23 The Party.

Check out •Patron:/KingSeyer• if you want to read ahead. Thank You.

______________________________________________

[▪︎25th December, 2011▪︎][▪︎Main Pov▪︎]

[▪︎Vought Tower, New York▪︎]

"Congratulations on being the world's richest man Mr Virgil! I can't imagine how you are feeling at this moment."

A middle aged man with a pot belly wearing a suit said boisterously.

"Its nothing Mr Laud, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for Vought so the praise goes to them."

I replied humbly with a smile wearing a black tuxedo that perfectly fitted my tall and athletic body.

"Don't be so humble Virgil, we all know it's your own efforts that brought you this far.

Say, i heard a rumor that you are bringing out a new 'Vesla' model that will make fuel run cars obsolete. Is it true?"

Mr Laud whispered as he sipped his champagne.

"Hmmm, its secret information Mr Laud. But just know that 'V Automibles' is going to do more wondrous works."

I said mysteriously with a smile.

"Keep your secrets Virgil, I already know enough secrets to keep me up at night. It was nice talking to you, I'm going to leave you to your devices. Don't forget to enjoy the party."

Mr Laud jovially said as he left me and moved towards a bunch of young ladies at the corner of the room.

Smiling, I took another glass of wine from a waiter who was passing by and drank in silence as I watched the interactions in from party and started reminiscing about the things that have happened.

In March, Osama was killed. In my original reality, he was killed in May but I guess my involvement has changed a lot of things.

Sadly, Sharifa was killed during the night raid.

She was really ... sigh, its no use thinking of her body now.

Last week, I was listed on Forbes as the richest man on the planet and I changed my corporation name to 'V Industries' two years ago, cutting of any connection I have to Vought International.

I'm still a registered Supe under their name but apart from that, Vought doesn't have shit on me.

Taking inspiration from Elon Musk, I created my own space-based and automobile branch of 'V Industries'.

This happened because five years ago, my reincarnation or better yet, how I reincarnated into this reality was on my mind and even now it's still a mystery I want to solve.

Based on all my calculations and theories, I've settled on a higher consciousness being the cause of my rebirth.

I highly suspect it's a cosmic entity or something that scales above that level because everything I can think of points me in that general direction.

Together with my AI and my satellite, I've searched the whole earth and I have analyzed any sign of gods or divine beings and ironically I haven't seen any proof or anything that can remotely prove their existence on this planet.

I mean, due to my current circumstances. Not having any shred of belief in those things will be illogical but since I haven't gotten any leads in that field, I'm venturing into space.

If I want to find anything, then the endless void is where I need to explore.

In cooperation with NASA, I built a large and highly advanced space station that was much bigger and sophisticated than 'ISS'.

It is for the company but this country will not leave a big pie without taking a bite so it's also for the country in a way... at least that's what I've made them believe.

With it, I've sent several probes across our system that are recording large amounts of valuable data and with time I will start deep space mining.

Things have been going well, especially in my sexual life. I'm good friends with Maeve and I can take it to the next level.... but I just don't see myself with her.

She is amazing but she is too possessive right now with a particularly annoying mindset so I dont see us ever being together.

She is aware that I'm not really interested in her as a partner and it seems she is giving it a go with Homelander.

Hmmm.... I won't judge but she could do better but I can't convince her, she needs to be with him to know what I'm talking about.

The bad news among this set of good news is that, I've reached my limit. My abilities aren't growing anymore, It happened when I turned twenty five.

My strength is maxed at give or take two hundred tons, it's a little higher than Homelander's lifting strength but not that much.

The good thing about this is that he has also reached his prime. This means I will still be stronger even it's not that much given his natural potential.

But that won't be a problem much longer. Its just left with one last component and I'm done.

The Supe genetic constitution is very rigid and extremely hard to manipulate since it has been modified and changed to near perfection so it's nigh impossible to change it especially if it's a grown human.

