Cap 2

I regretted a few more minutes, and then I came to myself, life is short, you have to live it, or rather, live the last moments that I have left.

I looked down and saw some corpses, several men, if you can call them that, some have 3 legs, in a bad sense, not in the sense when you have a large member ..., like me!

As I always say, we have to be humble and accept who we are.

These new men were born after the great nuclear attack, radiation affected the fetuses of women, and the sperm of men.

But before we get to this, let's go back to the serum, the Russian who created it was being pressured to deliver it, various countries coveted it, even some terrorist groups.

In the end, short story, the Russian uploaded the entire process to the internet, simple, he gave it for free, he had to do it, there were so many threats he had against him and his wife, that it was the only way to get out alive.

The best option was that everyone had it, if everyone had it, no one would harm it, serious mistake! Once it was revealed to the public, it lost its value. Let's not say that he was well liked, not when he did what he did, since several wanted the serum to gain hegemony of the world.

That serum assured you to be a superpower, whether for terrorists or world governments, for that reason, they hated it, now that everyone had a way to recreate it, they could not dominate the world, their countries would not be the power they wanted it to be.

Some will say, the world superpowers should make more profit, since they have more resources to achieve it, but it was not so, the serum was very easy to recreate, even third world countries could recreate it without spending large amounts of resources.

With all that said, the Russian had no value, and the countries stopped taking care of him, he no longer had protection, and the other groups, the less legal ones so to speak, found him and his wife and children.

The poor Russian saw how his wife was raped, by hundreds of men, hundreds, she was the possessor of the serum, she had a beautiful body and infinite resistance, her illness was no longer an impediment.

The poor woman was raped daily, she was a good specimen, they used her as a nursery, her children would be born with the serum, they would be gifted children. The worst thing was that the poor Russian witnessed all this, they did not kill him immediately.

They cut off his legs and arms, and left him hanging on a wall for him to see everything.

A cruel fate, who would like the woman he loves to go through that, and more because of his own fault, nobody wants that.

Just imagining that makes my heart ache, if I have ... do I still have feelings? Or am I just a mass of meat in the process of decomposition? Being near death fills your head with questions, one worse than the other, and gets you down.

Better let me tell you a little story of redemption about me, first of all, I'm not a hero, no, but I don't like seeing that, I don't like knowing that that happened, quite hypocritical of me, being that I violate some women, but I don't like him, period, I live following my wishes.

So short story, I stole an American warship, which was near Cuba, and bombed the area where the Russian was sheltered with his wife, end of suffering for both.

I think we beat around the bush. again.

Raise my hand, and touch my chest, my bones are palpable, I believe that soon I will be able to touch my heart.

Like I said, the serum generated a lot of political tension, everyone talking about the next world war, the world was in absolute chaos. Anti-nuclear bunkers were selling like hotcakes, and thousands of new religions were created.

The world was on the brink of collapse, one step away from it all being over. In any case, I went on with my life, enjoying various beauties and pleasures in life, such as food, I tried food from all over the world.

What a wonderful time, for me, at least.

I forgot to mention, if my family kicked me out of the house and left me without money, where did I get it from? Well, of all the girls I abuse, as I said, save your videos and use it to get several million, and other things.

One was a great spy and military commander, she helped me steal the warship, what a good girl, I thanked her with a good fuck, it seems that she also got pregnant, in reality that doesn't matter anymore.

The world was on the brink of collapse, and everything was about to end, each country had its armed nuclear bombs, ready for deployment.

But before everything exploded, the great news that shocked the world, humans were able to contact alien life, aliens, Martians, beings from another galaxy, etc.

That news changed everything, and united the world, either because of the fear that aliens were hostile, or because of the happiness of knowing other intelligent lives.

The world calmed down, and the war stopped, everyone got down to work, it was time to put their effort in contacting them and locating him, who knows what secrets they kept, and what benefits we could get.

And I, I kept conquering women, I was still a womanizer, maybe it was the only way to fill the void in my little heart, sniff, sniff, life is unfair, just kidding in case they didn't understand.

Shit, what idiots they were, and I went, I must have done something to stop them, I say that because I had great influence in the world, like I said, a lot of the women they knew sat in influential positions, damn, they were very powerful and feared women.

What a good eye I have with women, or maybe I made them who they are, who knows, maybe everything I did to them, and gave them, changed them to a great extent, and for the better, what a good man I am.

"Sniff, sniff" I think it smells of narcissism and hypocrisy, or maybe it's the smell of my body melting, better not to know.

Well, nothing to do, I could not change the fate of the world, and those idiots managed to locate the inhabitants of other worlds.

Or rather, the aliens managed to locate us.

The scientific community was more than happy, they jumped like children with a new toy, the very unhappy people still did not know that they would be the new toy.

Then, the months passed, very busy months, where the messages came and went, of course at first they could not understand them, that is, we did not speak Martian or yes. Or do you? If so, go to NASA, maybe they'll hire you, or maybe they'll send you to the psychiatrist to tell you that you're a lunatic.

The messages were simple, they were greetings and basic things, or that they managed to decipher, I had access to the messages, as I had them, I don't think I should mention it again, right?

When I saw those messages, the first thing that came to mind was, "We're screwed!" And I hit the spot.

I do not understand how they came to the conclusion that they were messages of peace, for me they seemed to say: fuck you damn human, we are going to put a probe up your butt.

aahhh, nothing to do, when people seek only the benefits, forget the safety and the possible consequences of the benefits, there is no free food.

And the great day has arrived.