Here I am bleeding out in an abandoned warehouse like a common street dog.
Jason Edwards, the richest man in the world that's me.
I had a hand in every sector of business you can imagine, from oil to food, even new energy.
But, all the money in the world couldn't stop me from being depressed, life had become boring in the last few years, just making money with no other hobby or activity to do insight.
I blame the boredom for all the wicked and messed up things I did to clear my boredom from dealing drugs, killing for the fun of it, I did everything one could imagine.
Wars were started by my hands in the shadows, just to see which country would win in the end.
Created diseases, that killed thousands just because why not, I have the name of the kindest man on earth, this is yet another form of entertainment for me.
I mean if they knew how many died because of my decision they wouldn't call me by that name, that thought is what caused my current situation.
I released the evidence of all the things I had done.
Of course, the people were angry but what could they do?
I literally own the companies that produced what they ate, who built their houses. the appliances they used, their lives would be over With my one decision.
I watched them be forced to live with this knowledge for years on end, but it seemed I taught myself invincible.
But that wasn't the case as I was killed.
It seems my employees had planned it well getting my secretary to kill me, but I couldn't care less I didn't fear death, and watching them suffer was getting boring anyway.
I can only hope Death has something entertaining for me.
"You are dead child, it's time for you to move on."
"Oh, and tell me where will I be moving on to?" asked Jason looking around to spot nothing but darkness.
"To your next life."
"I taught I would go to hell." said Jason
"Normally you would, but there is an open spot that needs to be filled, and you will fill that spot."
"Spot??? Who are you???" asked Jason
"You will find out what spot I'm speaking about in time, as for who I am, I'm the will of everything all things were created from me & all things will return to me one day."
"Okay, so you are God??"
"No, Those gods were created from me."
"Okay, so are you going to send me off now? asked Jason
"Yes, but you have three wishes first they can be anything, but be warned any immediate power I give you will be the strongest you can get, it's best to pick something you can develop."
"Alright then, something that can grow, not immediate power got it."
"quick question, Will I keep my memory of my past life?" asked Jason
"You will keep your memories."
Jason becomes silent as he thinks of what to wish for.
"Child, be quick the longer you take the more power I send to manifest make the wishes I can grant you weaker."
Hearing this Jason doesn't Wait any longer and announces his wishes.
"I want a system that does a multiverse Gacha, where I can get tokens for the Gacha every day the more tokens used for the Gacha the better the results.
Second I want you to change my personality a little just to the extent I won't be unable to be happy, take away the part that finds boredom in everything, I would like to be able to kill millions if needed but not just to clear my boredom.
Third I want to be born as Cul Borson with the divinities of space, magic, and destruction, as for where I want to be born in the marvel cinematic universe as Odin's younger brother, my appearance would be Poseidon from the record of Ragnarok."
"Very well, it shall be granted goodbye."
With that Jason was sucked into a portal sent away, only then did a woman appear from the darkness.
"I hope within the next billion years someone would be able to become my master, my power is depleting its time for me to enter sleep once again."
"I wonder what path he will take if he survives long enough, But seeing his personality I doubt he would take any other path other than the origin, if so another candidate for the position of my master would appear soon." says the woman as she disappears.