Dev had always believed one thing.
Money decided dignity.
On a humid afternoon, Dev stood silently inside a brightly lit bank lobby, the air smelling of polished marble and artificial freshness. Around him, people in suits discussed investments worth millions, their voices calm, confident—like the world belonged to them.
He clenched his fists.
"Sir, your balance is insufficient."
The words were polite, rehearsed, and sharp enough to pierce straight into his chest.
Dev looked at the counter screen.
Balance: $213.47
The loan officer didn't sneer, didn't mock him openly—but the slight tightening of her lips said everything.
"Your credit score doesn't qualify for this loan," she continued. "You may try again after improving your financial status."
Improve.
Dev almost laughed.
He had worked overtime for three months straight. No weekends. No holidays. He skipped meals, ignored illness, and smiled through humiliation. And still, the world told him he wasn't qualified to borrow money to survive.
Behind him, someone scoffed.
"A loan of fifty thousand?" a man in a tailored suit muttered loudly. "If you don't have money, don't come to a bank. You're wasting everyone's time."
A few people chuckled.
Dev turned, but the man had already walked past him, phone pressed to his ear, casually discussing a business deal worth millions. To people like that, Dev wasn't even human—just background noise.
Dev walked out of the bank.
The sun was blinding. Cars sped past him, their engines roaring like beasts that belonged to another world. Glass skyscrapers reflected wealth, power, and success—everything Dev didn't have.
He leaned against a streetlight and closed his eyes.
"So this is life," he murmured. "No money… no voice."
At that moment—
DING!
A sound echoed directly inside his mind.
Dev stiffened.
Before he could panic, a calm, feminine voice spoke—cold, mechanical, yet strangely dignified.
[God of Wealth System detected compatible host.]
[Binding in progress…]
Dev's heart slammed violently.
"What…?" he whispered.
The world around him seemed to slow. Street noise faded, colors dulled, and a translucent golden interface unfolded before his eyes.
[Binding complete.]
[Welcome, Host Dev.]
Dev stared.
The interface was real. Too real.
[You have awakened the God of Wealth System.]
[Core Principle: Wealth Flow Equals Power.]
His breathing became shallow.
"A system…?" Dev muttered. "Like those novels?"
The voice did not respond to sarcasm.
[Initializing Wealth Point System.]
Golden symbols rearranged themselves.
[Wealth Points (WP): System-exclusive currency.]
[1 Wealth Point = 100 USD.]
[Wealth Points cannot be forged, stolen, or manipulated.]
Dev swallowed hard.
[Host Authority: Absolute.]
Before Dev could ask anything, a new screen appeared.
[Primary Asset Granted: God of Wealth Bank (Initial Stage).]
His eyes widened.
"A bank…?"
[All currency flowing through the God of Wealth Bank will be converted into Host Power.]
[The faster the circulation, the faster the growth.]
Dev's mind raced.
Circulation.
Not hoarding.
Not saving endlessly.
But movement.
[Employee System unlocked.]
Another screen unfolded.
[System Employees will receive SIFI Watches.]
[Each Level 1 employee generates 1 Wealth Point per minute.]
[Level increases double income per level.]
[Level-up condition: Performance only.]
Dev's pupils shrank.
"One Wealth Point per minute…" he whispered.
That was $100 per minute.
Per employee.
Then the system added calmly:
[Host Bonus: You receive 100× total employee Wealth Point generation.]
Dev's legs went weak.
If he had ten employees…
If he had a hundred…
The numbers exploded inside his head.
[Normal Bank User Policy:]
• High return on savings
• Low-interest loans
• System-guaranteed safety
Dev froze.
"That means…" he murmured, realization dawning. "People will flood in."
Money would flow.
And every single transaction—
[—will strengthen you.]
The system finished his thought.
Dev exhaled slowly.
For the first time in his life, he felt something unfamiliar spreading through his chest.
Control.
[VIP System pending activation.]
[Sci-Fi Product Store locked.]
[Vehicle System locked.]
[Access requires wealth circulation milestones.]
Dev looked up at the towering buildings ahead of him.
Banks.
Corporations.
Billionaires.
A moment ago, they were mountains he could never climb.
Now?
He smiled faintly.
"Looks like…" Dev said softly, eyes reflecting golden light, "money finally decided to stand on my side."
The system voice echoed one last time, calm and absolute:
[From this moment onward… wealth flows for you.]
And somewhere deep beneath the city, unseen and unstoppable—
The era of the God of Wealth had quietly begun.