Hi again, it's me. I hope you're enjoying the story of my life. If you're not enjoying it, well keep on reading, and if you're enjoying it, well... f**k you!!. I clearly stated in the first chapter that my life was f**ked up, that means I didn't enjoy it, and now you want to enjoy it when I didn't, hell no.
So many of you are thinking, what kind of God am I, ,were you expecting a kind of holy saviour who created the universe or something like that? No. I am a man, who became a god, how did I do it? Don't f**king ask me. But being a God is not some kind of level you can get to, even I don't really get how I made it there.I "they say dream big and if your dream doesn't scare you, it's not big enough, Hehe, well I dreamt bigger than the biggest dream, even sandman ( the dream lord) banished me from the dream world".... just kidding, the only time I saw sandman, was the time I whooped his ass, and he begged for mercy.... kidding again, I don't know if sandman is real, I may be all-powerful, but I'm not all-knowing, it's obvious right?.
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I woke up the next morning and the last thing I remembered the night before, was me almost crying out my entire optic nerves and after my mom drew me into her embrace, I slept like a naked angel who just had his butt kissed by God, mind blowing, right? ( well don't think too hard about it, or else God's literally gonna blow your mind).
"Yesterday, mom said that grandpa had gone to a better place. Is that true?" I asked isabella, the maid who takes care of me. She might just be a maid, but she's like a sister to me, out of all the maids, she's the only one that I allow to be with me since I was a toddler.
"Of course it's true, he is now in a place that is far better than here" she said with a big smile, while carrying me out of the shower.
"Whoa! You mean even better than this place? Then I'd like to go there now, what are we all waiting for" I said in excitement. If there as food, toys and fun in a place, that's a better place and this house had it all, but now that I heard there's a place far better, I can't imagine how much fun it would be
"No elvis, you can't go " she said, with her finger on my lips, as a gesture for me to not say that.
" why can't I go? you said it's a good place" I said, a little confused now.
"Well...because...it's meant for adults only.... you know, grown ups" She then answered, stammering as though she was thinking of what to say.
"Why is it meant for adults alone, its not fair" I was starting to get angry and tears had already filled my eyes, it sounded unfair to me.
" because.... they do adult stuffs" she answered almost quickly. What she meant by adult stuffs was, read boring newspapers, watch news and some other boring adult things, but I didn't see it that way.
" ohhh, now I get it. Like what mom and dad does every night?" I asked.
"Yes.... wait, what!!!. No,no,no, no. I didn't tell you that" she said immediately, with her face red, and she seemed really scared. She was sixteen years old, so she clearly knew what they did at night, and she was scared that she had told me something I wasn't supposed to know, she could lose her job for this.
"Why? Do my parents do bad things at night?" I said In confusion, not knowing the trouble I had gotten her into.
"No!!" She yelled and then continued. "They don't.... can you do me a favour and forget we ever talked about this?" She said and her ears and cheek are so red. I was really confused right now I didn't know what to say, I was a curious kid but adult stuffs was just hard to understand, so I nodded my head, agreeing to what she said.
She sighed in relief and continued dressing me up, but the room was now so awkwardly silent. I stare at her with the side of my eyes sometimes, and she was in deep thought, she almost forgot that she was even dressing me up but what she was thinking about was what exactly she said that made me know about it. After sometime, she realised that I had already known before now.
"How do you know what your parents do at night?" She asked curiously.
"Oh, I asked my mom why she told me not to come into her room at night, and she said that there's some adult stuffs going on that I'm not meant to see, and if I saw it, I could go blind. Is it true" I said indifferently and Isabella sighed.
Although, my questions had been answered, I still had something bothering me, so I asked isabella.
"What about kids who die, where do they go?" I was really curious and I couldn't help asking, but the question seemed to conflict isabella, she let out a wry smile and continued dressing me, without answering my question. My question sounded cold and I knew it. The room suddenly became cold and silent
After dressing up, I went to eat, alone, and by the time I went out, my mom ordered Isabella to wear me something for the funeral.
The entire family was at the funeral, and some people from other families. after the funeral, we spent the rest of the day at an hotel, for the preparation of dad's inauguration as the new helmsman of the Mctaylors.
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It may seem like my life is getting better everyday, I mean it's pretty obvious that I'm going to be the next helmsman since I'm the only child, so I'm going to be treated like a king, but the truth is this is just the beginning of my misfortune, the real beginning of my story, everything until now was just a preliminary. From this day, a god was born.