Use or be used

(N / A: I am using a translator, there are probably errors, for example: in people's gender. If you are willing to help, you can become my editor, of course, if you like the story.)

"Ugh ..." A man groaned in pain.

He touched his forehead as he typed on his computer.

"Come on ... I'm almost done." He said desperately as he continued typing on his computer.

After a few seconds, He finally managed to relax.

"Hah, damn. I FINALLY FINISHED!" I exclaim with emotion. He passed the file that it cost him to write to a USB stick and left the room.

He walks to the office of what was probably his superior.

"Mr. Wang, I've already transcribed everything. Here." Said the man handing him the USB stick.

"Thanks," Wang said dryly. The man who transcribed everything seemed anxious.

"So ... will you give me a raise?" Asked the man.

"It depends. The chief supervisor must verify the file, and then be sent to headquarters." Wang said in a tired and annoyed tone.

"Ah okay!" The man exclaimed as he walked out of Wang's office.

The man who transcribed the file was a translator. He was in charge of translating various company documents into different languages. The man had a perfect memory, he was able to learn languages ​​in just hours. You could consider this as Eidetic memory, but it was much better than that.

The man was just starting in working life. He came from a lower-middle-class family. He aspired to one day become more than a lower-middle-class person. He wanted to be recognized and rich.

The only problem is that he was too naive. He entered the first job that offered him a lot of money, only to be a corporate slave. With his arrival, many were fired, since he could do things better than others, and he was also well versed in different languages.

The man thought this was good, that he was keeping the competition away, but nothing could be further from the truth ... He would stay in that position for the rest of his life.

***

The next day, he went to work like every day, only this day, he hoped that he would be promoted.

As soon as I entered the company, there was a great celebration. The man thought it was due to his promotion, so he immediately went to see his boss to thank him ... But it didn't turn out the way he wanted.

As soon as he entered the cubicles near Wang's office, he saw a giant sign that read, "Congratulations on your promotion, Zhao Wang!" As soon as the man read this, his hopes were destroyed.

Zhao Wang was the son of Chief Wang. Zhao Wang was also a translator but only spoke English.

"You surprised me, I thought you only knew how to speak English, but Russian, Japanese, Italian, and French? You are a genius!" Exclaimed one of the companions.

The man who devoted himself to writing in all those languages ​​had not been recognized for his work.

Full of fury, the disappointed man walked into Wang's office.

"WANG!" I exclaim furiously.

"I see you are here. The supervisor rejected your proposal, you do not have a promotion." Wang said in a sinic way.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT !? YOUR FUCKING SON TOOK THE CREDIT FOR MY WORK!" I exclaim once more.

"What are you talking about?" Asked Wang.

"WHAT !? MY FUCKING FILE!" I exclaim furiously.

"Huh? Isn't this your file?" Wang asked as he showed him a printed document.

The document was not the same as the one he had translated, it was not even spelled correctly.

It was in the English language, and it was lousy English.

"What the fuck are you talking about? This is the garbage your son wrote!" The severely annoyed man recriminated.

"Do you have proof?" Wang asked with a smile.

"Sure! The security cameras, the computer logs, and the graphic organizer! There is evidence everywhere!" Exclaimed the man.

"What are you talking about? The security cameras have been broken for a few months. The records are made from Zhao's computer just like the records from the graphic organizer." Wang said in an amused tone.

In a few seconds, the annoyed man realized that it was all true. His desk now had Zhao's name on it, the graphic organizer's record had been modified and now only Zhao's name was there, the security cameras were off.

He had been working here for a long time. He thought that at last he would take off and be recognized. That he would never be frowned upon or looked down upon, that they would finally recognize him.

I work hard for a promotion ...

BEAT

His heart began to pound.

Now there was a strange pain in his chest, this caused him to fall to the floor gripping his chest tightly. There was a distinct expression of pain on his face.

"Hah ... Shit-" Was the only thing he managed to say before he died.

Beyond the mortal world.

"They just played with me. Just empty promises. They ... They are scum, they only use others ... If I had one chance ... If I only had one more chance, I ... What am I saying? It was my Guilt, they were smarter. I was too naive, they played with the first law of life ... "They were the man's words, but he had not finished his monologue.

"If I am given another chance ... I will use them all." Unlike before, when he said this he said it calmly as if it were inherent.

"Impressive. I'll give you another chance, come on, join me and the others!" He said something like a deity. (N / A: Lol, mom I'm famous!)

Immediately after that, the man opened his eyes.

He was in a strange place, he was in a hospital. To one side of him was a lady, she seemed exhausted.

CHIRP

A door opened, only to reveal a man. He was big and had tired features.

The man was stunned seeing the man, who was no longer a man, now he was a boy ...

A boy of about 12 or 13 years of age.

"U-Ukake ..." moaned the man who had just walked through the door.

The boy, now known as Ukake was clearly shocked but snapped out of his stupor within seconds.

He tried to stand up, but he was skinny, and his body didn't seem to have energy.

He almost fell to the ground, but the big man helped him up.

"I'm glad you're fine." The man said as he burst into tears.

'This feeling ... I remember it but I don't know why.' Ukake thought.

Now he did not remember his family or anyone really, he only had the latent feelings of his previous life.

"Y-" Ukake pulled up to speak, but his vocal cords weren't working properly.

"You've been in a coma for three years, don't push yourself." Said the man.

"B-Bathroom," Ukake said as best he could.

"Ok." That was what the man said. He led him to the bathroom slowly, Ukake couldn't move properly.

As soon as he got to the bathroom, Ukake splashed water on his face. Now it was clear that this was not a dream.

The feelings that he had in his previous life came slowly, but there is something that he could remember perfectly.

The great catalog of anime that he had seen, and the promise he made when he arrived in this world.

He patted his face. "Don't show surprise, they only exist to screw you." He said out loud as he tried to use his vocal cords.

Ukake watched her face for a few seconds. 'Nothing special, maybe I have little sharp features, but nothing special. I have a pretty average appearance. ' Ukake thought before leaving the bathroom.