their decision which I was 99.9999% sure would be in my favor, as everything was within my calculations, an unimaginable, let me just call it void thunder, descended upon me, and incinerated me to, not ash, but nothingness, and for the first time, me and my enemies thought, if I had been able to finish thinking it before I was incinerated to nothingness, would have been the same, and it would have been,

'The F***'