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There are many mysteries and many legends on this "our" blue planet, many of them true according to some, all of them false, according to others. What will be reported below is the melting point where they all intersect, reality and supposed fiction, theory and practice, this is the story of Jonathan King, a man who dreamed of the imaginable and made it reality, through his scientific projects, making him a multimillionaire of the technology industry, leaving all the other big companies behind. The fact that he had the last name King made him feel like one. He was seen by many as an arrogant narcissist, who only looked at his own navel and the material goods he acquired, all other subjects were fantasies of unoccupied minds. But everything was about to change.
Jonathan is a tall man with eighty-five feet tall, athletic body not too big, not too dry, dark eyes, short dark hair with three-quarter scratch, beard-tating. At the age of nineteen he graduated from the famous MIT school with top marks, having been considered a genius, began raining proposals to keep his services. But the young Jonathan, he was very ambitious, it was not enough for him to work for anyone, he had proved to everyone that he was the best and this made him start his own company, with the help of his no less eccentric grandfather, the British millionaire Allistair King. Together they created a mega technological consortia where they were able to create all kinds of contraptions that until then only existed in science fiction stories: Military exoskeletons that allowed soldiers to move through the air without the aid of aircraft, exoskeletons for people who had lost mobility in the limbs to move as if they were healthy. But the most impressive piece of all his creations was a gauntlet that allowed his user to control everything from computers to aircraft, through all existing electronic systems or even storing in it a military exoskeleton in black and red tones, his greatest pride. The idea for the creation of this armor had appeared to him in dreams and even without realizing what use it would be in our world Jonathan created it, but never showed it to anyone, this secret he kept well guarded by seven keys.
By the age of thirty-eight, Jonathan had become a collector, collected cars, houses, boats, motorcycles, airplanes, unique and rare pieces of art or archaeology, something he had inherited from his grandfather, or female conquests. Every day, pink sites got him a new girlfriend, because of his appearances at parties and events, always with a different woman, which earned him the nickname that made him laugh at Tech Playboy, some even said that he had invented new s****l equipment and that at his parties were with robots which was not completely a lie , perhaps except for the robot part. One day, during one of these parties, Jonathan received the inopportune visit of two Puritan missionaries who wanted to save his soul but eventually lost theirs, because they lived everything they allegedly condemned doing from alcohol to stimulants, the poor missionaries still had the right to know how a man feels when they saw his prostate stimulated by another man or to be sodomized by a stunning blonde with a huge vibrator tied to her waist. Follies behind s****l follies constantly experienced with men and women did not complete him, and Jonathan King was one lonely man that lived in the hope of finding great love, despite his great passion being a woman named Mia Colson, the youngest daughter of Orton Colson, an American philanthropist, married to his best friend Jack Stormson.
Jonathan's grandfather, Allistair King, was not satisfied with these adventures. The old King, as he was nicknamed by many, had raised his grandson after the disappearance of his parents, something that many swallowed to be true, but others doubted, because when Allistair appeared with his grandson, it was not known that he had ever had a wife, let another son or daughter, but the birth certificate said yes, that this offspring existed. Only the Old King knew the truth and how much he had paid to forge the birth certificates of four people. Allistair had made his fortune through his books and archaeological finds, it was said that only two tons of gold had been found that had been hidden from the authorities and only one fifth of the amount had been given to museums, but his great discovery had been made in an excavation in South America, more specifically in the sss rainforest.
Allistair had gone after a legend he had heard a few years earlier when he was in Brazil for a natural history congress. The natives spoke of a portal to other dimensions, there were some oral stories on this subject, but little was known about it, some said that this portal was in a pyramid of an ancient civilization, others said it was in a cave, it was also said that it was of alien origin, others said it was a wild goose chase . When it came to running after legends no one could say that Allistair had ever failed, all the legends he had pursued were real and financially very rewarding. In relation to this legend specifies the only thing that is known is that Allistair this disappeared for ten years and when he returned he brought in his arms little Jonathan.