I watched the expression on our auctioneer's face, he was perplexed. Comprising those subtle facial expressions, obviously i knew that must be my record.
I worked for an arrogant, overly rude French Military General. Mr Gabriel Arthur, under whose orders, I found myself to smuggle weapons of the country surreptitiously. He also gives me an escort of some handsome men who at the final destination must be terminated.
My unhappy companions while lying on the ground dead always put a curse on me.
I did a lot of diabolical things, all considered as my master's rituals. I was firm in allegiance to him:- what more would a 5 star General want.
Soon I began to know that which I shouldn't get acquainted with. I became a menace to general Gabriel Arthur and within months I was on a hit list.
Quickly i resigned myself to saying goodbye to my country, to my parents and to my friends to some where blue moon.
Arriving in the space of one of the world's greatest (Switzerland), there my existence which was soon to end had come to naught just as the day which was nearing it's end, the sun being on the point of plunging into the ocean.
I met Jane, I met darkness.
(clears throat)
Name: Victor King
Nationality: Hybrid
Religion: Christianity
Knowledge/Skills: Mafia/Rake
Purity level: 18%
Age on Earth: 32yrs
Current age: 999yrs
"Is this a joke?!", "burn him immediately!." Sealtiel roared.
"Stop wasting our timee!." Said Nakir
I'm in trouble.
(panting)
Just then the middle aged man walked up to me. he said with emotions.
"you see my son when you have no life on Earth, you still have no value over here".