My life Sucks. I know what you're probably thinking. "Dude no one cares. You're being overdramatic. Find a counselor or something, if you want to talk to someone about your Issues. I have enough on my own plate to deal with."
Hey, Trust me. This isn't that kind of problem. It's much much worse. Every day is a "Do or Die" situation. I've been chased all over the world, from a variety of many different kinds of people . Hunted down corporate leaders all the way down to your average street thug.
Why does it seem like I am on the "Most Wanted List" you may ask? Well, in order for you to even make since of a fraction happening right now; you need to know how it all started...
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When I graduated highschool, I decided to chase down my dreams, but in the end it didn't even matter. My dreams of wealth and fame absolutely ruined by fake rumors. With Thousands of dollars in dept at the age of Twenty-four, I gave up and decided to face reality.
I became your everyday salaryman, depressed and just trying to get by in life. I was constantly looked down by my coworkers, and all of my friends and family treat me as if I'm a total stranger. Now at Twenty-five I just got fired from my job, and am sitting on a park bench, feeling like absolute shit. That's when he showed up. Satan, The Devil himself.
"HIROSHI, I'VE COME TO BARGAIN. FACE IT, YOUR LIFE IS PATHETIC. YOU ARE RUINED, BUT I CAN CHANGE THAT. ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS GIVE UP YOUR SOUL AND OWE ME A FAVOR, AND YOU CAN HAVE ANYTHING YOU'VE EVER DREAMED OF. NOW ANSWER ME! YOU WANT THIS, YES?"
The Devil showed up right before my very eyes, wanting me to sell off my soul, but I was confused. I would never make a deal with the devil. Why did he chose me? I was terrified, but I couldn't give in. With my whole body trembling, and fear throughout my nervous system. I stood up on top of the bench, and faced him.
"No, I refuse. I won't give up my values. I may be like an ant or a spec of dust to you, but I'll absolutely never give in to my desires in an scenario such as this. It's not worth it, so the answer is no. Satan."
His reaction is something that I can never forget, even if I live were to live through multiple lifetimes. The darkness around him grew stronger, and he was furious. His eyes burned an even brighter bloody red hue. His nails grew larger and sharper, forming razer sharp claws to threaten me with. His bloodlust was raging at an outrageous amount.
"YOU FOOL!!! YOU WILL REGRET THIS, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU PAY!!! YOU WILL SOON DIE A GRUESOME DEATH, AT THE HANDS OF MY FOLLOWERS!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED, YOU PATHETIC MORTAL!!!"
He vanished soon after, leaving me stunned and alone in silence. My mind raced like a car blasting through a highway at ninety nine miles an hour. I had to figure out what would come next, for this was far from over. Hurriedly I left the park, having to prepare my self for the worst to come.
So there here I am at a nearby pawn shop, purchasing firearm after firearm, knife after knife, and bullet after bullet. I had to find to survive through this disaster. Hey, if I'm going down anyway, I'm going to down Fighting.
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