2 Life of Luxury?

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Location: 8 miles to city checkpoint

A deep blue supercar speeds down the highway as a ray of sunlight bounced off the cracked asphalt. Deven is having the most fun he's had in a long time. Little by little the engine's roar makes him forget his grudge against that damn general. GPS showed him 23 minutes away from his destination, Deven stepped on the gas and easily started pushing 120mph.

Another minute or so passes by before Deven finally sees something, he flashes past a sign reading city limits. Just beyond is a small outpost he decelerates as he comes to a stop in front of two guards. They patiently stood waiting for him they had heard his car long before he was aware of them. Seeing the police officers worry began to build up in Devens's chest 'C'mon how's this gonna go, fun can't be over yet'. One of the men walked up to the side window admiring the car as he did so it was clear to him that he was in the presence of a wealthy individual. "Good afternoon sir," said the officer with a gleaming smile 'Dammit what do I do'. Deven gave a slightly nodded his head trying to play it as cool as possible he couldn't risk going to jail if they identified him it's back to torture every day. "Got any identification on you?"... Deven thought for a while before reaching back into the folder and pulling out a small card. He handed it to the officer who checked it for authenticity under the closer inspection of the name the officer froze up. 'Yang his last name is Yang dam no one told me he'd be here today' the officer began to apologize frantically as if he had done something wrong. "Mr.Yang we were informed you'd be here by General Troy sadly we have not prepared an escort for you"

Deven took a second to think 'Yang so he changed my last name huh' Devens real last name was something not even he knew. As it was the only likely place he could find his real names were his parent's top secret files and who knows where those are kept. "No problem if that all I'll be on my way," Deven said in a hopeful voice. "Of course, sir" replied the officer as he signaled the other to open the gate. Deven waved at the officers as he drove off making sure to get some distance before speeding.

Roughly 20 minutes later.

A light tone played as the GPS informed Deven of his arrival. He rolled down the window only to see a luxurious apartment building 'Is this my place' Deven felt like jumping up and down in celebration the fun had truly just begun. Pulling into the garage it was finally time to get his new life straight. The contents of the folder gave him his new identity and other accounts as well as informing him his interest had been kept the same. That dam creeps just how long had he been watching him though Deven to get such detail as to his favorite brands, foods, activities this was all quite annoying. Paper after the paper came out detail after detail seemed they were reaching the end of the goody bag. Deven decided to just flip the folder to empty its contents, a phone and two cards slipped out. The cards were debit cards and the phone was the newest model preset too. Upon opening the phone and checking the downloaded apps he found emails regarding his new school and the best part of the two cards had a combined total of 2 million dollars. 'Ah General your beautiful piece of sh*t' Deven had been overwhelmed by his newfound wealth.

Deven stepped out of his car as of today he was Deven Yang, a rich teen who had inherited his parent's money and decided to go to school in this district. In a separate note left for him, the general introduced the extra ability he had given him stating that his current level should be around B rank. This was extremely high considering the average 15-year old was a low C or high D rank. The rankings had been in place for a long time the lowest being F these were basically normal people (Jay was considered an F rank) When it came to F they weren't really the lowest it just meant they had non-combat type abilities. The rankings continued up as based on combat ability E, D, C, B, A, S, SS and SSS was the current highest. An A rank used to be the highest but time and time again people became stronger forcing new tiers to be added but that's beside the point back to the present.

Deven walked through the sliding door and entered the lobby of the apartments. It was as fantastic on the inside as on the outside. Deven found his way to the front desk where he handed over his ID again the lady looked him up and immediately called the security guards over. " You are to escort Mr.Yang to his room do as he says okay." The two guards nodded in response and the clerk handed him back his ID. 'That guy really has some influence in this city, wonder which room I'll get' Deven followed the security to the elevator as they made small talk. Deven noticed they were going to the 8th floor seems he really was getting a good room. When the elevator door opened to the 8th floor one guard pointed him down the long hallway. Strangely there was only one door where were all the other apartments thought Deven. The man handed him a key asking if he would need anything else as Deven opened the door his jaw dropped. This place was giant. Deven turned to the guard and asked: "Is this whole floor mine?" The guard laughed and said " yep and you're pretty much free to do as you please for the most part. Let us know if you need anything else Mr.Yang"

Everything was foreign to Deven; he had a whole floor to himself where would he start. It seemed that he could do nothing but sit on the couch and recap everything he knew so far.

A while later and Deven had explored the whole floor of his apartment. It included 3 bedrooms, several bathrooms, and one bigass closet. He decided that the kitchen was his favorite. There was more space for food than a buffet could hold Deven couldn't help but think about it once it was full.

Deven pulled out his phone he had one new email from some random user. It read "Now don't get too excited about these lavish things. You still have to go to school next week! Hope you have fun. Your friend General Troy"

Under this, there were a couple of links providing his school information and where to buy the optional uniform. Deven examined all the links and rules deciding he would only buy a pair of the uniform after all who really wants to wear those things. 'I think I'd rather buy my own clothes uniforms remind me of my years in prison.' With that Deven went out to go shopping for clothes and other essentials.

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