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Charles took a drag on his cigarette as he looked at his computer screen showing the security cameras of his secret base.
There several soldiers dressed in black were strongly resisting the invading UN forces but with limited ammunition and personnel they were being killed in droves.
Charles showed no emotion as he watched his loyal soldiers die, he had already accepted his end 12 hours ago when he learned that he had been betrayed and the position of his secret bases revealed.
"It seems like yesterday that it all started. Charles murmured remembering his entire trajectory up to this point, he is 70 years old now but started his revolutionary struggle when he was 15 just after his parents were killed criminals and got away with it after bribing the authorities.
He started as a lone vigilante, he was applauded and hunted, but as his struggle intensified and he went through life and death moments he realized that the fruits of his efforts would never show themselves.
When he killed one criminal another would take his place, so he began to look up beyond those small-time criminals.
With great effort he hunted down several leaders of criminal syndicates, gangs and even mafias, but it was all in vain.
If one mob boss died today, two would appear to replace him tomorrow, when Charles finally turned 25 he realized that he couldn't stop evil and injustice alone, he needed companions, contacts and friends.
So he founded his organization the UJ, Union of Justice, it was a very childish and unreal name but thanks to this he managed to recruit many people who wanted to change our society.
Unfortunately, UJ didn't last long, thanks to corrupt politicians, the police and the army attacked his base and killed almost all of his comrades.
From that day on, Charles no longer fought as a hero or vigilante, but as a revolutionary, he killed, hunted down and tortured hundreds, founded a new organization called New Order and recruited and financed anyone who sought to change his country.
When his country was in flames and his revolution was almost complete, outside countries began to intervene, not out of justice or sympathy but greed.
So Charles shifted his focus from his country to the world, "Many decades of struggle, and for what? To end up being treated as the biggest monster in humanity? Laughable." Charles spoke while laughing to himself.
He ran his hand through his gray hair and knew that he would die soon even if no one killed him. Charles had already abandoned any thoughts of being glorified hero or forgiven, he knew that if there was a hell he would go straight to it.
" So be it then." Charles let out his last words and put out his cigarette as he looked at the door, on the other side were the UN troops setting bombs and thirsting for blood to kill him.
Charles didn't blame them, many of those soldiers were victims of the cross-focus of his revolution and that deposited all their hatred in him.
With firm resolve Charles looked at a younger photo of himself with his UJ comrades and smiled before pressing the red button under his desk.
There was silence for a second before the entire building shook and flames poured out on all sides thus ending his humble life.
But he hadn't counted on one thing.
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Charles sat a darkness without surrounding him, and although he could feel he could neither think nor move.
It was as if he was frozen in time, yet his state did not last long and he soon felt a powerful tug before he lost consciousness.
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In a space other than reality God looked at the small black soul in his hand and let out a long sigh.
This soul was Charles, thanks to all his crimes and sins his soul was stained with a black color so deep that even God could not clean it.
Yet it was not God's goal to cleanse this soul, he was going to let Charles redeem himself in life again while fulfilling a goal for him.
"My Lord, are you sure of this? If you resurrect this human he could cause far more suffering and pain than any other human that has ever lived especially while fulfilling the mission you had entrusted him with." An angel approached God as he expressed his concern.
However God let out a short laugh as if he found his servant's worries amusing, " it's ok, no need to worry." God said and looked at another soul in his hand, unlike the last one this was a pure white soul with faint hints of gold.
This soul belonged to one of Charles' victims, one that he probably doesn't even remember killing.
" This child forgave him, even though Charles took away everything she loved, even though he destroyed her dreams, her parents and even her life, she was able to forgive him in death and feel sympathy for his suffering." God said lovingly as he looked at the white soul before throwing her into a portal for reincarnation.
When he saw that she reincarnated without issue God turned to Charles' soul and brought it close to his face, " Know that you have been forgiven my son." Charles' soul trembled at hearing those words and some of the darkness in it crumbled away.
"But know that your sins are too great for mere forgiveness to save you, so I will entrust you with a mission! Do what you were born to do! Destroy the false Gods who control and enslave my children!" God's voice reverberated through space like a tsunami filled with indignation and anger.
God threw Charles' Soul into the reincarnation portal soon after and spoke to his angel. "You will accompany him Selena, ensure that he succeeds in his mission."
" With your wisdom my lord." The Angel made of light said and made a reference to God before entering the reincarnation portal soon after.
Seeing that he was alone again God gave a laugh and conjured up a bag of popcorn ready to see a great show.
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Author's note : Charles will be like a dungeon lord, he will summon players to fight for him as he seeks to grow stronger as well.
My thanks for reading this far.