CIPHER

J Cole followed Mr. Collins to the ground floor where he was shown to a well-furnished room, reminiscent of an above-average hotel suite. The room exuded an air of sophistication, with pleasant lighting casting a warm glow. A sizable, inviting bed beckoned, adorned with fine linens. A regal-made couch, perfectly matching the bed, was accompanied by a coffee table, and a plush robe awaited him in the closet. Any traces of annoyance had completely dissipated, replaced by a sense of wonder. "Damned!" he thought, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "She's definitely an entitled goddess, Daddy's favorite, I presume."

As J Cole admired the opulent furnishings, a menu suddenly popped up before him, appearing much like a hologram. His curiosity was piqued, and he couldn't help but reach out to interact with it, his fingers hovering over the virtual wordings.

[Set up complete]….

[Welcome Jonathan Cole]...

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Let's continue with J Cole's confusion and his interaction with the metallic being:

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J Cole's world seemed to blur and shift, and he couldn't wrap his head around what was happening. In the blink of an eye, his surroundings transformed, and he found himself standing before a being unlike any he had ever encountered. It looked like a human, but its entire form was composed of gleaming metal, radiating a lustrous, diamond-like quality.

J Cole's voice quivered with bewilderment. "What the..?"

"Who are.."

"Where am I?" he stammered, his gaze fixed on the mysterious metallic figure. The very fabric of reality seemed to have twisted, and he was caught in a bewildering and surreal moment.

[Welcome J Cole, I am Cipher!]

[Just like the rest, you are the new master of this space. I could help solve some of your curiosity but I must tell you my strength and knowledge are limited, for I have been disconnected from the world for countless years, I do not know the current happenings so I cannot perfectly guide you].

J Cole stood there, his mouth slightly open, clearly in a state of disbelief. After a moment, he found his voice and expressed the burning question that had plagued him since his unexpected arrival.

"What is this place? And how on earth was I transported to this colossal workshop?"

[This place is known as a pocket space, though the Inheritor has the authority to rename it with a simple command prompt. The pocket space spans approximately 5 hectares, equivalent to 55.5 plots of land, and consists of various sections]

J Cole's eyes widened with a mix of astonishment and excitement. "Wait, hold up," he interjected, his mind racing with newfound possibilities. "You mean... I own all of this now?"

Cipher's response hung in the air, and J Cole began to grasp the monumental shift in his circumstances. He was now the master of a vast and enigmatic domain, and a sense of power and intrigue pulsed through him.

So how do I make use of it?

[Well, I'll be your guide young Inheritor]

[The menu you see is what you need to view your options. It can be summoned and controlled with a thought]

J Cole quickly assessed the menu. Cool!

Cipher can all of this be summarized and be assimilated, seeing so many words is making me a little dizzy.

[Affirmative]

[An outside connection is needed]

Explain.. j cole said.

[A medium is required to initiate access to the outside world, and just like you saw in that abandoned house, that car was a transmitter]

You mean that wrecked car? It was probably stolen after I blanked out.

[Negative]

[The Transmitter was retrieved and with its energy reserve a thorough remodelling was initiated on it based on the last record]

Hmm… show me?

[Affirmative]..

The scene changed...

[Welcome to the storage sections. To the right is reserved exclusively for cars/transmitters and other means of transportation while the left is a reserved space for other amenities]

...…..

Few seconds later J Cole was standing in front of a white Range Rover sport HSE Dynamic with tinted windows.

I've struck Gold! There he was, A common person standing in front of a car worth 250 million naira! J Cole felt a bit emotional, even his coupon reward couldn't measure up.

That reminds me, what happened to my bet money?

[The system was able to store some of your memory before the inheritance initiation]

[A million naira was swandered at the night of the party]

[The sum of 4 million was withdrawn from your account after surrendering your mastercard]

[But fortunately you locked another card of yours in a buried box at your fraternities' monarchs' old house].

J Cole felt a cold sensation, suddenly he remembered in his early teen years joining a cult group. It was like a law/ common knowledge that in order to survive on the streets, it was imperative to behave like the streets.. And about his origin;

The young J Cole was said to have been raised in the arms of a woman, "Bola". A woman who was involved in so many affairs like prostitution, kidnapping, arms deals, robbery, gang wars and the most diabolical occupation "Sorcery", she had a wide range of connections with Senators, businessmen and people with power to influence. Although sorcery was something shunned by law, she had her ways of being protected.

It was public news that j cole was found in the middle of a spooky forest, popularly known for a wide range of rituals and demonic arts practised there. Bola in her youthful years found the baby (J Cole) on her way back from a tedious incantation to her god of unknown origin. The baby was found all bruised up with cracked lips, almost on his last breath. She felt sorry for him, it could be as a temporal moment of weakness or her inability to bear a child, the young witch eventually saved the baby.

And for 19 years she moulded j cole, she named him, she schooled him on the act of the streets and due to her unique religion she was his first in his step to adulthood during his 16th birthday, she guided him in the act of intimacy while conducting vial incantations.

J cole suddenly got out from his trance,

Cipher!!, can you scan me quickly, I need to know my health status, terror vivid in his eyes.