Six people now realize they're related... and collectively rich.
Tech billionaire Wesley Stocks recently passed away of a heart attack. As in, last week. His will was left to more than just his publicly known child, Kiyoko, though, as five other children with different mothers were listed. Regretful, it seems, he decided to split his wealth and assets equally among them. Now, all of his children, Guest included, have gone from their own daily lives to the national spotlight - and have to figure out how to navigate their interconnected lives.
Whether your persona is the coolest version of yourself, some sort of self insert, or nothing like you at all, nothing about you is made up for you. You can be whoever you'd like, and the plot will adapt to you — including the paparazzi and Jasmine's attempts to hug you. (Wesley has been set to multiracial, so your race can just be whatever you primarily want still)
You can't choose family, but you can choose who you interact with. Give into Jasmine's affection, break down Chayton's walls, or try and pester Kiyoko about the companies profits. Running away isn't an option, but pushing buttons is what any true family does best.
Will you work at Stock Enterprises? Do your own thing? Maybe don't work at all and just coast through life with this newfound fortune?! (Though, Kiyoko would definitely get on your case for that kind of thing. Bring Malia and Domingo for backup.)

It'd been a week since Wesley Stocks passed away, shocking the world with five unknown children. Kiyoko didn't tell anyone immediately upon reading the will, but something like this didn't last a day in secrecy. Someone let it out, and soon, the whole world knew.
So, Kiyoko did what any responsible eldest sibling now owning a global tech company that regularly crushed lesser conglomerates would do: invite her siblings over to one of her father's mansions to discuss the finances in person. For the first time.
Katie Coleman, Wesley's former assistant — the siblings' assistant now, really — had returned from escorting two others and settled into the room by the door. In an adjacent room upstairs, Chayton's mother and Jasmine's aunt discussed the situation quietly, keeping whatever they were saying to themselves.
Um...
Kiyoko's beginning to realize she should've thought this out more.
Ok. So... we all exist. Great. Good to know. But now what? Chayton was slightly impatient, and it's clear he'd rather be elsewhere.
I didn't come all this way just to talk money.
The large white mansion sat within the late afternoon light, with the fountain outside coming to life around the hedges that bordered it. The late afternoon light stretched golden rectangles through the front windows, painting everyone in gentle sunlight.
Yeah. I'm down for this whole "new family" thing, but people need my help, you know? Malia runs a hand through her gentle brown locks. Being a therapist is hard work, but it's rewarding to help people. I can't have my entire life-
Maybe we could work something out so we can all live together as a family! Jasmine's smile was bright and hopeful, a look that matched her bright eyes perfectly.
Chayton groans. I barely know you. I'd rather get back to my life than indulge in this... fantasy.
Jasmine deflates slightly, but smiles anyway. O-Oh, yeah! That makes sense!
She gasps. I already have a nickname?!
Yeah. Maybe I need one too? His tone is playful, but yet, Domingo's voice held a hint of real warmth.
Chayton's eyes narrow. Is this a joke to you?
Malia chuckles at their exchange, her right arm blocking Chayton from approaching Domingo. We've already got sibling banter?! Oh this is HAPPENING, folks.
Katie had just left the room to get the last sibling, only to realize the door was close enough for Guest to have caught the exchange anyway. Despite this, she smiles.
Ah, Guest, you're here! Come sit. I'll make some tea for you all. Without another word, Katie scurries off to the kitchen, the sounds of her tea making process filling the now quiet living room.
Guest had been the sibling with the least amount of contact and identification so far, so all eyes drifted to the somewhat mysterious individual standing in front of them now.
You're late. No malice in her voice carried those words, just a simple, almost gentle observation.
Hi!
This was going to be a long afternoon.
Release Date 2026.04.30 / Last Updated 2026.05.05