The drama that unfolded after the murder of Mexico's top businessman was nothing short of a dark comedy. What began as local whispers quickly escalated into international headlines. It wasn't every day that a prominent mogul, allegedly in Brazil on business, was found dead in a compromising position with a woman who was not his wife. The discovery sent shockwaves through both countries, with everyone clamoring to uncover the identity of this mysterious companion.
The sensationalism was amplified when details of the scene emerged. I had anonymously sent a video of the bodies being discovered to a major news outlet, knowing full well the chaos it would ignite. The footage spread like wildfire, and what really sealed the scandal was the sight of a strap-on still attached to the woman's body. That single detail took the story from a tragic murder to a grotesque farce, cementing its place in tabloids worldwide.
Of course, efforts were made to suppress the story. Wealth and influence can buy silence, but not when I'm involved. I had no intention of letting this sordid tale be swept under the rug. Instead, I escalated matters by leaking documents exposing the businessman's ties to the Mexican cartels. This was no longer just a personal vendetta—it became a public reckoning. Interpol took notice, as expected. To ensure they acted, I disguised myself as one of his victims, claiming to be unable to speak out directly because the cartels still held my family hostage. The message was convincing, compelling, and damning.
But I didn't stop there. To maximize public outrage, I shared the same evidence with multiple media outlets, stirring the pot until it boiled over. For a week, I systematically dismantled the businessman's legacy, ensuring his empire crumbled beyond repair. And just when the world thought it couldn't get any worse, I revealed the identity of the woman he was with. She wasn't an innocent bystander but an accomplice, deeply entangled in her own web of crime alongside her husband.
Most people underestimate me. They think of revenge as a fleeting act, a single moment of triumph. But I am a vindictive force—a villain, if you must. Mercy and forgiveness are not in my vocabulary. I ensure my enemies are utterly destroyed, leaving no room for recovery or retaliation.
You are dead.
After the murder investigation closed the hotel where the crime occurred, I took the opportunity to explore a gift I had recently received: a mysterious cabin. When I activated it, I was transported to a space connected to my Dimensional Storage. The cabin was serene and entirely mine, a sanctuary far removed from the prying eyes of the world. The idea of a safe, secluded space where I didn't have to worry about strangers was a relief.
After returning to town briefly to scout a deserted area where I could discreetly access the cabin, I entered it properly for the first time. It was fully furnished, tailored to my tastes and needs. As I explored, I discovered an underground library, filled with books on every subject imaginable. For someone like me, who had been denied a normal childhood and education, this was a treasure trove.
I spent hours in that library, devouring knowledge and honing skills. My survival up to this point had relied on luck, instinct, and the lessons of others. My computer skills, for example, were taught to me by Tamara, a spy working for a secret organization dedicated to liberating women. Tamara had infiltrated the cartel by allowing herself to be kidnapped, gathering intelligence along the way. Her calm determination was inspiring, a stark contrast to the helpless victims I usually encountered.
Tamara told me about Lucia, her partner and the organization's usual field agent. Like me, Lucia had survived a childhood in the cartels and now fought to dismantle them. Unfortunately, she had been assigned another mission when Tamara was sent to rescue us. Meeting someone who didn't see themselves as a victim was refreshing. I hated the mindset of "if only this hadn't happened to me." Life deals unfair hands, but that doesn't mean we can't play to win.
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The past six months have been transformative. I've dedicated myself to studying and exercising, strengthening both mind and body. Though I'm still in a child's frame, I know the men and women I face won't care. To them, I'm just another obstacle to eliminate.
The system has been quiet lately, allowing me to work at my own pace. Occasionally, I ask it questions, and it responds within its limits. It feels almost like a partner, albeit one I don't fully understand.
I am readying myself for the next chapter of my life. The world may not know it yet, but I am a force to be reckoned with.