Chapter 1 The beginning of his tyranny

I suppose it's true what they say when you die I always wondered what it would feel like but all I feel is empty, a dying body with a broken soul My name is Jake I was born in an abandoned house far away from anything, The first I saw was my parents or the things that made me into this broken world a woman that looked about 17 and my dad that looked 18.

Shortly after I was born they both cleaned the wounds and quickly left me wrapped in small little blankets, as they walked out of the building my father stared at me one last time this stare was not one of love a father would have to his son, it was a look of disgust at my very existence the very fact I was born. shortly after he regressed his stare and quickly left.

I was stuck in that abandoned house for God knows how many hours until a man in blue entered the house, perhaps because of my crying at the time he might have heard me or whatever the reason maybe I would have rather that he left me there to die. shortly after I found myself in an orphanage filled with other kids after 10 years of staying there in the orphanage I learned to steal and threaten other people into giving me what I want but still, there was this voice in my heart telling me to get stronger, control more people, and kill after 8 years more I turned 18 I managed to be the leader of the worlds largest criminal group in the world.

but sadly the higher your power is the sadder it is when you fall from it because shortly after one of my men in my private army killed me, now I'm stuck here in this broken body never to found but I want to live, I have lots of remorse in this life, I want to do all things in my life that I wanted to do, I want to get more power, I WANT A SECOND CHANCE.

perhaps because God was merciful to me l a voice answered my request "Host has been found-------- connecting Host to Viking system ------------Connection has been established, Welcome host to the Viking system, sending host back in time.l".