1 Suffering days for good health

The day was bright with a blue sky and a red sun. In an empty parking lot devoid of people, there was a drunken man and piles of beer can stack like a mountain. He was sitting alone on a wooden bench admiring the scenery of a sunset.

A satisfied burp came out of his mouth as he finishes yet another can, then tossing them out into the pile of mountains. His eyes dull and his skin wrinkle, he has live to a hundredth this year. The doctor says that he was a living miracle and that he would be able to live for many years more.

However, the man didn't admit that it was no miracle, just the deal he made with the devil.

Yes.

Gord had made a pact with the devil, a contract to be exact.

It happened when he was sixteen struggling with love because of a single girl in his class scratching his curiosity. She was shy and cute, but he knew that she has no interest in him. He lacks the confidence he usually had from back in his home country.

The lack of money at that time also discourages him from confessing. It is not a big deal to him anyway, because he was blessed by a strong mental ability ever since he was born. He can take more mental stress and depression than most people.

It still sadden and troubles him strongly, so he blurted out a wish he had.

"Please make this pain go away in exchange for bad days!"

He didn't think much of it at the time, but the world seems to be instantly shrouded in darkness after the statement. It is barely noticeable in his room, so he tried heading to bed and discovered that he could not move!

On top of his bed, to his horror, a magic circle start popping up. Each magic circle being smaller than the other stacking up to human height. It vanishes as soon as it appears, replaced by a duplicate of him with a contrasting color. Those white pupil and black sclera scare him so much back then.

The devil came to make a deal and in exchange, my soul. I turn him down instantly, but he was not angry. With a smile, he explains to me that was just a test to see my bottom line and the real deal start now. He asked me to start first.

I know that stating my deal first will let him gauge my bottom line and maximize his profit, but I was too young to care. I let out my proposal,

"In exchange for bad days can I solve any problem at the time?"

He didn't seem to like my proposal and counter back with,

"First! WE DEVILS CAN'T CONTROL PEOPLE FAITH OR DAYS! Second, the deal is not profitable and unachievable! Lastly, well. You will know later once you die."

"Then what do-", I wanted to reply but got cut off.

"HOW ABOUT THIS! In exchange for ultimate health and avoiding getting an injury, we will be able to control how you feel. The more severe the injury you avoid with our help, the more distress you feel. Is this deal ok?"

"How will that-", I tried speaking up but got cut off yet again.

"IT. WILL. HELP! The longer you live, the more opportunity you have isn't it? Won't it be more satisfying if you acquire her yourself?"

"But..."

"NO buts."

"... I just wanted a hug."

"Ok, so the deal is set. Please sign this contract."

"No!"

However, against my wills, the devil picks up my hand and forcefully sign the document with my signature.

"Thanks for your hospitality!".

Ever since that day, I was hit by a mental truck a bunch of time over. Surprisingly enough, I got myself together and didn't go insane. Even after that girl left for another man.

It pains me so much inside that I have thoughts about suicide and death back then. Fortunately, I didn't take that last step.

Don't misunderstand, I still am wishing for death.

It just that the death I wanted doesn't exist, So I take it upon myself to find that solution. Using the power to my advantage, I conducted "several" experiments. These experiments cause people to nickname me "The true mad scientist". Even though I am an engineer, the nickname doesn't offend me.

I continued the experiments, breaching a lot of ethics code that landed me in jail multiple time. Until finally, I found it. My greatest creation.

I name it the Great Pill. It can permanently remove pain from the mind. Its only side effect is that it also makes you unable to feel physical pain. Not that I complain since I am planning to die.

Getting out of the wooden bench, I dump the last beer can I have left remaining into the trash pile. I didn't want to leave with regrets, so I took it upon myself to finish all the treasure I've collected at home.

With that out of the way.

"I, Gord Smith want eternal rest. I hope the gods hear this and remove me from reincarnation!."

With a smile, I left the formula of Great Pill on the bench as the last present for the world and jump off the cliff.

I can feel the gravity acting on me, colliding me with the rough ground, making me breathe my last.

Not really proud to say it, but I died a virgin. Oh well.

That is the last thing I remember before waking up in the darkness.