Everyone wants a genius, He wasn't. A genius or even a gifted or above average are rare. But only thing defining it cannot be one, other than Intelligence, there are other factors as well. Suck as Luck.
"You name is Hailing. Vast as an Ocean."
I didn't understoond anything. How could I? I was 3 when my former parents finally decided my name.
Then I was 5, I didn't know much thing but I realised one thing.
"Oh god, is this your luck? You correctly gave answer to these MCQs of Bachlor course?"
"Of course that's luck. But he is actually genius too. Hey tell me what's 6549 plus 2374?"
I say whatever I feel like. They name is gut feeling. I started calling it luck, because that's where I excel.
"8897"
"Oh god you just missed it by 1 but that was still quick?"
Oh I made a silly mistake. Though I didn't really calculated anything at all. Why should I? I've known enough that that the very first thing brain thinks which commonly is gut feeling is mostly correct and it's not rare to have this.
It's just that my luck enhances it as well as the situations around me. Can I count it as my mental type superpower?
My luck was too much. But this luck itself wasn't really lucky.
"We will take you home for now."
I got new parents. My old ones left me in orphanage for a reason only I know and can feel.
"Ok."
These new parents don't know why someone would left a kid this genius and lucky. They really liked to call me a genius and lucky seperately, all while me knowing I'm genius because I'm lucky and not lucky because I'm genius. To be precise I'm not genius at all. But my luck surpasses any logic.
But only I know. I'm not depressed or anything, I just left it.
This is me. And I'm enjoying it quite a bit.
At 6, I solved high school questions and my luck kept increasing. And I kept tangled up things I shouldn't be.
By 7 I finally started my school. Normal children come here at 6. But parents thought it would be better to let me join later and not early to have better academic score, since school allowed 7 years old too.
"You love cards?"
I learned so many weird things on my own. Cards, blocks, gestures ectera.
....
"You are boss' son?"
Overtime, I developed superior acting skills to prevent my doom by my own weird Luck.
"Work for me."
Eventually, misfortune of Luck came running to me. My parents kinda sold me and went abroad. Though I still live with my grandma.
"Do it like this and not like this."
I made so many friends in school from all grades. Cia and Ark were the strangest ones I've ever seen. Naturally I also became like them to some extent.
Soon I met more and more people and wondered if I got space or reality bending power to have situation like such,
"Teach me then."
Shortly after joining something called Gangster's Paradise and becoming second main master, I started following Sir Kyosake. He is also a kid, a teenager. But he doesn't rely on his luck. His luck is bad.
But after meeting him I came on a conclusion, Luck doesn't multiply but adds up. If two badluck guys meet, they are doomed with 2x badluck. And if two goodluck guys meet they are fortunate to be together. Being with Sir Kyosake, brings me to neutral and him to some lower negative. It's complicated.
He is a genius far beyond imagination. Sometimes I even try to compare Cia and Sir Kyosake, by age and quality, Sir Kyosake still stands out.
"You seeing this?"
Prof. Trillion is a companion to Sir Kyosake who often takes me to places. Recently we burned down a whole clan in southern hemisphere.
Prof. Trillion is a bit weird too. Sometimes he randomly starts grievance. Maybe he misses something. I heard him say 'son' once. By his age of course he is married and might have a lost son maybe.
I wonder what my new parents are doing.
"Let's go on a trip!"
And now I'm here on a trip friends on the occasion of Cia's Birthday.
But I can't shake the feeling that someone is looking at me. Oh I get it, it's the animals around here right?
....
[Destiny: not coded yet.]
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"There are things we need to do and thing we don't need to do."
"Someone's wish can do the things that many don't want to."
Two guys in white robe read this on a board that is hanged above a door.
This is a place where nothing really can exist.
A place beyond any dimension or subspace. This is where travellers live.
"Is sir at home?"
One of them asked the guard standing outside the door of a floating castle.
"Maybe. But he said not let anyone in for now."
"I see. But you know his 'for now' can destroy timelines? How much do we need to wait?"
"Your business cannot be more important than his work surely. Or do you want to talk more?"
After hearing this both are now hesitatant.
"Uh no. If Leaders name accidentally slip out of my mouth I'll be cursed by gluttony."
"Yeah so wait. And address him as usual, The Architecture of Time."
Inside the room, in dress of a knight in white, Architecture of Time is looking at a open window which is showing the vision of current ongoing earth.
"It's so fascinating.... Maybe I'll visit it one last time before destroying it."
Then he looked up in the space and his eyebrow twitched a bit. He is confused.
Someone gambled on that? Really? It's similar to giving birth to Cia though. Why would anyone do something like that again in outer d*#* ? Anyways, it's their headache then. That place never had been too good.
After thinking that, he left the room and disappeared in the dark.