Mortal needs

Dart changed to his only other clothes. It was somewhat better than the one he slept in. As he stepped out from his room, he could hear the broadcast of the ongoing war in the middle-east and North Africa. Dart lived at the bottom of the economic system. Even at that, he could not stop smiling ear to ear like a fool, all the agony he just previously felt in the boiling metal shelved away for later. As for the wars and death he heard about? It won't matter anyway, the world will Afterall still has not really fought. All those battlefields, just Childs play. What trash is a fusion/fission weapon?

It took some getting used to as the world setup changed after the domain. Many things changed with the domain. Many materials were useless, and many scientific facts altered. Things that could be said to be extremely difficult to attain were gotten quite easily, and things that were worth fortunes became necessarily discarded to survive. Many creatures disappeared with the coming of the domain. Those that did make it through evolved and became scary things. From Darts perspective, the world was blissful, beautiful, happy.

Steadily, Dart walked down the stairs, and out of the building. There are things that needed to be purchased. A swift look at the led display of a moving car, he could tell what date it was. Dart froze, a small smile appearing on his face. He was about to go make some money by selling some of his knowledge, but to think that he could be met with such an opportunity! Dart changed his direction and started sprinting, the ticket would disappear if he does not get to such an area fast.

Some kilometres away from the place where Dart saw the bus, the people that were present for their lottery tickets. Dart would've simply played the numbers if he remembered. But, if he could track the person who made the win, he would obtain his win too. The problem, however, was the infamous butterfly effect. He did not want to affect the outcome so much, so he decided to arrive first and make his move when it was necessary.

In the restaurant, however, people clogged the place. The day was the last chance for making entries. Not only was it clogged, but the price tag has risen through time as so many applicants had chosen their best driver for the formula1 competition. Dart knew nothing of this game, but of all the eight players, the person he waits for chose the top 3 accurately.

Dart had arrived about two minutes before his target and turned his attention to the large display set that was used to give information. Of all the statistics, Dart could understand them, but he noted how slow he could interpret them. He shook his head defeated. if not for the fact that he has gotten himself into many complex results in his previous lifetime, he would've been completely at loss. Sighing loudly, Dart could not wait to absorb more gene into his body.

Dart's target came into the restaurant, and immediately Dart's killing intent reared its head. The person he was waiting for was no other than Mustard. The assistant of his that drugged him. If not for ten years of experience and mind training, he would have made a scene. Dart did not want to cause any effect to change the past, so he masked his intent and waited.

Mustard had come in behind a bald man. This man, a notorious gangster moved arrogantly, and Mustard followed him quietly. From Dart's memory, Mustard killed him weeks into the domain.

"Hello, my friend Riley! It has been a while, I've come to collect what you promised"the bald gangster Greeted, as he walked towards Riley who was on queue to place his bets.

This gangster was well known. To show how his reputation preceded his movement. Everyone on the queue left the line, making themselves busy, at the Conner o the room.

"Boss, Ken, you shouldn't have bothered. I would've brought your money" Riley replied, a bit shaken. He had paned on using the whole money for placing the bet, then he would disappear the next day. Now, however, he had to pay them up.

"Ha-ha" the Ken laughed dryly, eyes not leaving his prey. "I got information that you got paid, I was wondering if you could.

"Fine, Riley answered. Took out the money from his bag, and started counting the money he 'owed', while ken looked on with a greedy smile on his face.

Ken was one of the 'collectors' of the hungry axe gang. This gang has the habit of catching people in a wrong spot, and force them to borrow a bill at an exuberant discount. Then they will not accept your money until the debt clocks about half a thousand. If the 'prey', has means to more money they will stall till the money is large enough. Those that could not pay the full money, will be subject to losing whatever they get. The only other way they could let you go is, if they gather that they cannot stop a person from leaving their territory, or if the person is rising to become more powerful than they can handle. Riley was going to military barracks the next day. As the gang would not dare pick a fight with the military, they decided to end their deal with Riley.

Riley quickly gave over the owed money, remaining only a thousand-dollar bill, from all the lot. He did not give this money happily, but the less connection he has with the shady people, the better for his profile.

Kelly collected the money from him, licking his lips as he counted it.

"Hand over the contract immediately!" Riley threatened. And the people around suck in the air through their teeth. Giving a "siiii" sound. No one could dare threaten a member of the hungry axe, and Riley just did. Everyone was waiting for the expected punishment.

Ken's twitched in anger. No one would dare talk to him in that manner before. However, he knew that if a single hair on Riley was as much as displaced, the gang will execute him themselves, as they wait for their own demise. The other people around, however, did not know of the new Riley background and was shocked to see Ken keep quiet and continue to search for the document. Riley, on the other hand, turned around, using the opportunity to place his bet.

Dart, from the sidelines, kept tabs at both time and Mustad. It was a minute to the time that the legendary winning ticket was made, yet, there stood Mustard, calm, with a small smile on his face. That same smile that he saw as was drugged on his carriage. Dart lost it, and his restraint was visible.

Riley got the ticket at the exact time that the winning ticket was done. This confused Dart a whole lot. He wondered if the drift happened not the less. When Dart the emperor was looking for assistance, the only requirement he made was, "Someone who has experienced lots of wealth before". His aim was to get a person that won't be disorganised nor stupefied by wealth. From his view, he had expected such a person no to be easily tempted. Yet, here he was, ten years in the past by such result.

"Mustard take this document to our client and collect the remaining 1000 dollar" Ken commanded mustard with a smile. Their intel told exactly how much Riley had, and he has deliberately wait until the time crossed over so that he could collect the whole money. Now, however, Riley was 100 dollars shot, as he used it to place his bet.

"I have paid you your money" Riley replied angrily.

Mustard however simply showed him the time at which the document was signed. When he saw the time on the clock, he realised that he was a minute into a new 24hours of the document time. He also realised that Ken was delaying to hand over the document of contract on purpose. These guys did know how to get under his skin. Riley visibly reigned himself in at the smug face and slight smile of Ken and Mustard respectively. If he turned violent, then his profile will suffer.

Riley gave Mustard the remaining 900 dollars, very displeased that he could not complete his payment.

"How about this. Hand over the ticket, and I will give you the contract?" Mustad offered, but before Riley would hand over the slip, Dart dashed out and snatched away the slip, and giving Mustard 100 dollars.

Mustard frowned as he took the money, and gave Riley the document which disappeared into his bag after reading.

Dart pocketed his ticket and left the restaurant behind Riley who was already leaving. The timeline was not altered at all, he took what he came for. He actually just needed the number, but this played out well too. He could not stay in the restaurant any longer for another reason too, Mustard!