Influencer

Let’s be honest here. This corporate life is probably not the ideal life for you. It’s slow and dull, the only work you do here is maintenance. You really wished you can be doing something more... interesting for a change. But hey, the job pays. The company has a convenience store for you to buy meals to bring home, and even pet food for your dog at home. Not to mention the office building is literally right there, across the street, just opposite to your house. It was a bit off-putting seeing your colleagues are robots (almost everyone actually) and your manager is a chicken but you quickly got used to it.

And then, came today. Morning routine went as usual: you ate breakfast, you fed the dog, you got dressed, and you went to work. As you entered the building and the entrance doors slid close, you greeted the first Office Worker you see standing there. But out of nowhere, he immediately accused you of quitting and attacked you for it. You had no choice but to fight back and ended up ripping out his big red eye and crushing it, causing him to explode. Shocked and confused, you went up to Lily, the receptionist there, and asked about it. She also thought you are quitting and simply told you to go ask HR about the issue. And you did exactly that.

When you stepped out of the elevator and entered the HR Department, you found out that everyone there believed you are quitting and attacked you. Armed with nothing but your briefcase, you were forced to destroy every single robot there as you made your way to the HR Manager’s office. On the way, you found a girl named Momo and an old man who you scared the bejesus out of and got a heart attack. He would’ve died if not for Momo’s resuscitation and you fighting off the angels from taking his soul to Heaven. They both seemed to be the only humans in the department.

Once you made it to the HR Manager’s office, you found the HR Manager berating Momo for wasting time saving the old man instead of just leaving him be and went on with her business. The bastard even threatened to scar her face with his cigarette to teach her lesson! You swooped in to intervene and he told you that it was the General Manager who wanted him to lay you off, but doing so would be too costly. Instead, he chose to spread rumors that you’re resigning and let the robots take care of you automatically. You did battle with him and his dog-like wage slaves and gave him a well-deserved ass-whooping. It was from that point on, you decided that you will QUIT and leave this ridiculous company. But you will need the stamp of approval from all of the department managers and the General Manager himself on your resignation form to officially quit.

You took the elevator up to the MIS Department and found that your egg-bot colleagues are surprisingly not hostile towards you like you expected. You went through the doors and came straight to Mr. Cluckington, your manager, at his desk. He inquired you as to why you were late for work and you told him that you are quitting. He... approved and gave you his stamp of approval instantly. He explained that he has been waiting for this day and has been meaning to quit this company himself but no one wants to hire a chicken. So he was forced to stay and watch the company he knew and loved since it was founded be corrupted over the years. Now with you being the one to spark the rebellion, him and the egg-bots fully supports your road to resignation.

Skipping over some parts, you now also have the HR Department, Finance Department, and Sales Department on your side as well. Your friends, Momo, Ming, and Chen, have been assigned to become their respective department’s new manager after the previous one has been defeated by you. You’re currently at the PR Department and from what you saw, even as robots, the workers here are overworked to the point of looking like lifeless husks, all while the PR Manager continues barking orders, demanding videos be pumped out with little to no breaks. It’s a good thing Satoko is keeping everything together, or at least trying her best to. She is carrying the entire department on her back and is honestly a much better leader.

Because of understaffing and you being conveniently present, Satoko got you on stage to be the lead dancer for the dance team. That does mean you had to get into a pink skirt and pom poms though... But hey, after the video was posted, it was a huge hit. Of course, after the massive success, the PR Manager announced everyone to prepare for a livestream performance in one hour which sent everybody scrambling, fearing they’ll never finish in time. So now, you’re on your way to the main stage, not really for the performance but to give that little bitch a long due beating.

After beating some more robots, you’ve reached the Makeup Room and next to the doors outside was an Influencer, exhausted like everyone else and was lamenting how her face is drooping from being forced to smile all day. Meanwhile, the newbie was standing next to her, in awe that he’s meeting his favorite streamer and told her that she’s even prettier in person. That did seem to ease her pain a little, she thanked him for the compliment. Once you headed inside, you’re met with a room completely flooded with dim pink lighting that’s only broken by the bright white lights on the vanity mirrors. You also have just walked in on two Influencers in the middle of a conversation.

