NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: Isekai Club
"Madam, it's time."
Sarah glanced at the suited man before turning her gaze back to the orphanage one last time. The place she built. The place she raised generations of children. Her expression held a trace of longing—memories of the past flickering through her mind.
She pulled out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and spoke a single word.
Boom.
The explosion ripped through the ancient structure, one of the oldest orphanages in history, reducing it to rubble. Debris rained down, dust clouds swallowing the remnants. A suited man swiftly stepped in front of Sarah, shielding her from stray fragments.
Then, she laughed.
A cold, hollow laugh that sent a shiver through the gathered men. They flinched but said nothing as she turned on her heel and strode toward the waiting hover car. One of the suited men opened the door, helping her inside. The vehicle hummed to life, lifting off the ground.
She watched the destruction below, eyes gleaming.
"Jack," she murmured.
Her personal assistant straightened. "Yes, Madam?"
"Can we destroy this entire city?"
Jack hesitated, glancing at her unreadable expression. He had served her long enough to know she wasn't joking. He checked the logistics before replying, voice carefully measured.
"It's possible, but there would be severe political consequences. Earth is already in decline—its value is low. Instead of destroying it outright, we could buy out the entire city and evacuate its people."
"Bla, bla, bla." Sarah waved a hand, cutting him off.
Then, her voice dropped. "Do it."
Jack tensed. "Madam, please reconsider—"
"I said do it."
Silence filled the hover car.
Jack inhaled sharply, then nodded. "Understood."
The road to the airport was long, stretching endlessly under the dim city lights. Sarah leaned back in her seat, watching the ruined skyline drift by—until something caught her eye.
A building with a massive, glowing sign: ISEKAI CLUB.
The name sparked something in her. Curiosity. Instinct. And Sarah never ignored her instincts—that's how she became the CEO of one of the largest satellite companies in existence.
"Stop the car," she ordered.
The hovercar slowed to a halt. One of the suited men glanced at her. She didn't need to say anything else.
The moment she stepped out, she noticed how alive this road was. People moving in and out of various establishments, neon lights flickering against the freshly paved streets. The Isekai Club building was multi-floored, its exterior looking freshly renovated. The glass panels and the entrance door had an odd sheen—something about them felt... off.
Her eyes flicked to the counter at the entrance. A digital sign hovered just above it:
GRAND OPENING IN 3 DAYS.
Sarah tilted her head slightly. Interesting.
She looked at one of her men. He got the message immediately, stepping forward and knocking on the door.
No response.
He tried the knob. Locked.
Without hesitation, he reached into his coat and pulled out a 45CP5 Cold Gun—a high-powered firearm, carrying 40 rounds of piercing shots.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Forty consecutive shots slammed into the door.
The result?
Not a single scratch.
The suited men stiffened. Sarah narrowed her eyes. Now that's unusual.
She took a slow breath before giving her next command. "Cancel my previous order."
Jack blinked. "Madam—?"
"Find out everything about this place. I want the full story by the end of the day."
Her gaze lingered on the club for a moment longer before she turned back toward the hovercar. As she settled into her seat, a smirk curled her lips.
"Change direction," she said.
"Where to?" Jack asked.
"Metro City," she said, stretching lazily. "It's time to say hello to my dear uncle."
A low chuckle escaped her lips.
"Uhuhuhuhu~"