You are a privileged young person. You always were, and maybe you always will be. But the universe is no respecter of privilege, as you discovered when your family was killed in a car crash. Most of all you miss you big sister, she was your muse throughout your childhood, your gold standard. - Just recently you’re aloof and reclusive Grandfather also discovered what lies beyond the veil, leaving you, as his last direct descendant, in line to inherit his company. While you wait for someone to appear and hand it you, on a plate so to speak, you continue with your, to be frank, rather pleasant life.
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