1 Death

( p.o.v rob)

What would my life have been like if I had the opportunity that others did? Ever since I was a kid, I've been dirt poor in the wretchedness of my existence. I wondered if people shape events or if events shape people. When you think about the question sincerely, you understand how paradoxical it is. You could put 2 people at the same starting point and test who gains more power and success. If one person succeeds while the other doesn't, you have the answer to your question. It would seem so, but then you think, I mean, Those 2 people weren't the same person. If success is usually a question of mentality and people shape events, then holding the same mentality in a worse-off location should have the same results right.

Though it begs the question, if life is truly a question of mentality like everyone thinks, why do people with such amazing mentalities, positivity, and other significant factors ultimately fail. Could those not be the factors that create the mentality required for success? Even then, what is the mentality needed for success, and how does one acquire such a mentality. In addition to that yet another question is posed if someone's psyche is formed by the world around them, wouldn't acquiring the mentality required for success mean you needed to be around the correct people for you to form this mentality so then that would mean that events shape people.

Indeed a question for the ages. The person who answers this question and its various components will have ultimately obtained the blueprint for creating the perfect human being. Has someone who's climbed from the pits of hell used his mind to gain a level of success impossible for any mortal it's genuinely something that bothers me. Despite my way of reaching the top seeming like the answer to the question, I would like to know if I should test the latter method. A way to create someone with the same darkness within them that I have but also giving them everything they need creating the perfect events to make someone with my mentality. Just like the great works of Leonardo da Vinci, I will make this man my Monalisa, my masterpiece. It's been a while since I've shaken up the mortal world.

( p.o.v jack )

" shit, shit, shit How could this happen to me? Of all people, this is really how it ends ??"

My name's Jack, and I am a businessman. I've been in the market for only a few months, but I've seen incredible success due to my luck. At least until recently, everything kept spiraling down. Not only had the bubble that I had been riding just crashed, but my girlfriend died in the same week. Not only that, but due to several leaks of private information of multiple high-profile investors in my company that had somehow been leaked, I found myself on the hit list of several former investors. If the lawsuits and the pulling out of multiple investors weren't enough. I somehow managed to offend a crime boss.

In the window of a few months, all my luck went out of the drain, and everything in my life went downward. Through this, I've managed to see the dark side of humans. I mean, the things I've had to do to avoid jail time and death while still maintaining a somewhat stable income, I don't even want to go into details. Honestly, if I was normal, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep for several nights though I've realized since I was a kid that I was somewhat messed up.

Everything was going well until earlier today though considering my current level of life, you could say it was only going well in the not die sense. Until I made an amateur mistake; I opened the door for the " mailman" without looking at the cameras first. Now I'm bleeding out with several bullet holes in my chest. Shit, I see the light. At times like this, I can genuinely appreciate that I have no one to grieve over me. I guess it's time to meet up with my ancestors. If hell exists, I can't look forward to meeting my family and girlfriend though burning for eternity with fat old men suits me more.

" if that's the case, should I let you die?"

"What, who are you? The killer should have made his getaway by now ."

" Or did your guilty conscious kick in."

" Don't mistake me for some petty mortal killer. I alone stand above the pinnacle of time; I am the exalted one. Watch how you speak to me, mortal. I am the great deceiver Lucifer, the sin of pride."

" I am here to present you with an opportunity. Your choice is life or going to hell with your ancestors or, in your words, fat old men ."

( Welp, I'm ending it there. I know this is shorter than the usual web novel fanfic. Still, I want to keep a consistent pace rather than writing lots of words and not wanting to write another chapter. It's better to maintain consistency and write a new chapter every week. You can expect a new chapter next Saturday, even if it's short. )