Guess I will be a loser for all of eternity

Scene: In the Bar, Liam with his friends and girlfriend for who knows what reason now

"Yeahh I keep telling you but you never listen!"

"Of course, Olivia, we always listen to you. Why the hell do you think we are in this situation then? You stupid bast-"

"Now, now, Eric, calm down. That's unusual for you dude. I'm sure my girlfriend has reasons for it."

"Tch, don't pretend like you understand me, Liam."

"...right, I forgot you're salty about uhh... what is it? That one time when a guy pushed onto you unknowingly and I just let him go like a normal person? Damn."

Olivia sighs very hard after hearing that one situation she really doesn't want to talk about with her friends around but is still apparently very angry about it.

"WHAT? So now I'm at fault for not wanting you to stand up for ME? or us? God, why did I date such a sufferable person?"

The whole atmosphere becomes awkward right after she said, no, and declared those words, as if saying anything will now only worsen the lover's quarrel.

"Whatever, let's just end this meaningless conversation here."

Just when Liam was about to go to his usual workplace, Eric interrupted him as if it was the last thing he could do to a person who was his best friend in his high school.

Narrator's note: Eric my boy. This is totally what he really did.

"Hey, Liam! Stop, man, let me come too."

"To score chicks? If not, I don't see why you need to tag onto me or are you perhaps feeling pi-"

"Stop, stop, stop. It's not that, okay? I already had plans of going to a bar; it just so happens you also work in that bar, okay?"

"Whatever, since you're coming, help me with the chores too."

'Might as well make him work and do something actually good for me...'

"..."

"..."

So, as you can clearly visualize, the boys visited the boy all while being silent in a very city which spells vibrant to its very core but also depressing enough, that it's known as the "Melancholy of Seas."

"There! My boy Liam, go do the chores immediately, the big bosses have come to this place."

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'Ah, so you don't want an outsider in the dealings huh, well not that it's a bad thing for you I guess.'

"Yeah, right on, chief. Let's go, Eric, I doubt Chief will care too much about us right now."

"Seems like it, is it always lively around these places? Everything's so purple, pink, and red, it's such a vibe, man."

"Well if you have the money to spend here, sure, I guess so."

"...right, yeah we college students sure have it hard, huh?"

"..."

Scour, tink, tink.

"You always do this, Liam? I thought you were a clerk?"

Narrator's note: Frick, yeah I forgot, we got scammed! Author what are you doing?!

"Cleaning is my little dirty secret, that's all."

Bro said it like he had been waiting for an eternity for this joke, but that just made Eric's face go deep in the gutter as he wondered what he could do to his friend, Liam, considering what and all happened these past days.

"Right, never expected to hear an unlaughable pun from you of all people, regardless of that, what do you say we do something different?"

"Like?"

"Oh, y'know what I'm talking about, the business dealings your boss, I mean chief, got going."

Eric truly didn't know that such a rash decision would come back to bite him in so many ways that on his deathbed, all he wished was to go back in time and never go to that bar in his entire life.

Ignorance sure is the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Mmm, yeah why not, I have been feeling kind of bad, let's just get some of those b190#'s series of Artificial Vodkas... it's in the top corner, yeah."

Liam and Eric after paying the security machine that's guarding the Vodka's cells, have gone to experience the wonder that is eavesdropping.

"Right?? That girl is so fricking meannn man, did you see what she did to me therrre? She ashamed me, dude? Who the frick does that?"

"Even though you are the one who started it... you sure are self-conscious and quick to get drunk, how are you like this anyway?"

"Forget it, do you hear the voices I have been hearing?"

"Voices?"

"Yeah, even when I'm sober, these shitty alien-like things are killing me."

"Got no idea what you're on about, mind visiting the doctors?"

"Nah, it's fine, it's probably nothing right?"

Narrator's note: Does his parents not teach him red flags in life???

"What are you two doing here!"

"Shit."

"Yeah, we are just gonna, go and take a break, you know..."

"Huh huh, This is the 51'st White Tiger Corps in charge! I advise you to leave these columns or ELSE, I have to take action for invading private property."

"Yes, sir! Let's just go, Liam, you're drunk too, no reason to do over-the-top things."

"..."

Boom! BAM! BOOOM!

The explosions have gone off like firecrackers on an extravagant festival, the buildings have fallen, the cop before is now giving orders to his subordinates and everything that seemed fine is now falling into complete chaos.

"Damn it, not at this time... Those suckers of the "Ironclad Foundation of Freedom" really don't have patience huh, well, this is all up for you, Liam."

"This is the best I could do. You either accept me as a monster or you can wake up."

A giant monster that seemed to be a hybrid of an Iron Witches, Dark Species, and the infamous time species seemed to be reflected in Liam's pupils. Although Liam is indeed drunk, he can clearly see that this is the product of a bio-engineered weapon suited for the next war of calamities.

He was so scared that he didn't care about Eric and started to run.

The monster seeing this as an answer, said one last thing before saying this.

"Wake up, Liam. Your Life is in your own hands, don't blame anyone."

"Don't -----****"

In the Imperial Year, 2075, Liam was found dead in an alleyway, most likely due to an alpha member and this being the only memory retrieved from the target's brain, proving even more so how fearsome it is to run against the alpha legion.

The people whom he considered as friends, and even acquaintances, had been forcefully removed from all memories of him by the orders of the High Council of the Imperial Anousiotita centered around the New Greek.

----CHAPTER 1 ENDED, YEAH THIS IS ALL A DREAM CONSPIRACY AT PEAK IK----

( don't worry I hate those types of tropes :) )