Chapter 2 – A Trader's Dream
James sat frozen on his bed, staring at the clock.
6:30 AM.
His mind raced. Everything was identical. The sunlight hitting the floor at the same angle. The faint sound of honking outside. Even the Bloomberg notification popping up on his phone.
Yesterday—or what should have been yesterday—was happening again.
Slowly, he swung his legs off the bed and walked to his laptop. He opened his brokerage account, hands slightly trembling.
The markets hadn't opened yet, but his balance was exactly where it had been the previous morning. His trades from yesterday never happened. It was as if the entire day had been erased.
A cold chill ran down his spine. Was he losing his mind?
But then, a thought crept in.
If today reset… that means… I can trade with perfect knowledge.
The realization sent an adrenaline rush through him. He wasn't just a trader anymore—he was a time traveler with insider knowledge of the market.
James didn't waste another second. He knew exactly what would happen today. Oil futures were going to spike. Tech stocks were going to drop. He had 24 hours to play the market perfectly before everything reset again.
Sitting down at his desk, he took a deep breath.
Time to make some money.
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As soon as the markets opened, James executed his plan with surgical precision.
First, he went all in on crude oil futures. Yesterday, a surprise news report had caused a 10% surge. This time, he was ahead of it. He maxed out his leverage—100x—turning his modest balance into a powerhouse.
Then, he shorted Tesla and other tech stocks. By midday, the prices had already started dipping. He closed his positions right before the rebound, walking away with millions in profit.
By the time the closing bell rang, he stared at his screen in disbelief.
$47.3 million.
One day. One loop. And he had just made a fortune.
His fingers trembled as he hovered over the withdrawal button. But then—
A horrible realization hit him.
The day would reset.
No matter how much he made, it would all vanish when the loop started over.
His heart pounded. He needed a way to preserve his wealth.
As he sat there, thinking, an idea sparked in his mind.
Maybe the markets weren't the only way to win this game. Maybe there was a loophole.
And tomorrow, he was going to find it.