Testing phase has already been completed, so it won't be long till I do it.

Oh, it seems Becca is heading towards me and she's with.... her husband it seems.

A smile blossomed on my face as I saw this.

It might seem that I've been thinking for a while, but actually it hasn't been even two minutes given my brain's processing power.

"Good Evening Mr Deva. Congratulations on being the richest man in the world."

She congratulated with a beautiful smile with her husband standing by her side with a slight smile on his face.

She is Becca Butcher, a former intern of the former Vought Tech and now a Senior Director of Digital Marketing at Vought International.

She is a beautiful brunette with an oval face, brown eyes,thin pink lips with a cute nose and ears.

Her body isn't that sensational, but she has sizable assets with a good curves that makes her body attractive.

Coupled with the fact that she is married, her charms have increased in my eyes.

Hmm, maybe after this I can see what she can do for me 'privately'.

"Thank you so much Becca, I really appreciate it. It's been a while now hasn't it? I can see you are doing very well and I hear now you are married now? Whose the lucky guy?"

I asked with a beautiful smile that made her smile more with her partner cursing me in his head.

"I'm shocked you still remember me. Life's been great and yeah, I'm now married. This is my husband Billy Butcher."

She said excitedly, showing her ring and locking her arms around his with a loving smile.

Awwn that's cute, now I want to get married... yeah right.

"Hi, it's a pleasure to meet'cha. I'm personally a great fan of your works, and I hope you keep up the good work."

He said in a British accent as he shook my hand with a smile.

"Dont worry, so far as there is humanity the grind won't stop. I assure you of that."

I gently replied with a similar smile on my face as our hands separated.

"Thank You for your time Mr Virgil. We are going to leave the party now since we have something really important to attend to, So Bye."

She said respectfully and excused herself with her husband in tow.

Looking at their disappearing figure, I couldn't help but think of what I saw in her husband's mind.

He didn't have a smooth life I'll tell you that, and it seems he has a slight hidden contempt for supes in general even me.

He is a CIA agent so he knows about some of the fucked up things supes do and he is really disgusted at us.

My personal life isn't really a secret since I don't really hide my womanizing ways but he still lumps me up with them even though I make sure the public doesn't know my other sides.

It will be really interesting to screw him over, I can't wait to see his face after I'm done with Becca.

"She's beautiful isn't she? Personally I don't think that guy deserves her."

Homelander who just arrived beside me in his suit said as he saw me watching Becca.

Sigh... I really didn't want to deal with him today.

"Yes she is. So you think you are the one who deserves her? Pretty narcissistic don't you think?"

I said as I turned to face him with a smirk on my face as I sipped on the wine.

"Oh c'mon. I know you think so too, don't pretend. Say.. what do you think about you and me and her together? It will be really fun."

He suggested with a creepy smile on his face with his hands around his back.

Hmm, indeed it will be interesting but I'm not into that kind of play and he suggesting this has made me lose interest in what I wanted to do.

Let's just say, after John is done playing with someone. The person isn't the same anymore... and I like my targets fresh.

"Nah man, you suggested this during our first Herogasm and I rejected. You should know that I don't like 'sharing'."

I shrugged.

"Sigh, you are getting boring V. Well, more meat for me I guess. See you later man, you can call me when you change your mind."

He sighed and left with a wave going towards Madelyn who is standing near the entrance.

I shook my head at this.

His power has drastically changed him, the John I knew won't even consider the idea of forcing himself on a woman.

Oh well, I don't really care but he has ruined my plans.

..... But, there is still a way I can screw with Butcher. Hahaha, I love my mind.

Now it's time to find a lonely woman to accompany for the night.

I glanced around the room and locked eyes with a woman in her late thirties standing near an old man who is probably her husband talking to a bunch of Vought Executives.

She sent me a meaningful smile when we locked eyes and I smiled in response.

It seems I won't be bored this evening.