Dark clouds covered the city, and not too long after that, Rain began to pour.

A child is playing amid Rain without caring what is happening in the world right now, and a mother who begins to worry that their kid will get sick calls them to get home.

The street was full of people who passed by, whether alone, in pairs, or groups.

A group of students were laughing together because they were soaking wet from the rain, a couple who were sharing an umbrella were walking hand in hand, and a lone man kept walking without caring about everything around him.

The car horn sounded, some wanting to quickly continue their journey back home and some just didn't have the patience to wait for a little bit longer.

with the rain getting heavier, everyone is searching for a place to shelter from the rain, no matter if it's human or animal.

Everyone, everyone except one young man, one young man who lying weak on the ground with a pound of blood on his back.

This young man was Mikail Fremawan, a student from xxx Middle School.

Today was his special day because today was the day he graduated from middle school, but a tragedy happened on his way back home with both of his parents.

A commotion has been gathered around that tragic scene, some of them calling the police, some calling an ambulance, and some just here to know what is going on.

The young man, who still has a bit of strength, turns his head to look at the bodies of his two parents, who have much worse conditions than him.

He lifts his hands to reach his parents, but those Inches seem so far away from him.

Without his hands not reaching his parents, the young man lost consciousness, and the last thing he remembered was the sound of police and ambulance sirens that kept getting closer and closer.

This is how his story starts, the story of the chosen one who received a System from 'HIM'.

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- Four years later. 2013.

'... It's raining again'

I said while sipping the black coffee that I brewed myself.

Sitting in the Balcony while drinking a black coffee coupled with a cigarette, is the perfect combination.

A perfect combination to make me forget a Pain for a while, a pain that has lasted for four long years.

A Pain of losing both of my parents at the same time because of a crazy bastard who, for no apparent reason attacked us indiscriminately using a weapon.

The funny thing is that the perpetrator of the attack was never caught.

My grandma, my grandma from my father's side, was the only family I have now.

She has asked the police who manage this case countless times, but they always give the same answers, and it was that they didn't have authority over that case.

"... What a Bullshit"

If they, the Police, didn't have an Authority, then who? Who has the authority for that?

"Are you saying something, Kail?"

"Hmm?"

When I turned to the sound source, there I saw my Grandma with a tray full of cookies in her hands, joining me sitting on the balcony.

"It's nothing, Grandma, it's Nothing"

"It's so... You have a habit of having bad thoughts when it rains, and I think it will be no different this time"

Said my Grandma, which made me unable to respond to what she was saying; it's like she could read my mind; no, it's not something complicated like that; it's likely because she understood me that much to the point that she could guess what was inside my mind, yeah, it's more like that.

"Fufufu~...looks like, I was Right again this time, am I?"

My Grandma Said with a Playful tone, which annoyed me a little.

"Yeah~yeah~ You're right; what this lowly grandson of yours can possibly hide anything from his Almighty Grandma?"

I said and sipped my coffee again; then I wanted to smoke my cigarette, but then I saw my grandma, who sat near me; I let out a sigh and, with a heavy heart, put out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray.

"... Kail, I didn't forbid you to smoke, but please don't do it often, okay?"

"Yeah~ I know, Grandma"

I replied to what my Grandma said, but if I didn't smoke, my mouth inside would feel bitter, so I took the cookies my grandma made and put them straight into my mouth, even if it just for a while, but it at least can make me bear the urge to smoking until my Grandma it's not around.

My Grandma also knew this, but she didn't say anything about Ciggarate anymore because she knew why her grandson did something like this.

"Ahh~ by the way have you found a job... Are there any interview calls from all the job applications you sent?"

Hearing that, I was lost in thought again; it's been one year since I graduated from High School, and I did not continue my studies at the university level due to financial problems.

My parents left without leaving anything behind except the house and the things they once used.

So, my grandma and I lived with my grandfather's pension money, who passed away even before I was born; from what I heard, my grandpa was a soldier who fought for the country's independence.

Although I never met him in person and only Saw how he looked in pictures, I still feel proud of having a Grandpa like that, proud and grateful because he can still support his family even though he is no longer in this world.

Enough about the story about my Grandparents, and let's go back to why I can't find a job this one year after I graduated from high school.

I didn't want to sound arrogant, but I was one of the top graduates in my school. But even that can't make me find even one simple job, why? Well, I don't know.

From grades to looks, I was above average, so why can't I find a job? It's it because of my character? But how do they know about my character when I have never met any of them? How's that possible? Well once again, I don't know.

But there's one possibility of why this happened, and that is what I lack besides grades and looks, what do you think it is?

And it was Connection, yap Connection, like aunt, uncle, cousin, father and mother friends, etc.

These days nepotism is increasingly rampant, you have to have connections if you want a decent job, and maybe that's why I can't find any job, but, this is only my guess, because if it's indeed true, then this world's beyond help anymore, the job Applications I sent was almost reaching one Hundred, so isn't strange that none of my Applications was accepted?

"... Hahh~"

...Forget it, maybe I was just too unlucky.

I then sip my coffee again and then looking at the rain, I try to make myself look like a wise man in front of my Grandma, and then said.

"... Before Thunder was going to ascend toward the earth, Lightning appears to warn the humans in the world... I still didn't see the lightning so how can I know that Thunder will ascend?"

Damn! What a line!! I should write it before I forget.

That's what I thought then quickly took out my phone and wanted to write that line in my notebook.

But before that, I look at my Grandma first, and there she is, looking at me with pity in her eyes.

"Wh-what with that looks Grandma?"

"Does being unemployed stress you that much?"

"Wh-what? Who is stressed?"

I said while standing and then showed my muscles to my grandma before I sat again.

Saw this, my Grandma seemed like she was holding her laughter, but she couldn't do it because what her grandson did was too funny.

"Haa~ that's muscle, stupid, not a mind"

"That's what you don't know, Grandma; research says stress also affects a person physically; look at my physical appearance; do I look like someone who is stressed?"

"I see, you're fine, right?"

"Yap~ one Hundred percent fine"

"I thought you're not fine... I Almost called one of your grandpa's friends who runs a cafe, maybe he has a job for you, but I see, you're still okay, so maybe I didn't have to call him"

"Yah~ I'm fi- wait! What you're just saying, Grandma? Can you say it one more time?"

"... I wanted to call your Grandpa's friends to give you-"

Before my Grandma could finish her sentence, I was already down on my knees in front of her, with my hands in my Grandma's lap, and looking up at her; it was like I was prying at her.

"... Please do Grandma, please do, please help this lowly Grandson of you"

I said to my Grandma, and she just rubbed my head and then looked at me with a smile that I am very familiar with; that was a smile she always put on when she wanted something from me.

"... Can I at least smoke three cigarettes a day?...N-no? Then what about two?"

I ask but my grandma still shakes her head.

"... Then one? That's my last bargaining"

I said, but my Grandma still shook her head, then he rubbed my head again and said.

"... I didn't ask you to stop Immediately, but Slowly, just slowly; how does it sound? Are we having a deal?"

Hearing that, I thought about it a little: if she asks me to stop smoking immediately, then it's quite hard, but if it's slowly, then maybe I can.

"...It's a deal"

"Alright~ wait here, I will call him Immediately, who knows, maybe you can start working tomorrow"

"Yes, Grandma, Thank you!"

I said as I Saw my Grandma leave the balcony.

This feeling, this is Nepotism? This feeling was not too bad.

[DING!]

"Ehh?"

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