Matthew Reynolds 25M(18 in Sim) [, Inbreeding, Hentai/Doujin Story Sim]

As I stared at the clock on my office desk the only thing I could think about was how bored I was. Why couldn't I be somewhere else? I don't think many people would have sympathy for my situation, though. Not with my money, my job, and my family name.

I was blessed to be born into the Reynolds family. That Reynolds family. The one led by patriarch Thomas Reynolds, the man who along with his business partner Kent Brooks created 'Brooks and Reynolds', one of the largest investment banks in the world. My family's net worth is now north of $40 billion billion now including a nice $10 billion as my own funds to mess around with. If I told you just how much the total assets our bank manages you wouldn't believe me. At just 25 I am now the VP of our growing cyber tech division and one day when the old man croaks I will take his spot. Needless to say, at the end of the world no one is shedding a tear for my boredom.

The whole thing is that this, all of this is pointless. Our company heard before most about the asteroid and I will say the reaction from the world was a bit startling. Even when those aliens showed up and gave us the simulation project there was more skepticism and to accept our situation. There was no crazy anarchy with rampant crime and people quitting their jobs and indulging in mass vice. At least not everyone and it was quelled after the first week or so. No, people kind of continued on working and living their normal lives. Maybe, they plan an extra special vacation just in case. Others thought that with enough prayer a miracle would stop the space rock and others thought we could shoot enough missiles or something at it and we could blow it up and be safe. None of that will help. In the next 6 months, we were all either going to be in that giant alien tech PC or we would be dead.

There is a kind of cosmic irony to my situation though. I know the end is coming and I might as well have all the money in the world, but none of that will save me and I still need to come into the office every weekday like before. Our investment bank was brought in to help with the US government and the UN on the simulation project with our expertise and massive control of private capital. We had a strict timeline and we needed whatever resources out there to get this thing done, even when it started to get tough finding just enough money to funnel into this project.

When things were getting dire, I was the one who did what needed to be done and aided LogiCum in getting involved in the whole thing. The cash they offered in exchange for some of the server space for whatever they are planning could be the difference between most of us getting uploaded into this thing or some very difficult questions on who deserves to be saved and who doesn't with a more limited amount of slots.

"Mr. Reynolds, you have the people here for your 11:30 AM meeting."

My secretary Linda snapped me back to reality. I pressed on my intercom and told her to let them in.