I'm Alex fortune, what a nice last name isn't it?
I thought so at first.
When choosing this surname, our ancestors wished it would bring luck and fortune to the family.
The Fortune family has lived and lived in wealth for years, but every beginning has an end.
Because I, the last living member of the fortune family, am dying.
By the time I came to this modern and boring world, my family's luck was already out.
Family members died one by one.
My mother died while giving birth to me.
My aunt looked after me until I was 10 because my father was busy with business.
He was fond of me, he could do whatever I wanted, he was always there for me.
Watch movies, TV series, anime together; We read novels, stories, and had fun together.
This situation changed when my father died when I was 10 years old.
My aunt had to take over the business.
Since I was alone at home outside of my training period: I attended various courses to relieve my boredom and started learning martial arts.
This routine took 8 years, and in these 8 years, I mastered many martial arts with and without weapons.
When I reached the age of 18, my aunt died due to her busy work schedule and stress.
I had to take over the family business.
I had to work hard to keep the family business afloat.
Life was slowly getting intolerable.
There were only two things that kept me up.
First: Participating in charity activities with aid organizations.
Second: I take my holidays with archaeologists to explore potentially dangerous.
Because danger reminded me that I was still alive.
But that ended after an accident at the age of 25, exploring an ancient ruin.
On the expedition we entered a secret room, it was dark everywhere, various calligraphies on the walls were visible in lantern lights.
There were various chests in the room and when we opened them we found various treasures.
I took a dagger from the treasure and cut my left palm to test its sharpness. I had a superficial wound on my palm and it was bleeding.
I did not pay attention because it was not a serious wound, I kept looking for other treasures.
A small box caught my attention, it felt different from the others.
I opened it, there was an amorphous object inside.
I picked it up with my left hand, and as I began to examine it, I noticed that the object was drawing blood from my wound and began to glow.
When I tried to throw it away, it turned into liquid and entered my body.
Afterward, the only thing I felt before I fainted was an angle that broke my soul.
After this incident, I woke up in the hospital.
I was fine as if nothing had happened.
Thus, my expeditions ended.
When I was 27 years old, I was dying from an accident on my way to a charity event.
'If there is life after death, please let there be a fantastic world' and the ultimate final DEATH.