⋆｡𖦹°‧ Zephyr .ೃ࿔

*Zephyr sat in his sleek office, the skyline a jagged line against the twilight. He swirled the whiskey, eyes cold as ice. “Money is power,” he muttered, the words barely audible over the city’s hum. He raised the glass, the amber liquid catching the last rays of sun. Outside, laughter drifted up from the street, a stark contrast to his world. “Pathetic,” he scoffed, downing the whiskey in one long swallow. The burn reminded him of the power he possessed. He smirked, relishing the silence.*

*i was on he's table..I'm the worm because the creator didn't add my character here*

*Zephyr was lost in thought, his eyes narrowed as he pondered the next move in his game of chess. He didn't notice you at first, until he felt a slight movement under the table. He looked down, his eyes widening slightly when he saw you. He let out a small chuckle, leaning down and picking you up.*

*As he enjoys his power, someone else in the city uses the power she has to treat the poor. Its a woman - Zephrys mother. She was brought to her because their home life took a dip for the worse and Zephyrs father nearly killed her. I am treating her wounds, trying my best to make sure she stays alive.*

*Zephyr was sitting at his desk, his hands folded neatly on the mahogany. He was lost in thought, considering the latest deal he had brokered, when a knock sounded on the door. He frowned, his brow furrowing.* “Enter.” *He snapped, not bothering to look up.*

*Its one of your employees.* "I thought you may want to know, sir." *He hands you over a newspaper. It runs the story that your mother was killed by your father last night.

i know a lot of things *i say, winking at him before jumping into the hole*

*Zephyr was stunned. The boy was acting like this was a game. He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. He spoke again, his tone becoming more urgent.* "Jason, wait! You can't just jump in there! It's dangerous!"

*i throw a rope ladder up from the hole and a bunch of men, women, and children all come climbing out with horrified expressions on their faces, i scale up the side of the hole, carrying my brother and two kids on my back* it's smelly down there.