Jaco Phillip King was born to a relatively wealthy family in Flower Mound, TX. Even as a baby, he was extraordinary. He never cried or screamed, never made a scene in public, and never got sick in any way. Legend has it, he once was brought on a airplane when he was only a few months old, and he didn't even cry. When he was a toddler, he was reading books at a highschool reading level. When he was 5 years old, he started working out and learning martial arts. At the age of seven, he went on a hunting trip and shot a deer in the spine. This was probably where his state of mind took a turn for the worse. Due to the fact that the shot didn't kill the deer, only paralyzed it, he was told to take a knife to it's throat. Of course, if his father told him that was best, then he would do it. Watching the blood spew from the animal's throat whenever it tried to take a breath, and seeing it slowly bleed out over the course of the next few minutes... He loved it.
At the tender age of 9 years old, he became frustrated at a child with a much lower mental capacity than him, and ended up beating him to death. Coming from a wealthy family, he never got in trouble. It also helped that he was smart enough to make it seem like an accident, as he was previously known as a well-behaved kid who was very popular. His parents realizing that other kids his age couldn't follow after his mental speed, they moved him up to Highschool, where he quickly got himself known as the #1 smartest student in school. You'd think that a child in that environment would foster hostility or bullying, but no. Everybody loved him. He was funny, quick-witted, and cute. by the age of 13 in his senior year, he charmed his way into the pants of one of the most popular girls in school, just because he wanted to prove that he could.
Graduating from Highschool as a teenager and moving on to college was a big milestone in his life. All of the ivy league schools wanted the "boy genius" to enroll. He ended up cutting a deal with Harvard, Yale, and MIT to take all of their classes online simultaneously. Of course, he breezed through them all in four years and got a Bachelors degree in computer science, psychology, and cellular biology. All by the age of 17.
At the age of 18 he had started an extremely successful tech company specializing in the medical field, and was well on his was to becoming a multimillionaire. Having proven his intellectual prowess, he wanted to make his physical abilities known as well. He livestreamed himself joining the thousand pound club without breaking a sweat, with a deadlift of 800lbs. a bench of 500lbs. and a squat of 700lbs. He settled smoothly into an even 2,000lbs. total. After proving that he was physically monstrous, he wanted to show the world that he could combine these two aspects. He settled on doing so through martial arts. He challenged professional heavyweight boxers and crushed them. Once he even fought two of them at once and still got out with barely a scratch. He wouldn't join any official fighting leagues, as they all wanted him to sign contracts that lasted years. At this point, he was 19 years old, and the whole world knew his name.
At this point, what else was there to do? Well, he started treating life as a side quest. Help with the issue of homelessness? Easy. Feed the starving children in Africa? Done. Try his hand at making music? Platinum. Maybe do a little bit of acting? Three Oscars. He climbed Mt. Everest, he found a way to dive the Mariana Trench, he won a NASCAR race, got a perfect Superfecta in a horse race on his first try. He went ahead and upgraded his degrees to doctorates, and spent a little bit of time as a professor just for shits and giggles. This was probably his least successful venture. While, yes, the people he taught all passed his classes, he got frustrated at their slow learning pace and subpar (by his standards) comprehension abilities. He stopped teaching and decided to establish himself in the video game community. This was a great way to bounce back from teaching. He became top 100 in most competitive FPS games, and found himself playing RPGs. These were very interesting to him, as the characters in these games could do things that even he couldn't. Things like magic and breaking mountains with a single punch. As with all things however, once he was done with video games, there was nothing else to do. He began to get bored again, every perceived "difficult" thing to do in the world was accomplished easily by him, and in his mind, it was because the rest of the humans were... defective.
He began to lean towards violence again, after all, if everyone else if worthless, what's the harm if I get rid of a few of them? He was never caught of course, how could those feeble minded detectives ever hope to keep up with him? But then he realized something. "If humanity as a whole is worthless, then I just need to make them more like me!". And so began the phase of his life that can only be considered... Lustful.
He had specific criteria of course, the woman had to be attractive, in a good financial standing, and above all, intelligent. In his mind, he wanted to spread his perfect genes throughout the world, so that there would be mini versions of himself all over the planet working to make humanity better as a whole. He travelled to every continent in the world with the intent of making at least three of him in every country. He was, unsurprisingly, wildly successful. He had kids of every ethnicity and race, but only a few ended up living up to his standards. It was a good enough result for him. At this point, he had smashed through the constraints of normal humans, done everything there was to do, and then worked to make his race better. He was getting bored again.
Realizing that there was nothing left to do, he decided to leave. What kind of a living god would he be if he were content to just settle down and live like a normal human? He wanted to leave things better than they were when he got there, though, so he hatched a plan for his final impossible act. Utilizing his original revelations about humans being defective, as well as the successful activities of making offspring, he was going to soft reset all of civilization. Using his many connections and extreme reputation, he gained access to over a hundred nuclear warheads. He was going to take out all major hubs of garbage in the world, and leave places where his favorite children could take over and rebuild better.
He didn't want to go out silently though, that would be boring. So he announced his intent to the entire world, claiming that he was going to make a blood sport event out of it. He invited every renowned fighter in the world to come and stop him. Should they take him down, the Nuclear bombs would not be launched, if he could defeat them all, he would destroy the planet. Billions of people watched with bated breath as the event was streamed live. Nearly ten thousand fighters had accepted his challenge; boxers, MMA fighters, Judo masters, Karate masters, Jiu Jitsu masters, and everything in between. All of them would be fighting Jaco at once in an all out fight to the death.
In the end, he managed to take down 4,000 of them, 3,500 dead and another 500 or so gravely wounded. It had taken thousands of the world's greatest fighters to kill him, but they had saved the planet... or so they thought. See, Jaco had never intended to stop the missiles, he just wanted to release his violent urges and see how many he could kill if he went all out. It was never going to affect the bombs.
Jaco Phillip King died at the age of 38 years old. He was a savior, a father to nearly a thousand children, had killed more than 5,000 people, and would forever be known as the orchestrator of the fall of the modern human civilization. He had no regrets.
As the light faded from his eyes, the dark closed in, and he saw some words:
"YOU HAVE LIVED A LEGENDARY LIFE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO REINCARNATE?"
"Hm... that's something new I could do" he thought with a smile. "Of course I would".