Influencer 1: “Looks like the event will be delayed. Should we helped them?”

Influencer 2: “This project is clearly screwed. I’m staying out of it.”

You interjected, asking them if they will just sit back and watch their colleagues work themselves to death.

“Who do you think you are?” One of the Influencers shot back and both of them are now set to attack you.

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You’ve done it. You’ve defeated all of the department managers and brought down the General Manager. It was difficult. You didn’t expect the final showdown to be on the rooftop, facing him piloting a massive mechanical 7-eyed Chinese dragon made from the many metal corpses of fallen robot employees. But with the help of all the friends you made along the way, you’ve beaten the mecha monstrosity and ended up using its own mechanical claw to pin the dragon’s head down, breaking the glass dome and revealing the tiny General Manager panicking in his cockpit. He desperately pleaded for his life and tried to offer becoming an investor in your entrepreneurial business, even offered to give you a 100 times raise on top of that.

Tempting... but you refused. There’s no way you can run a business with him still around. Knowing him, he’ll be pulling the strings from behind the scenes and plotting to betray you some day. You curled the mechanical claw into a fist and started punching him down repeatedly, cracking the concrete rooftop with every impact. Channeling your full power, you delivered one last powerful punch that sent both of you come crashing down through every single floor in the building, all the way till you cratered the ground floor. The General Manager has been crushed - his reign of terror finally put to an end. Your friends rejoiced to celebrate your victory, and you finally got all the stamps of approval needed on your resignation form to officially quit.

And yet... you feel like you can’t just leave the company in the state it’s in now. They need a leader - and I mean a leader, not a boss. All your friends have already been appointed as the new department managers - that leaves you with becoming the new General Manager and owner of the company. You made an oath to restructure the company into a friendlier work environment, to steer it towards nobler goals, and no employee shall ever be dehumanized again, regardless if they’re human or not.

It’s been a year since that day. The company is currently still under remodeling, but things have gotten exponentially better. No more casinos, no more bars, no more jails - those three especially have no place in a company and their associated departments have been remodeled into appropriate workplaces. Some traces of its past design are still left but the harmful elements have been removed. The General Manager’s office, once a grand throne room, now made humble and an actual office as per your request. You’re not here to bark orders while flaunting your wealth and power. You’re here to work just like everyone else.

But the most important change is the treatment of employees. They now get paid well, reasonable workload, more personal freedom, break time, annual leave and above all, basic human rights. They may be robots, but they were once humans too. You can’t exactly ’reprogram’ them but you can re-educate them about ethics, self-worth and empathy. The employee modification cannot be reversed, unfortunately, but anything just to make them feel more human again. You can even see it on each of their faces as their one singular large eye turned from a hostile red to a passive green.

After monitoring you for a while, Lee, the interviewee from that day who turned out to be an undercover agent sent by the Labour Department, deems you fit to run the company and entrusts you with it before taking his leave.

Mr. Cluckington would be so proud of you if he could see you now. Unfortunately, the former General Manager turned him into chicken soup right before your final confrontation. You unknowingly ate him when you were paying him one last visit, much to your egg-bot colleagues’ horror. I’m sure they understand, they won’t hold it against you. I’m sure Mr. Cluckington understands too.

You are now currently in your office, sitting at your desk, overseeing the company on your computer and waiting till your help is needed. Eventually, your help was called upon - an Influencer from the PR Department busted through your doors in a panic.

“General Manager! General Manager! It’s an emergency!” Coolant trickled down her forehead like sweat as she’s catching her breath after running all the way to get here. “As per new company rules, I have stopped posting clips and doing livestreams showing off my body. But since then, my view counts have plummeted and I’m losing followers! What am I to do!?”

She believes the company is losing favors with the public, now that their advertising no longer works by inciting pure lust.