Chapter 1- Dream

Sh*t!

My head hurt so much that I cursed. It was similar to my head. A million ants were penetrating my skull.

I'll do my best to fall asleep and forget about how much my head hurts.

The next morning, I was awakened by the realization that nothing around me was familiar.

"Good day, Young Master."

And then I noticed a young boy in his late teens trying to talk to me.

"Wait, young master, what did you say?" I inquired.

He must be mistaken in referring to me as a young master, because I am not a young master. Instead, I'd prefer a young lady or mistress.

"True, young master. Are you okay, you appear dazed?"

I fixed my gaze on the young man in front of me. He was tall and extremely attractive. His hair is brown, and his eyes are red. He was dressed formally.

What kind of fantasy is this? He has a stunning appearance. I think to myself.

"Can you tell me what happened?" he inquired.

"Well, young master, you failed to flee and they managed to apprehend you."

What are you trying to get away from? I try to ask, but a sharp pain in my head causes me to lose consciousness.

--

"Vincent, how's my brother doing?"

"Not long ago, Master Red, the young master, awoke. But, Young Master, he appears to be taken aback by what has occurred "Vincent responded.

"He mocks himself for forcing himself to be in the middle of a problem."

"We're not certain, young master Grey."

"True, notify me first thing tomorrow morning if my stupid brother wakes up."

"Be at ease, young master."

I was the only one in the room the next morning. However, the presence of a holographic panel in front of me added to my confusion.

**

You've been tasked with the following task:

Fulfill Lancelot Wallace's last wish.

The To-Do List:

1. Become one of the most powerful top student Academies

2. Amass a fortune greater than the Wallace Clan

3. Make your family proud.

4.Marry

5. Have at least two children.

Tip: the more children you have, the better your rewards will be.

The mission will last two years. The timer will begin once you accept the mission.

Accept or reject the mission.

Tip: For each wish or desire that you fulfill, you will be given one skill slot. If you decline the mission. You will have 5% of your Stats deducted. If you fail, you will lose 1% of your stats and will not be given a skill slot.

Please select either Accept Mission or Reject Mission.

You have 10 hours before the timer runs out.

Agent MP8247, best of luck.

**

What is the fuck going on? My dream is akin to an impossible mission. This explains why my dream is so detailed. So I'll just go along with this dream.

Then I press the Accept Mission button.

The door bursts open, and a feminine man rushes towards me. He greets me with his fists. He punches me in the stomach.

"What the FUCK! are you?!?" I yelled.

I was in excruciating pain. What kind of dream is it that causes the pain settings to exceed 200 percent?

More people entered the room. But I disregard them. I was preoccupied with the pain I was feeling.

" Are you all right, big brother?"

The voice was inviting and seductive. I track down the source of the voice. I'm not sure what to expect. It was a lovely young man. He's definitely my type, but why is he wearing a skirt?

"I'm not your brother," I said, staring at him as if he were a ghost. My brother compares him to my biological brother. They are opposing poles.

"Brother, you're a jerk; it wasn't Blue's fault; you're the one who's unreasonable!"

A lovely lady was staring at me while cursing at me. I choose to ignore her. What is it about this woman that irritates me so much?

Something catches my attention and I stare at it while looking at the bitch. Then, instinctively and despairingly, I touch my chest. It was broad and flat.

This idiotic dream. I know I'm not particularly gifted, but please help me make my dream a reality. To make matters worse, it was almost non-existent.

My mood had dipped. One of them is attempting to murder me. And it's my type who's claiming my brother. Shame on my taste in cute and sweet boys. And there's a babe who reminds me of my insecurity.

They say it's a nightmare, not a sweet dream.

A lovely lady in white touched my arms. She had black hair and blue eyes with a purple tinge.

"Red, please look after your health and don't kill yourself just because you don't want to marry," she said to me as she cast a healing spell on me.

She just told me I'm trying to get out of a marriage. Wait? The plot appears to be incorrect. According to that panel, I need to marry, have children, and finish school.

Wait? Is it true that I am underage? I am at least 24 years old. Perhaps in a doctoral or master's degree program. This is a bizarre dream.

While I was distracted by my thoughts. Those strange people in my dream were talking about me.

"Is it true that you're gay, according to Red? Are you really that desperate?" As stated by the individual who punched me.

"Gay? No, I'm not; I have nothing against them or anything, but you're being impolite by accusing me." "Then why are you kissing a man in the Williams Bar, you never mentioned that you like women!" I retorted. Blue stated.

I let out a small laugh. "You saw me kissing a man in a bar? I felt relieved. "I thought what I was doing was illegal."

"Illegal things like doing illicit acts in public, it was just a kiss," they inquired. Kissing someone is a form of greeting in other countries or traditions."

They don't seem to believe it. An awkward replacement for the room's noise. So, what's the deal with this strange dream? I've never felt so at ease before.

I want this sensation to last longer. An idiot tormented my body. But the pain in my head is lessening.

I blink open my eyes. The lovely lady in white was careless. Her nipples are visible to me. She's getting too close. Wow, she's in great shape. Her nipples are unusually pinkish.

I'm not sure how long I stared at it. But it made me so eager to try it. I'm curious how it tastes.

Someone touched my pen*s, and it was painful. The person abruptly comes to a halt.

"Why should you, you lovely lady? It was enjoyable for me. You must accept responsibility for it if you want me to finish it "And draw her closer to me.