Prologue

When I was younger my Mother would always tell me 'Go to school and learn so you can have a good job'. Well, I got a job, just not a good one. In a world where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, it's hard for someone like me to make it. With a mother who barely knows the English language and doesn't have her green card, a son who only has a high school diploma...I knew I wasn't bound for success.

So when I closed my eyes and tried to sleep on this rock-hard, cheap bed, imagine my surprise when I heard-

"Would you like to bind with the billionaire system now?"

This has got to be a dream.