There is something seriously wrong with what's going on here. 1. Systems shouldn't exist. 2. I should not have to worry about what was once a cute chihuahua trying to eat my face off after it had grown to 5 feet tall. 3. Worst of all, these people should not be looking to me for guidance. This role was thrust on me without my consent. It's still happening without my consent. But I was put in charge and there's nothing anyone can do about it now. But what can you do except push through and lead an army to conquer the world? Wait what do you mean there is still more to do?? {Hello author here, I will be posting at least 1 chapter a week This is the first story so I would appreciate constructive criticism or any comments. I'll will respond to them in due time. }