1 Chapter 0- Prologue

Here I was, about to meet my end. Falling down a cliff after crashing my dad's sport car. I didn't deserve this, did I?

Let's start from the beginning.

My dad was a multimillionaire on his way to becoming a billionaire, owning one of the fastest growing tech companies in the world. My mom was a model and actress he met on a vacation to the Bahamas. With parents like that I was set for life. At least I should've been.

Growing up I was always king of the school. It wasn't even for the money either. I went to a private school after all. Nah, I wasn't just a rich kid, I had the genes of an elite too. Naturally gifted physically, I had a perfectly toned body by the time I was 14 and became captain of the tennis club by freshmen year of highschool.

I was surrounded by followers. All the tail a young stud like me could handle, and crew of guys who'd do just about anything I said. We made sure to let everyone know their place, including this group of middle class filth who got in through this outreach program. They managed to get in by passing some test and were allowed to stay as long as they made good grades.

It was bullshit. I'd have to spend my last years of school staring at their cheap clothes, smell their off brand deodorants, and watch as they try so hard to be like us.

No I wasn't gonna let that slide. So, me and my bodies just tried to convince them to drop out or just go back to their old school, forcefully. After that I found myself in the principal's office after breaking some kid's nose with a textbook. Tried to play it off as me just tossing it to him or that I was just horsing around, but he wasn't having it.

Next thing I know I'm back home after being suspended, talking over the phone with my dad who was away on a business trip. I say talking, but it was more so him ranting while I pretended to listen, that is until I heard 4 words that shattered my world.

"I'm cutting you off."

With that I just hung up. I didn't know what else to do and of course he tried calling me back immediately. I couldn't answer, I was so angry and hurt and.... No. The compulsive part of my brain that lead to my suspension firing off again.

I left my phone on the counter and started packing an old suitcase full of clothes. I was gonna run away. "That'll show him!" I thought as I grabbed the keys to my dad's car. Before I left I decided to raid my mom's jewelry box too, grabbing some oversized pendant with a large, oval shaped ruby as the centerpiece. I pocketed and made my way to the car.

Here I was, driving along a mountainside road with the roof of the car down and no seatbelt. I was running away in style. I'd just pawn the pendant off and just have a little fun with the cash. I just knew dad would change his mind, worried sick after realizing I was gone.

But it turns out I was never gonna see him again.

I wasn't paying attention as the road suddenly led to a sharp turn. I hit the railing and was catapulted out of the driver's seat, and as everything that led me to this moment flashed before my eyes it seemed like time just stopped as an unfamiliar voice rang out.

"Looks like its time for you to start over."