Re-Birth of a Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Grivon went into his personal room as he downed one glass of wine after another.

He couldn't handle the stress.

It has been four days and the Blue Cloaks that went away didn't return, but the communication he maintained with the clan gave him a clear idea. Some of his subordinates are dead because of the 'virus' and for some reason, they are not really willing to believe that this is not some kind of virus and someone is trying to kill them and it seems like the other party is making sure that it looked like a virus as he killed a few of the subordinates of other people.

On top of that, he managed to find the location of the two other blue cloaks and they are not really hiding. They are in some regular place they used to visit and Grivon immediately understood how spoiled they have become.

They are clearly thinking that he is some kind of soft persimmon they can push around as they like. They just feel so self-important because of all the privileges that Grivon has given them over the years and now they are thinking that they are too great that Grivon had to go and beg them to come back.

But he doesn't care anymore.

He understood that the Blue Cloaks are really crossing the lines too much and they don't see that Grivon is their boss and they need to obey him.

Anyway, the two of them are not the strongest or the weakest, but they have the potential, so Grivon showed some extra attention to them, but now that he came back to his senses he didn't bother to go and inflate their ego anymore.

He couldn't help but feel like he is being crushed by some grindstones.

Just a few days ago, he was on top of the world. He had launched two new business ventures, made a lot of money, and trumped over two of his competitors all the while destroying some of the core organizations of Sivan.

He was supposed to celebrate his triumph, all of his brothers and sisters from the clan are extremely envious of him but now felt lost.

All the reasons for his frustrations are not his enemies, but his subordinates, who he had nurtured and cared for over years.

While he was feeling like shit, Sam finished the preparations that needs to be made in the past four days.

This time, it didn't take that long for him to prepare because the design of the formation itself was just some modification of the formation he used back in the Redmatter planet.

It is extremely easy and he doesn't need too much energy because he could use the space gate formation for his benefit.

After the whole project was completed, Sam relaxed for a while before going back to the research.

On that day, Grivon got the news that one of the blue cloaks staying outside was dead and the remaining party barely managed to escape.

He is currently moving towards the stray realm.

Grivon started drinking more and more as he made his way towards Sam.

Sam was surprised as he looked at Grivon's intoxicated expression, he is completely drunk and it seems like he didn't use the spiritual energy to clear himself of the alcohol.

It looked like he really wanted to get drunk.

Sam chuckled and made him sit down.

"Why are you getting drunk? Are you feeling betrayed because of your subordinates?"

"Why? I don't even have the right to feel down?"

"Of course, you have a right to do a lot of things, but don't you think you have brought this upon yourselves? There is no point in feeling down now."

"Yeah, that's really helping Sam? I never thought you are so good at consoling. I guess you forgot to brag about it while you were bragging about the rest of things."

Sam smiled with an amused expression as he asked.

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean what's wrong? Your constant bragging is what's wrong. Since the day you came here, you kept on bragging about yourself. You were so arrogant. You kept on saying, 'I can do this 'I can do that I am this good' 'nobody is better than me' What is with that attitude man? Do you really think you are all-powerful, all-knowing God?"

Sam's smile widened as he looked at Grivon who is slumping on the chair and lazily pointed his finger at Sam while questioning.

"So, what if I am bragging? I am backing up my talk right?"

"Of course, you are doing it, the businesses for defense artifacts is booming. Do you know that I saw my sister bash her associate with a vase because they cannot think of a solution? I felt so bad."

"For the associate?"

"No, for the cleaner. The vase broke into very tiny shards, it would take forever to pick them all up."

Sam rolled his eyes and looked at him.

"What do you want Grivon?"

"I don't know what I want. I am supposed to be happy, but why did I become like this? I am happy because of your help, but now I am feeling sad because of you too. It is because of you, that those blue cloaks got jealous.

If you hadn't bragged so much about yourself, I wouldn't have yapped about you in front of them and I wouldn't have made them jealous and I wouldn't have had this plight now. What should I do now? I am about to lose two of my most competent men and I cannot do anything about it."

Sam just smiled as he looked at Grivon.

He liked Grivon a bit, that is why he is constantly giving out advice. There was once a young man he met with the same ambitions as grivon but he was also a bit too pure for the rotten world. Both of them are a bit too idealistic and they didn't think of the worst of the people when they need to.

If there is any other person in Grivon's place even if it was the brothers and sisters of the clan, they would have simply taken advantage of Sam because of his plight. After all, they don't know Sam's full story, so they wouldn't believe that he would be able to survive the Mari clan and they are bound to demand a lot more from Sam even if they wouldn't get it.

But Grivon asked just for partnership and in a fair way which he shouldn't have done, even after Sam came here, he gave him too much freedom. If it was anyone else, they would have demanded Sam and guilt-tripped him if they have to, to get the required information.

He could have done a lot of things.

But Grivon is just too soft, he gave too much freedom to the people and he was too dependent on them and the main problem here is the Gaja Clan.

After all, Sam gave enough freedom to his researchers and his subordinates, apart from the basic rules on their etiquette, he doesn't have many restrictions on them, but when Sam gives out a word, they would drop everything and work for him. They wouldn't dare to act all spoiled with him.

The cheekiest one of them all, the Saber Monarch doesn't even act like that in front of him and when Sam is around, he even keeps his playboy act in check.

Kiran is too proud, but he acts meek and Sam simply made him a mole in many places completely ignoring his swordsmanship, but he still does it even after some complaining.

It is not just because Sam is their boss, but it is mostly because, Sam is self-made, he managed to bring them to be his employees by himself without any extra help, but in Grivon's case, the most important resource that helped him get to work for him is his status of the young master of Gaja Clan which he didn't obtain by working for it.

And with his loose strictness, the situation just turned out to be like this.

"What should I do Sam? Tell me, how to resolve this. You are bragging so much from the start, so brag a bit more and slip in some advice in the middle."

Sam just smiled and didn't reply for his drunken yapping.

"I just got the news that one of the two blue cloaks outside is dead and the remaining guy just sent the news confirming that your theory is correct and is escaping towards the stray realm. Tell me what should I do now? Once again, brag away with your advice."

"You don't have to do anything. Just sit back and relax."

"Relax? Why? Why should I relax? Would you relax if you are in my place? I think I should bring out y secret forces. There are some really good guys hidden away from even the blue cloaks, once they are here, I would feel safe."

He almost took out his token in a drunken stupor, but Sam stopped him and said.

"I said you can relax, just relax. We are prepared."