The main character will be overpowered; I wanted to warn people in advance.
*Ding*
Mission complete
*One of you is not who you seem. A spy lurks in our midst*
I have a smile plastered on my face, which probably makes me look like a psychopath, but I am genuinely happy with the reward I received from the system. It means I can search for people more easily and know when they are essential. This will be very beneficial for me in the future as I travel through Europe and North America.
This is truly an incredible opportunity for me, marking the beginning of a new chapter in my life. With this prize, I can finally start laying the groundwork for my business ambitions. I've been meticulously planning my strategies, including how I will discreetly establish a money laundering operation in the near future.
After careful consideration, I've chosen to attend an exclusive boarding school known for its elite reputation. It's the ideal choice because of its prestigious environment, where few would suspect that the child of one of the world's most powerful drug cartels would blend in among the elite. The anonymity and privilege that come with this setting will provide the perfect cover as I navigate my dual life, allowing me to forge connections and develop the necessary skills to succeed while keeping my true identity hidden from prying eyes.
I will carefully and strategically establish my criminal empire, one that allows me to operate behind the scenes, hidden from view. My goal is to become the undisputed top boss in this region, exercising control without ever revealing my identity. While my father enjoys his anonymity deep in the Colombian rainforest, I'll lay the groundwork for our business, ensuring that only the two of us are aware of the full scale and intricacies of our operations.
It's a pity that my uncle Victor chose to retire alongside his Venezuelan television star; he seems to believe that leaving this life behind is a viable option. However, we all know the harsh reality: once you immerse yourself in this world, there's no turning back. You either rise to power and succeed, or you face dire consequences. Quitting isn't an option; it's akin to signing your own death warrant, and those who think they can escape often find that danger is just around the corner, always waiting for the moment to strike. He listened to my grandmother, who preached her holy words about the perils of the industry, but I knew it was inevitable that he was going to die, and with his death, unfortunate for him and fortunate for me.
If I remember from the show, he will be killed by my future brother-in-law Chema, who will impregnate my sister, who slept with him, to spite my father. It's a shame she is my sister, but hey ho, what can you do?
Back to reality of the situation where I killed the spy and I look up and he is beaming with a massive smile as he seems to be impressed by my action, as he expected me to be like my brother, who couldn't handle the pressure of being the oldest son.
For all the ominous words my grandmother spewed about this life, we're not so different from any other family: torn loyalties, betrayal, and feuds as common as morning coffee. I can predict our fates with certainty; nothing that happens surprises me. If I remember correctly from the show, Uncle Victor is destined to meet his end at the hands of my future brother-in-law, Chema, who has his own ambitions and will find a way to make them known. This will happen after he climbs the ranks and shifts alliances, all as part of his plan to assert his power and demonstrate his audacity.
Though projecting himself as an outsider now, Chema will cleverly weave himself into the family by the sheer force of his cunning. He will not only kill Uncle Victor but also have a child with my sister. Even my father won't anticipate this child being used as leverage against him in their ongoing power struggle. The duplicity will run deep, and her pregnancy will shock everyone but me. She will sleep with Chema, initially as a reckless act of rebellion, to spite my father and challenge his unyielding authority. The two of them will align perfectly in their act of defiance, united by their willfulness, if only temporarily. My sister is tragically too much like the rest of us, and though it's a shame she is my sister, hey ho, what can you do? Just my lustful nature which is the crux of this family where we are too horny for our own good if we are going by my father and uncle.
Back to reality of the situation where I killed the spy and I look up and is beaming with a massive smile as he seems to be impressed by my action as he expected me to be like my brother who couldn't handle the pressure of being the oldest son.
I instructed some soldiers to clean up the mess and dump the body somewhere where it won't be my problem anymore. I went looking for Sara so I could have some fun with her. I scanned her, and it looks like she's mildly intrigued by my actions from earlier and perhaps a little scared. But she knows that for her to have a positive future, she needs to become close to me.
As I drew her nearer, our lips met softly, and in that intimate moment, I gently pressed her against the warm, weathered wall behind us. I looked deep into her eyes and whispered, "In just a few years, all of this can be yours—and so much more—if you choose to stay close to me and my family." A flush of crimson painted her cheeks, and a smile lit up her face, illuminating the shadows of the surrounding rainforest. Hand in hand, we ventured deeper into the vibrant greenery, the air thick with the scent of earth and foliage, both acutely aware that this idyllic escape would soon be just a memory as I prepared to leave. He held her hand to make her more comfortable, as we are both young teenagers.
After an hour of wandering through the dense forest, I started to feel a wave of boredom wash over me. Though beautiful and towering, the trees began to blend together in a sea of green, and the sounds of rustling leaves no longer intrigued me. Deciding I had seen enough for the day, I returned to the encampment. The thought of returning brought relief, as I knew I needed to start preparing for my imminent departure. Leaving my family was never easy, and I felt a bittersweet mix of anticipation and sadness as I focused on the tasks ahead. I glanced back one last time at the tranquil surroundings, knowing I would miss this solitude when I was gone.