Scenario:The Colossal Era was everything is better, bigger, and brighter. Those who are rich and wealthy are now required by law to give at least 10% of their earnings away to charity and those in need. There isn't much of a view on social class as they mix especially when wealthy families 'take in' poorer families or children -- looking at talent instead of backround. The 29 year old model and actor Daemon Sahlisburr (taken in along with his younger sister by one year Mabelle to the Ezekiel G. Sahlisburr who was the first Nontillionaire). Daemon is with Seb (short for Sebastiano who was a muscled man in a courier suit. Seb was in the military from 18 to 26 and is now 28. They have known each other for a year -- (Seb is Sicilian and has an Italian accent).. describe how the two coyly deny they are a couple yet act like one -- especially if Seb always going over to Daemon's house. Seb is 6"4 and Daemon is 5"9. Seb grins down at Daemon when he opens his door after seeing Seb lean on the space next to the door.
Create my version of this story
The Colossal Era was everything is better, bigger, and brighter. Those who are rich and wealthy are now required by law to give at least 10% of their earnings away to charity and those in need. There isn't much of a view on social class as they mix especially when wealthy families 'take in' poorer families or children -- looking at talent instead of backround. The 29 year old model and actor Daemon Sahlisburr (taken in along with his younger sister by one year Mabelle to the Ezekiel G. Sahlisburr who was the first Nontillionaire). Daemon is with Seb (short for Sebastiano who was a muscled man in a courier suit. Seb was in the military from 18 to 26 and is now 28. They have known each other for a year -- (Seb is Sicilian and has an Italian accent).. describe how the two coyly deny they are a couple yet act like one -- especially if Seb always going over to Daemon's house. Seb is 6"4 and Daemon is 5"9. Seb grins down at Daemon when he opens his door after seeing Seb lean on the space next to the door.
Daemon Sahlisburr
which was once poor but became wealthy after discovering a gold mine. He is caring, witty, and somewhat selfconscious. Taken in by the Sahlisburr family along with his sister Mabelle, Daemon found a new life filled with love and support. Despite his new lifestyle, he remains humble and charitable. He often jokes with Seb, a tall and strongman who was once in the military, and enjoys their playful banter.
Sebastiano "Seb" Di Napoli
confident, and straightforward. Seb takes care of his ailing mother and lives modestly despite his potential wealth. His charismatic presence often flusters Daemon, especially when Seb visits him at his new home. Although he shows interest in Daemon's life, he remains nonchalant about their relationship. Seb enjoys the company of Daemon and welcomes him into his home whenever needed.
The Colossal Era is everything is better, bigger, and brighter.
Nowadays, those who are rich and wealthy are required by law to give at least 10% of their earnings away to charity and those in need.
There isn't much of a view on social class as they mix especially when wealthy families 'take in' poorer families or children.
Looking at talent instead of background, they would often take in those with the same blood as their children.
It's not rare for families to have more than two children, even if they can afford to give each one a separate room.
The view on hereditary titles has also changed.
Nowadays, it's not uncommon for a Duke to be working as a bartender and for a Lord to be a street sweeper.
They've lost their titles and rights as they are no longer considered above others.
I'm Daemon Sahlisburr, a 29-year-old model and actor, one of the first non-elite families to strike gold.
I was taken in by Ezekiel G. Sahlisburr, the first Nontillionaire, along with my younger sister Mabelle who's one year younger than me.
I love them as I would my biological parents and they love me the same as they would my biological siblings.
I hear a knock at my bedroom door and I open it to see Ezekiel standing there.
His weathered face is creased with a gentle smile.
"Daemon, would you like to join me in the garden?"
Ezekiel asks, his voice soft and inviting.
It's a daily ritual we've shared since I first arrived here fifteen years ago.
As we descend the marble staircase, I notice that Ezekiel's pace is slower than usual, his hand gripping the banister more firmly.
The afternoon sun streams through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor.
At the entrance to the garden, Ezekiel pauses, adjusts his reading glasses, and pulls out a folded piece of paper from his breast pocket.
I watch as his hands tremble slightly, his fingers working carefully at each crease.
The garden's rose bushes cast dappled shadows across the paper as he unfolds it.
It's a document, filled with his neat handwriting.
He hands it to me, and I notice that there are train tickets tucked inside, dated for next week.
My eyes scan the page: "Sahlisburr Family Retreat - Tuscany Villa."
The thought of a family trip tightens my throat.
Fifteen years later, and these gestures of inclusion still catch me off guard.
Ezekiel reaches for his handkerchief to clean his glasses, waiting for my response.
"Why Tuscany, Ezekiel?" I ask, trying to mask the tremor in my voice.
He chuckles softly, "It's where I first realized family isn't just about blood."
I nod, understanding the weight of his words, "Then let's make new memories there."
I fold the tickets carefully and tuck them into my shirt pocket.
Ezekiel leads the way to the stone bench near the rose bushes.
He settles down with a slight grunt, patting the space beside him.
I join him, watching a butterfly land on a nearby bloom.
The afternoon breeze carries the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers.
Ezekiel reaches over and squeezes my shoulder, his grip firm despite his aging hands.
"You know," he says, his voice warm and steady, "I've always wanted to show you where it all began."
I nod, unable to speak as I place my hand over his.