Dominic POV

It was the dead of the night. For some reason, I decided to take a walk outside. Leaving from my window, I noticed two figures standing outside of the doorway of our level.

Two figures I know of.

A certain information broker. And a certain madman who goes by the name of Natas. Or what he was most commonly known as: The devil himself.

To my suprise they suddenly began to fight. For perhaps no rhyme or reason I was sure of, thoese two began to attack each other.

The devil appeared to be in the lead. Yet, out of the blue, a magic formation, millions of chains in a vibrant mess of colors, appeared and clamped down against the devil. Brininging him burried within the ground.

I later went of to check the floor under, yet no legs or anything was sticking out.

Magic I guess.

The morning came as quickly, as I finished exploring the night scenery of the city. From women getting attacked in groups, to man getting attacked in groups. Thoese were the common scenery one can see in the red light district at night.

And then again, I saw a white hair youth killing monsters and humans with his disgusting amount of purple aura thing. Probably his pisonic ability.

And then again, there was a robot spying on him as he did so, but it didn't really intrest me too much.

Using a small bit of the golden meat, I prepared 5 sets of breakfast. Basically it was just fried rice alongside the meat being sliced and mixed within. Fried rice for breakfast. How fat.

Then again, I went on to awaken the little shits in my house.

Risha was already awoke the momment I entered, and she seemed to be at a lost at what to do. So I had her wash the untensils. She should go to school. Then again she probably wasn't educated so she would struggle. When I asked her about enrollment into elementary school, she slightly pouted and said she could do basic math and write as well. What kind of people teaches slaves this stuff?

Usagi was busy clinging onto Mitsuha's body. With the two peaks rubbing against each other gracefully in the morning. How do I say, it was a great sight. But it also made it easier for me to kick both of them at once. So I guess that helps?

Benedict had a cold bucket of water over his head as well.

In to which, he simply sighed and woke up. Drying off his bed with some heat as well. His pisonic abilities sure were useful.

At the breakfast table, I noticed some of them sigh as they identified the food. Perhaps it was too cheap for their liking? Did I spoil them too much since they were young? No way! right?

After waving goodbye to the people going to school, I was alone at home with Risha. And an old man ghost who constantly sits at a sofa.

Then, the door was slammed open. Titania and Michelle made their appearence.

They had a rather cocky look on their face for some reason.

"Oh hey Dominic you still living in this junk?" Titania asked.

"Ew its so small" Michelle said. You do know you live in the same type of apartment as us being our neighbour right?

Then, they noticed Risha.

And suddenly Michelle broke her arrogant facade.

"Who is this new girl?" Michelle asked.

"y..yo...your ... lover?" she started to stutter.

"He is my master" Risha replied.

"THAT kind of relationship?" Michelle started to exclaim.

"?"

"Oh right, she was an ex-slave" i clarified.

"Master...slave... you had that kind of fetish?!" Michelle was in some sort of strange paranoia. Instead, the situation appeared to be getting more misunderstood.

And then, Titania came to the rescue. Or more accurately, her stomach. Making some strange growling sounds.

I looked over at the leftover fried rice.

"You want some?" I asked. And then, I reheated it up.

"Ah this taste, I haven't had this in so many years..."

"Same"

Titania and Michelle commented.

"Wait a minute. Isn't this heavenly ox meat?"MIchelle asked.

"yeah" I replied.

Come to think of it, I guess Risha doesn't have her own clothes. Then again, I don't really like shopping for clothes. Ah. This was a great oppurtunity.

I transfered 10 million to Risha. And threw her the house keys.

"Oh right, Risha currently doesn't have any clothes, I already gave her enough money to cover everything, so can you guys take her out?" I asked.

"What about you?" Michelle asked.

"Why don't you come along?" she questioned.

"Why don't you look at the time! Wow! I have to go now! " I quickly made my escape through the front door.

And off I went.

Now then, what should I do?

3rdPOV

A certain white haired youth moved in slow lesiurely paces, inside a secret labatory. It was hidden and dsiguised as a makeup brand on the surface, and yet its inner workings revolves around creating the strongest esper in the history of the world.

Code named Manupilator, this specific individual was placed at the top of the academic city in terms of combat ability. Yet, he still had ways to go before being able to match up with the big shots in the world.

He had the ability to manupilate and control basically all vectors. It was his pisonic ability. His unique skill simply helps to heighten this power. To an extent almost no other can reach.

And now, he found his control over it to be slightly lacking. To him, this was a severe issue.

Remember the incident where the great blackout had happened? He was walking alone on the streets as usual, when a group of rougue magicians started to attack him out of the blue.

So, he had his fun of manupilating the forces to will the air, and spun the magicians round and round in the air. It was a pretty interesting sight, so he had his fun with it for quite a bit of time. If they died, it was their fault. That was how the things worked as the most valuble person in the city.

And yet, out of the blue, a person came up and punched him.

He still remembered the pain he felt, as his bones were crushed. He had passively strengthen a vector barrier around him. It was set to deflect back all forces incomming. So for example, a person who strikes with a knife will have the knife bounced back exactly the way it came.

So he found his control a little bit lacking.

He had the company drive a truck at full speed towards him, and he was able to successfully crush the truck with its own force.

He had a mech 5 plane crash against him in a private testing ground, and the plane was blown up by its own sheer force.

Yet, he felt that it wasn't enough.

He had to find a way to get stronger. Thus, they were exploring into the realm of scalar quantities. They had drugs, various stuff injected into his body. Just for him to learn and try to manupilate things such as time. mass. All this things that he could, just to get stronger.

The system rewards the user based on the amount of times they practised a skill.

And with his vector shield already reaching the phantasmal realm, he deemed it to be good enough. And thus there he stood, in a white room. Attempting to stop time even for a mere split second.

It had been 3 months. No success as of yet.

The scientists worked day and night to formulate different formulars each time. He had to gain an understanding over that specific thing in order to carry it out.

And then, he felt time stop.

He didn't do it. He was sure of it. However he was able to move in stopped time. For 5 seconds, he suddenly appeared to have teleported from one side of the room to the other.

"This is the correct one" he told the scientists.

He was getting closer to his goal of being the strongest.

The scene changes, as a group of people in black hoods, fell dead one by one and were quickly replaced, as they channeled evil energy using their lives, into a strange magic circle carved onto the ground.

The circle was only a quater completed. It had already been a year.

The one who calls herself the prophet suddenly erupted in a golden aura.

"Satan has failed" was what she said.

"The future still remains"

The group had an anxious and tense atmosphere.

"Call the assasins, place a bounty on her head in the underworld" the prophet told one of the person standing next to her.

"The plan will stil carry on!" she announced.