1 Chapter 1: Transmigration (1/2)
”Caesar, please tell us about your recent inventions”
”Caesar, can we please get your opinion on this”
Caesar took a step out of his limousine that was parked in front of his mansion, he was a tall middle aged man with black hair. streaks of white ran through his raven black hair showing his age. His face was well defined and his eyes cold, he had well groomed facial hair and a domineering aura.
”Who let these damn paparazzi near my house” Caesar thought inwardly. Caesar was a rich businessman, 'rich' was an understatement… It wouldn't be naive to say that Caesar was one of the undisputed 10 richest men in the world. He held a large amount of stocks for nearly every big corporation.
'Slam'
The door was slammed shut. The paparazzi frowned but soon got over it, they started waiting outside the door for a single statement.
Caesar walked inside of his house and headed towards the counter, he walked in front of his collection of whiskey and started inspecting each bottle.
”This one will do” Caesar whispered and picked up a bottle labeled '105 year old master of malt' Caesar delicately poured the whiskey in a glass and sat down on his sofa in front of the television.
'Ring'
'Ring'
Caesars phone started ringing, ”god dammit, not a moment of relaxation” Caesar mumbled as he reached for his phone and answered it, immediately loud yelling entered Caesar's ear.
”SIR Y-Y-YOUR”
”Would you stop your yelling and tell me what happened”
”Ahem, sir your brother was spotted talking to that esteemed lawyer Kurtis” The man could feel the temperature drop to below freezing through the phone.
After a moment of silence…
”Take care of it Bruno”
”B-boss, we can't just 'take' care of it, he is a famous actor as well as YOUR brother… This knowledge is already practically known throughout the world.
”I'll take care of it myself”
Caesar ended the call and dialed a number on his phone
”Hello” an immature voice came from the phone
Caesars eyes turned sharp..
”What are you trying to accomplish?”
”Humph of course I want to see your arrogant face crumble and for you to beg me for forgiveness”
”For what, exactly?”
”Y-you bastard.. I deserve some of your success, w-we are family yet you are hogging all the money for yourself”
”Sigh, brother, the money has truly changed you”
Caesar ended the phone call grabbed the entire whiskey bottle and entered his room up stairs.. His mansion resided on a large hill away from the populace. The view was beautiful, Caesar started taking large swigs of his drink while gazing off in the distance.
Caesars brother wasn't always like this, he used to be innocent and loving until that damned women changed him. Caesar drank the entire bottle of whiskey… he stood up barely managing to not fall down. He made a phone call
”Boss, what do you want at this time of night?” The person over the phone was clearly half asleep
”Sell all my stocks for cheap and donate all the money towards various child charities… use half the money to fund as many schools you can throughout the world.
”B-b-boss are you sure?” the man was clearly wide awake at this point
”Yes, I have a legal document in my study already written. There are of course assets already made for you Bruno... thank you for your loyalty”
”Boss are you drunk? I can hear you slur some of your words”
”Does it matter if I am or not? Do your damn job”
”Yes sir…”
After ending the call Caesar lied down on his bed, he didn't look forward to the paparazzi or all the noise that would be present tomorrow. He also didn't want to hear his brothers rage complaining that Caesar didn't give him anything besides the mansion.
Caesar closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Caesar could vaguely hear crying…
”Am I dreaming” Caesar silently thought to himself
As he opened his eyes he noticed an unfamiliar ceiling, soon he felt a splitting headache. Caesar put his hand on his forehead and furrowed his brow.
”Y-young master I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you on the head b-but you were forcing me”
”Huh?”
Caesar looked up and saw a nearly undressed young girl shaking in an unfamiliar bed holding the sheets up covering her body.
”Who are you, and where am I?”
Caesar asked out curiously…
”O-oh no does the young master have brain damage? The duke is going to kill me”
The woman started mumbling out unintelligible sounds from her mouth presumably due to the intense fear she felt.
”The words she spoke were of an unfamiliar language yet he understood them?”
Caesar turned around and noticed a giant mirror, Caesar's expression soon contorted into that of shock… Not due to the huge mirror but what was inside of it.
Very thin body, long flowing white hair that reached his waist and brilliant yellow eyes… Sharp facial features like a fox and overall very handsome….
”I became a pretty boy?” Caesar muttered under his breath in disbelief
Soon a flood of memories came crashing down in Caesar's brain like spears were stabbing his head he felt immense pain... This lasted for about 1 minute.
”This worlds called Althoria?”
”Elves, orcs, Dwarves, magic, I-i'm in a fantasy world?
'Bang'
The door swung open breaking Caesar out of his thoughts, Caesar looked at the newly arrived man. Black tuxedo with white gloves looked around 60 years old but an overall sophisticated look.
”Young master Mephisto, the Lord has summoned you to the dinner table”
The butler slightly glanced at the shaking girl but didn't pay her much heed, he continued on to say