1 Death

Clint Klain was always called a good person by those around him, his parents and teachers, friends and neighbors, not one bad thing. They said he was the friend of everyone, and that was half true.

He was very wealthy and always helped those that needed it, but things aren't always as they seem.

After all, he hated everyone, he hated everyone equally.

When Clint was 16 years old, he had a dream one night where he talked to God of Death.

"If you can live your whole life without feeling any compassion or love for humans and keep people from discovering your real personality, I will bring you back to life and give you the power to dominate earth, and do whatever you want, in the open." Death Said.

Clint was an atypical youth, he had a severe lack of empathy and emotions, however he hid this behind expertly designed facades. For years he had those closest to him convinced he was a good, upright, and honest Christian boy like his adoptive parents always wanted. While his parents and his two dogs were the only ones he ever showed love for, he didn't agree with a lot of their views, nevertheless he just pretended to agree and went about his life basking in the love that only two people had ever shown him.

His birth parents were scum and degenerates, his father a drug addict and dealer was shot dead by cops after he killed two men in a deal gone wrong. His birth mother a meth addict and prostitute never cared for him, and left him with her uncle Larry, the man that would one day adopt him. His adoptive parents were in their early 40's when they adopted the 12 year old Clint, and showed him love and care, though a cynical child he eventually came out of his shell to only them.

But fate didn't want him to have an easy life, he went to a Christian private school from kindergarten to the 6th grade and was bullied to the verge of suicide. When his parents learned of it they pulled him out and home schooled him the remaining of the 6th school year and then to the 10th as well.

While he was being home schooled the mentality that only his parents and pets deserved his love and that all other people in the world didn't matter to him, they were just NPCs in the game he called life.

On the night before the start of his 11th year of high school in his hometown of Thorsby, Georgia he had the dream of Death. With his new mission set, he decided that he would wear the best mask possible. He became a paragon of virtue in his state, even known country wide as a huge donator to charity and as a helper to unloved children by running an orphanage, but the whole while behind his mask, he was cringing at all that he did and the people he helped, he hated it.

This is how his life of lies started and ended.

Now he found himself dead at the age of 105 unable to remember his death but he knew he succeeded. Finding himself in that dream space he saw from his youth, with Death's voice echoing around him, he was excited.

*clapping* "Well, you actually managed to keep it hidden for your whole life, even if you did live longer than I would have liked. I was getting bored of waiting though." said Death.

"No matter, let's get down to business, since you kept your end of the bargain and I like you I'll give you a gift, my blessing. you will be given the blessing of the Death God" he presented.

"Now, go make a show worth watching, after all, you no longer have limits." with that comment, Clint awoke on his bed in his parents home, realizing that he was back in his 16 year old body, the year of his meeting with Death.

And now... he can start over, with this blessing that Death gave him, he can live life the way he wants. A life of domination.

(AN:No romance until very late)