Chapter 18. The richest man on, Earth

I moved out of the classroom, heading towards the restroom. There was a stair leading down to the restroom.

On my way I found three spoilt brats like me smoking. When I saw them, I knew they had something fishy… I tried my possible best to avoid them because I didn't want to be known as a tyrant on my first day of university. I walked past them and entered the toilet.

In less than two minutes, I was done. I came out heading back to class. As I walked past them again, I heard a voice “Hey, you come back here and greet us". I knew it was coming from one of them me. So I turned back with a confident smile and as I turned back, my face met with a punch.

I held my face in pain, “kneel" one of them said but I resisted while holding my face in pain. Then I felt something heavy in my stomach and I screamed while looking my hands away from my face to my stomach with confusion.

As I was holding my painful stomach, I felt a push from behind and I fell to the ground. I tried to stand up but I felt something on top of me, mashing my head to the grown. Before I knew it, a series of punches, landed on my face, I was weak to defend myself. So weak that I started hating myself.

They disfigured me, blood was oozing out of my nose, and my face was swollen. I was suffering. When they were done, they stood up and threw whatever they were smoking at me and left. I was laying down like a piece of trash, unable to move my body. I was praying for a good Samaritan to come to my aid.

Unfortunately, I felt someone passing without stopping to help me. If only my siblings were here, I knew they would have looked for me and even gone as far as attacking those scumbags. I was ashamed of myself and felt miserable.

After a few minutes, I saw a huge figure standing before me. “What are you doing here?" from his intonation, I could tell this guy was a pure Russian.

I couldn't even reply to him and he noticed I was too weak to reply to him. He bent down, raised me and placed me on his shoulders and he carried me to the car park. When he located my car, he checked my pocket for the key, he opened it and led me inside the car.

He even went back to look for my bag. Within me, my thoughts were, how did he know my car and even my bag.

~ ~ /Well, you do find out later/ ~ ~

I waited for him to bring back my bag and when he did, he gave it to me and left immediately. That was so shocking. I stayed in the car for up to two hours before I recuperated after that, I drove home.

This incident turned me into something else, — self-hatred. From that day on, hatred beclouded my heart, and I promised revenge. I reported it to my parents and they promised to report it to the school authorities.

And when it was reported to the school authorities, they replied they couldn't do anything. When I heard the school authority reply that, I was perplexed. I understood that my parents didn't have the whole world at their feet as I thought. I felt weak and I promised myself never to feel that weak again.

Later on, I found out that, the parents of those kids were richer and more influential than my parents. I kind of felt what my classmates were going through in my hands during my high school days but at that point, that was the least of my worries. I was embittered and only revenge could appeal to my heart.

I had to stay home for weeks for the injury to heal. It was more painful because the money I was supposed to be getting for attending school was not going to come through.

After second thought, I decided to be richer and more influential than anyone who lived on this surface, Earth.

When I resumed back to school, the first thing I did was go after one of those guys who beat me up. I left the class and headed to where they were. I had a face mask with me.

Luckily, only one of them was there. I quickly put on the mask and walked toward him. He saw me and he was afraid. He even tried to run but I was quicker than him as I hold his cloth and dragged him to the ground.

I didn't care, all I wanted was to give him a taste of his own medicine. When he got to the floor, I came on him and supplied a serious amount of blows on his face. So many blows that my fist was hurting, but still, I wasn't willing to stop.

When I noticed that he might die, I stood up and rolled him under the stairs. Then I entered the restroom, with the mask still on. I washed my hands which were filled with blood. After that, I came out and saw that he was in the same state, I was in last month, and joy filled my heart.

I took off the mask and trashed it before entering the class.

That day was one of the most iconic days of my life, I felt fulfilled.

The rest of my university days went on well till the last year I was to spend in the university.

We were through with lectures, and I headed to the parking. When I was walking I could perceive the aroma of cocaine. I thought cocaine was a prohibited substance yet I was smelling it all around. It then came to my mind that, there were students who took this stuff in school and they did it without the school authorities knowing about it.

I got to the garage and the smell of the cocaine became stronger. I went to my car and stood beside it to check if anyone was snuffing it. But as I looked around, I couldn't see anyone, yet I was sure that there was someone or a set of people around taking it.

I gave up as I entered my car and decided not to use the Aircon. I decided to enjoy nature air so as I wind down the glass, you wouldn't believe what I saw. It came as a shock to me, I couldn't believe my eyes.

My eyes widened in shock and I wanted to shout, but I quickly covered my mouth, because if I did shout, I wouldn't have been alive today to tell you this story...