Kill the Sun

The two people from Solace, Ramona and Hera, sat back down and talked a bit amongst each other.

"You know her?" Nick whispered to Wyntor.

"They are the ones supplying us with the Arclights and the artificial lights for the cheap Containment Units," Wyntor answered without looking at him. "I've met Ramona a couple of times. If I didn't know her, we wouldn't be getting our light so cheaply."

Nick nodded.

He knew that Wyntor was always busy, but he never truly knew what he was doing.

Yet, whenever Nick saw the results of Wyntor's work, he was surprised.

Wyntor was making Dark Dream so much money without even producing any Zephyx!

Because of him, the lights were far cheaper.

Because of him, the Zephyx they were selling was selling for a higher price.

He was getting the Containment Units cheaply.

On top of that, Wyntor seemed to know so many important people and had a good relationship with them.

Lastly, Wyntor's family name was protecting Dark Dream from being ganged up on by several Manufacturers.

Dark Dream had required Wyntor to survive in the beginning, and that fact hadn't changed.

If Wyntor left Dark Dream, Dark Dream would most likely go bankrupt within the year.

The room was slowly filling up.

By now, there were eleven people in the meeting room.

However, the room had become even quieter than when there had only been three.

Except for the occasional greeting, no company talked to another one.

At most, the two people from one company were quietly whispering to each other.

"By the way, are you serious?" Wyntor asked.

"With what?" Nick asked back.

"With the Nick Nick thing," Wyntor said.

Nick scratched the back of his head. "Well, yeah. I noticed that everyone was introducing themselves with a first and last name, and I don't have a last name."

"It felt awkward to only introduce myself with my first name. What if one of them thinks I'm trying to come onto them?"

Wyntor blinked a couple of times in confusion.

"Okay, but why Nick Nick?" Wyntor asked.

Nick smiled helplessly. "I had to come up with a last name on the spot, and then I remembered that I accidentally introduced myself with my first name twice when talking to the Spartans."

"If I suddenly used another last name, wouldn't they think that I made a joke of them? That might be troublesome for Dark Dream!"

"So, I just ran with it."

"But it's not that bad. I also gave myself my first name."

Wyntor looked at Nick with a complicated expression. "You gave yourself your own name?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Nick asked.

"Not sure," Wyntor answered. "I don't think so."

Nick scratched his chin before shrugging. "Well, when I was ten and lost my memory, I started to live on the streets and came into contact with others."

"I worked with a couple of them, and they wanted to know my name, and I just told them that I didn't have one."

"After that, they started to call me the nameless one as a joke, and I told them that I was getting embarrassed since they all kept calling each other by their nicknames instead of their full names."

"So, they started to call me literally Nickname," Nick said.

Wyntor looked at Nick.

He could tell where this was going.

"But Nickname was so long that they eventually just shortened it to Nick, and in the end, I started to introduce myself to others as Nick."

"So, yeah. That's why I'm Nick."

Nick scratched the back of his neck. "Or Nick Nick now, I guess."

Wyntor just took a deep breath.

A couple of seconds of silence passed.

"I'll get a form from the city for a name change. Until now, I simply kept the field for your last name empty," Wyntor said.

Nick nodded in embarrassment.

He also wasn't the biggest fan of the new Nick Nick thing.

But he had already committed.

A minute later, the doors opened again, and two more people entered.

Those two wore silver uniforms, and the symbol on their chest was of a ball with a scratch.

They were from Gemini.

Surprisingly, the two that entered looked almost identical, except for some slight differences in their hairstyles.

They both had long silver hair, and they both seemed to be in their early 30s.

They were obviously identical twins.

The two of them greeted the other companies before they focused on Nick and Wyntor.

"Mindy Wunder, CEO of Gemini," one of them said to them.

"Cindy Wunder, CZE of Gemini," the other one said.

Wyntor stood up, and Nick did the same shortly after.

"Wyntor Melfion, CEO of Dark Dream," he said respectfully.

"Nick Nick, CZE of Dark Dream," Nick said.

The two from Gemini didn't offer a handshake, and they just looked at the two of them with a bit of confusion and disgust.

They looked like they were a bit offended that Nick and Wyntor were here.

In the end, the two from Gemini just walked over to their seats and quietly sat down.

Wyntor and Nick sat back down.

Wyntor didn't seem different from before, but Nick furrowed his brows.

He felt a bit disrespected.

But in the end, he could only sigh.

'Those two should be Experts. They actually don't need to offer a handshake. Their power is worlds apart from ours.'

Then, Nick looked at Wyntor.

'Or, more specifically, mine. Wyntor still has his family. I don't.'

At that moment, a concerned expression appeared on Nick's face.

'Family.'

'Do I have one?'

'Did I have one?'

'I mean, I must have had one.'

'But they probably died when we accidentally came into contact with the Null.'

'At least, that's what Albert thinks what happened.'

Nick sighed.

'It doesn't matter anymore.'

Eventually, the door to the meeting room opened, and Nick saw another two people enter.

Based on the emblem and the color of the uniforms, they were from Ghosty's Lab.

Surprisingly, as one of the two saw Nick, their eyes lit up in recognition.