Gino was a wealthy businessman. He had a caring family and a successful business. He never dreamed that he would get here, but here he is. Standing on top of his building, he looks at the business that was hard-earned.
A brief moment of confusion and fogginess came to his mind.
Since he was the owner of the business, he had to do important things. Such as financial support, sponsorships, and all that. He really didn't need to bother memorizing it all again because he had already done it. He also had many servants that would remind him of his uncompleted tasks, which were usually little to none. As such, he would play games with some of the workers who had time to spare. It would boost morale, leading to higher income. And yes, the workers were also paid a fair amount.
It was almost sundown. They closed the shop, and called it a day.
He went home, to which he was greeted with happy faces.
"Hi, daddy!" A child's voice came out.
"Hi honey. How's your work?" A female voice said.
"Ah, it was just fine, business as usual."
Gino ate with his family, played often with his family, and would sleep in the same room.
But on this particular day, he contemplated on all the things that just came to pass.
First, he was a slave worker, in a slave factory after tragic events.
Then, he became a boy who went to class, and ran away, leading to his death.
Finally, he was now a wealthy businessman.