1 DEATH

On the coast of Latin America, in a room of an upper-middle-class house overlooking the sea, we see a young man contemplating his body in front of the mirror with eyes full of boredom and mild disgust.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, and remembering what he looked like as a teenager he can't help but sigh, his once silky black hair, honey brown eyes and body chiseled from exercise and good food will long cease to grace his eyesight. if you look in the mirror, this is one of the consequences of a depression that lasted 5 years, This young man is Marcos Vieira.

Marcos has always been an intelligent young man, so much so that at the age of 14 he graduated from high school and could have entered one of the best colleges in the country. It would have been so simple for him, whether on his own merits or his family's influence.

But Marcus didn't even consider that possibility, no, he already had a plan for him, or rather, his family did, the Vieiras were known for many things, but the biggest one was their influence over the armed forces.

His great-grandfather, Marcelius Vieira was awarded several medals for bravery during his involvement in World War II. When the war was over, and his deeds were known upon his return, he was hailed as a hero of the nation, newspapers, songs, commercials and even movies, his name was known throughout the nation. Only those closest to him knew how broken he was.

Certainly after his return, all he wanted was a place to live and have a family in peace. But the nation had other plans for him, it certainly wasn't destiny for the "Hero of the nation" to die in peace, so yet another war was declared, a political war.

Mayors, senators, ministers, presidential candidates. Everyone wanted the "Hero of the Nation" by their side. In the end, a presidential candidate with no chance of winning the elections was lucky enough to have a daughter able to see through the masks that Marcelius wears every day and in his weakest moment, win his heart.

Thus, Marcelius lived for another two decades, before he died of complications from his war wounds. As for his 5 children, raised by his wife Katherine Vieira, after their father's death, let's say they all became "players".

Not as good as your mother, but 5 heads are better than one. For the next few decades, the 5 played across the continent, manipulating the economy, supporting and initiating dictatorships, all behind the curtains, the evidence of their capabilities is that even after decades of investigation into the Vieira's deeds and name several mentioned many times, the family empire never faltered.

That's how the Vieira family was until the birth of Marcus, always expanding, always wanting more. After the death of the last of the 5 heads shortly after the birth of Marcus, the family empire was finally shaken, not on the outside but on the inside, everyone wanted the biggest piece of the pie, everyone wanted to be their own boss.

It was like this until the involvement of Aurélio Vieira, Marcus's father, someone off the radar of the heads of the family for never really caring about business, Aurélio prior to the extinction of the Vieira empire at the hands of the heads themselves after discovering that many of his supporters were members of other competing families of the Vieiras who sought to divide them among themselves.

Aurelio tried to warn them, but they wouldn't believe or even care, just intending personal gain. Thus, Aurélio took upon himself the duty of keeping the family together, seeking out those who thought like him who in the end were more of the majority and those who knew they could not take advantage of the dismantling of the family, he finally unified the family empire upon itself. same.

That's how Marcus was raised, trained from a young age to be the next head of the family. All expectations and dreams thrown on his shoulders, and Marcus fulfilled his expectations, that is until his 17th birthday when he received a motorcycle as a gift and got involved in an accident.

Marcus lying on that cold road on a rainy day not feeling an inch of his body but his mind is cold yeah he's never been calmer it was all too much of a coincidence his car got a puncture and the driver who works for one of the largest companies in the world apparently did not know how to trade, his new motorcycle that should be in his apartment was in the same workshop that he was taken without his consent, when asked he was informed that it was a check.

Late for a meeting, he took the bike and without another word he leaves with it, and this brings us to his current state, when he was about to lose consciousness he saw what looked like an ambulance heading towards him.

When he woke up, he found out that 1 year had already passed, yes, as induced, that wasn't even the worst part, he lost control of his body up to his neck, it took another 2 years of physical therapy for him to feel again down to his waist, to then discover that the heir had already been exchanged

It wasn't his younger brother who was always jealous of him, nor his uncle who hated his father for stealing what he thought was rightfully his, but rather a cousin he never heard of. That after his "accident" showed his abilities, yes he didn't even need to think of a culprit, from an early age he learned that in the world he lives in the culprit is not the one who has the most reason, it is the one who benefits the most.

But without proof his word would go nowhere, he could start an investigation, but after thinking about it he found he didn't care, no, he hated his cousin, but after calming down, he found he felt free, Yep, after the whole heir thing had been thrown off his shoulders, he'd come to the realization that his life was finally in his hands.

5 years later we see Marcus Vieira sitting in front of a computer. The once young, handsome and strong man was nowhere to be seen. All that was left was a fat being with disheveled hair and a wannabe Gandalf beard sitting in a wheelchair. The worst part is, he doesn't even need it! It just goes to show how far he's fallen.

He regained full movement in his legs almost a year ago, and he didn't have to work very hard at it. His current state is caused by two of the greatest evils of humanity, depression and the greatest of all evils ... he became an Otaku !!!, yes! critical hit!!.

It started, more than a year after leaving the hospital, in the breaks he gave her from the series he started to enjoy watching. While he was looking for ways to get revenge over the Internet. A certain protagonist with a story very similar to his caught his attention.

One thing led to another and here we are, as for getting revenge? nah he's been doing this for a few years, turns out he's a genius at playing the stock market with the little money he saved as a teenager

(Which can be a lot for the author), he managed to multiply thousands of times in a few years.

With that money and his gift for business he could undermine all of his cousin's business opportunities he should have your interventions, he loves reading articles about the current Vieira heir being a disgrace to the whole business world, could it be say that this has become his greatest diversion when he is bored, which is almost all the time.

His dad probably knows about his pranks but he honestly doesn't care, they haven't spoken in years anyway. While he's super busy playing medieval management and simulation games (CK3), he can't help but hear the various noises of cars stopping at high speed in front of his house.

Under normal circumstances he might even stop what he was doing, and gloriously wheel his wheelchair over to the window to see the sources of the noises, maybe they were filming a movie. It was with this thought that he turned to the computer screen and returned to conquering the entire globe under a single empire.

If, he had looked out the window, he would have seen the impressive sight of half a dozen black cars, with men dressed in black getting out of the cars with RPGs being pointed directly at his window. Generally, or normally it would be strangely impossible to see these weapons in such numbers outside of conflict zones.

Nothing a few military connections can't fix. Put 1 plus 1 together and you can guess who was responsible for such madness, yes he must have finally gone mad. And if, just if, he was looking out the window he had time to save the game.

BAANNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Author's Note]= I intended to give him another ending, a better opportunity to get revenge, and overcome depression, but I thought it would take too long for the first chapter, so I decided to give him a quick death, and with that lesson let him learn never to play or spare his enemies...