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"Boss, the client is requesting for your presence, she said its for an important proof for the sales production" said my secretary.
"Allyson, you dont need to be so stiff. Loosen up, and please tell Mr Wylmer that i will be going now." i replied.
"Yes, Mr Clarkson. Shall i call your personal chauffeur or would you like to drive on your own?" she replied. Heh, you think thats my real name. Sorry to disappoint you, but no.
"Please call Sebastian, please tell him its urgent and to come fetch me at 10 exactly, thank you Allyson" Easy to manipulate, humans. Who dares to ask for my presence just for a conference announcement? They are seeking their own death.
"Alright Mr Clarkson, if you need anything, please dont hesitate on calling me." she cut off. Booriiiingg.
Anyways, in this world, dimension rather, im known as the "Great Commander". The names Clark Jefferson, the owner of BL Company. I really dont like it here. I guess im gonna jump through time and space again. Yes, again.
Well, this is it.
3rd Person PoV
As the bored man named Clarkson opened a black hole, another damage has been made. He jumps knowing that every interceptions has its consequences. Every time the Space and Time dimension are disturbed, infinite possibilities are change. For example, Clarkson is from dimension 2 and he just messed up and jumps to dimension 6. All of the dimension varying from dimension 2 to 6 are disturbed. Others can loop through time because of this.
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And thats how prestigue are made. Infinite problems are made because of this bored man. Prestigue are people who actually dont belong in their dimensions. They are comparable to ghostly spirits that are lost.
"Yipeeee" shouted the bored man. He is now in the dimension called 'earth'. World identified: Normal humans species, no sub species. Animals and plants, not notable.
"Ehhhh, i wasted my energy for this? Useless, unfair. Earth is way more boring. Heh, since im unable to travel for now. Lets mess up this world. Prestigue people here i come!" shouted the now crazy man.
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"Yipeeee" i shouted in glee. Dimension transfer: success. So now, system?
'You can call me system psychic terrestrial, what do you need?'
System, identify world. I commanded. Ofcourse, who else would? Dumb question, really.
'World modification. Identifying dimension. System Confirmation. Dimension Processing. Operating complete. Mass found: "Earth".'
"Ehhhh, i wasted my energy for this? Useless, unfair. Earth is way more boring. Heh, since im unable to travel for now. Lets mess up this world. Prestigue people here i come!" i ran shouting. Who cares anyway, certainly not me.
Hehehehehe, so this is the plan dear self. First of all, this world is already aware of prestigue. Theyre smart and modern. Lets see, what year is it? Modern buildings with flying cars? Nope. Dinosaurs roaming around? Nope. Technology are plausible, so it must be on 21st century at least.
Hmmm, so Strategy: messed up earth that would be checking the king and the Tactic: find a homeand identity, simply as moving a pawn that would protect me in later moves, cheap. And my enemy right now is time, well played dear. Cause in this round, ill win.
"HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH" i laugh like a maniac. Mehhh, so of to mission 1: Identity Search. Here i come.