Evening draped itself lazily over Charlestown when Steven pulled into the driveway of Crimson Hills Villa. The Porsche Cayenne purred to a stop beside an already impressive lineup of machinery: his Aston Martin Valour's matte finish caught the faint gold of sunset; the Mercedes Maybach glistened like poured silver; the BMW M8 Gran Coupe sat sleek and stealthy; the Starion rested like a quiet predator.
And now—two new beasts joined the collection. The McLaren Speedtail and Bentley Mulliner W12 stood freshly delivered, their engines still warm from the transport truck.
Steven stepped out, arms full of shopping bags, and couldn't help but exhale a quiet breath.
A boy from a struggling restaurant family… now owning a driveway that looked like a billionaire's showroom.
He didn't linger on it long. Luxury was a tool, not the destination.
He carried the bags inside and set everything down neatly, ready to finish the last preparations before leaving for AIISA. He still had one more important task to do today.
Steven called his parents first, dropping by briefly to hand each of them a brand-new iPhone.
"Steven… again?" his mother, Natalie, sighed, though her smile betrayed her delight.
"Technology moves fast," Steven shrugged. "Better you keep up."
His father grunted approvingly before muttering,"Just don't forget who taught you how to hold a screwdriver."
Steven laughed. He didn't stay long—they'd see him off tomorrow anyway.
Then came his second destination. Virelion Boarding School.
The campus was pristine and orderly, framed by maple trees and the sound of young voices echoing from dorm courtyards. Lily spotted him immediately.
"Brother!!" she practically bounced toward him.
Steven's lips softened. "Hey, troublemaker."
He handed her the shopping bags.
She peeked inside—and froze.Her eyes widened at the lineup: a MacBook Pro, iPad, iPhone, AirPods, a delicate women's luxury watch, and four designer outfits folded neatly in pristine transparent wrapping.
"Brother… what's the occasion? THIS.. Did I miss my birthday? Or did YOU hit your head?"
Steven snorted."No occasion. I just thought you'd like them."
"But… all of this?!" Lily sputtered. "I can't accept—"
"It's a parting gift," Steven cut in gently. "I'm leaving for AIISA tomorrow. I won't be around to soil you every day… Study hard and be happy."
Her expression melted into something fragile and warm. She stepped forward and hugged him tight.
"I'll study hard," she mumbled against his chest. "So you better do amazing things too."
Steven ruffled her hair softly. "I plan to."
They sat on a bench for a while, talking — her classes, dorm gossip, his upcoming move, and what AIISA might be like. When he eventually stood to leave, Lily gave him one last stubborn, proud look.
"Go show them what a Blake can do."
Back at Crimson Hills Villa, the moonlight filtered gently through the large windows of Steven's room. His bed was buried beneath a mountain of new clothing, still-folded shirts, fresh jackets, neatly wrapped hoodies, and stacks of gift boxes.
Steven moved with his usual efficient grace — selecting outfits, fitting them into his luggage, arranging chargers, gadgets, toiletries. He slid four unopened iPhone boxes into his suitcase as well: one for emergencies, the others intended for future uses he had yet to define.
A smaller backpack was prepared separately — iPad, laptop, high-spec pen tablet, wireless keyboard, sketchbook, and a slim organizer case for important ID cards and documents.
Two hours later, everything sat ready.
The excitement was there — a quiet pulse beneath his ribs. But beneath that excitement was anticipation. The awareness that AIISA was not just a school — it was a battlefield disguised as an academy.
A place where future titans would collide.
Steven sat on the edge of his bed, taking in the stillness.
Tomorrow, life would change again.
It was nearly midnight. Steven quietly muttered, "System Panel"
A faint holographic panel shimmered into existence, bathing the room in cool blue light. Steven leaned back, eyes narrowing in focus as he scrolled through the System Store.
Endless lists. Cutting-edge tech from worlds far ahead of this one. Medical marvels. Energy solutions. Transportation breakthroughs. Artificial intelligence architectures. Quantum Computers. It was all there.
And Steven... He was searching for something — inspiration, a spark that could serve as his next foothold in the technological world. Something that would not just earn him profit, but reshape the global market.
And then he saw it.
Futuristic Transparent Smartphone — Model: Aeternum X1 Cost: 10 SP Tech Blueprint (Hardware + OS Architecture): 90 SP Total: 100 SP
Steven clicked the purchase without hesitation.
A flash — and suddenly, a sleek glass-like slab materialized on the table beside him.
He picked it up.
It was weightless. Cool. Elegant. Almost unreal — a device so advanced it felt like holding a piece of the future itself.
The screen lit up with an impossibly smooth animation — a minimal, transparent UI that followed his eye movements with perfect precision.
In privacy mode, the glass went matte for anyone but him.In full display mode, it appeared transparent, even though its light refraction system cleverly hid internal components behind layered photonic film.
A battery life rated in weeks. Dual-charging via wireless and integrated solar cells.Cameras rivaling high-grade DSLRs.Storage: 512GB, expandable via micro-quantum partitioning.OS: A next-gen architecture even superior to Eva OS — superior in speed, stability, and intelligence.
Steven turned the device in his hand.
"This… is impossible with current manufacturing," he murmured.
But impossible now didn't mean impossible forever.
He dove into the blueprint — page after page of advanced materials, algorithms, layered circuitry using nanophotonics far beyond modern fabrication abilities.
Even so… If he scaled it back, reinterpreted the design with current tech… if he adapted this OS into a mobile variant of Eva OS…
He could create a phone that would flip the entire market upside down. A splash that may create a tsunami. And Steven loved such splashes.
A flagship that would redefine a generation.
He set the device down, eyes sharp with a familiar fire.
"This will be the next step."
A revolutionary smartphone built on the foundation of this blueprint?
He could do that. And AIISA would be the perfect place to begin.
Steven leaned back, hands folded behind his head as the night settled firmly over Crimson Hills.
Tomorrow, he would step into the gates of AIISA. Tonight, he laid another brick of his empire.
A new chapter was already unfolding.