Grand Russian Ambitions

Well, I'm in quite a situation, what situation? Just a minor reincarnation, no big deal, and how did I get into this situation? Kinda a long story.

My life wasn't bad at all, I was born into a family of 5 with 3 siblings, no family problems, did well in school and there weren't any bullies in my school, maybe because I was taller than most but even then I noticed nothing still. After high school, I got a partial scholarship for Architecture from a good university, everything was going amazing from anybody's perspective, until a damned bastard decided to ruin it all.

I was walking back home from checking out the construction site, some architects don't like doing that but I do it to make sure there aren't any problems, It seems I was unlucky that day as I got robbed in the afternoon, well there wouldn't be any issues I thought since all he needed was my wallet and I can always get money back but my life? That can't come back.

"Don't move a muscle and don't shout for help or your shouts will be the last thing you say", I heard as I felt a metallic object at my back, 'Shit! I'm being robbed in broad daylight in this crowd, and can't call for help', I froze for a second and contemplated bluffing his threat but knowing this was the good old USA that stupid decision was quickly discarded. The Robber whispered in my ears "You see that alleyway on your left? Enter it and don't think about trying to do anything", 'Fuck!! The bastard wants me to enter that shady alleyway where he can just stab me and I can't raise a single peep', "Hey man we can talk about this, I'll give you everything I got but I don't want to enter that place, How about we just go to the nearest gas station and I give you everything I got" I tried reasoning with the guy and the guy seems quiet, maybe my reasoning is getting through the guy? "...Alright, but don't try to pull-" before he could finish his sentence he was cut off by another person's voice, "Hello is there something going on between the two of you?", 'Thank God another person noticed something strange, her voice is a woman's maybe middle-aged, anyways doesn't matter all I have to do is use gestures to raise her suspicion and make her call for help', but my thought is dashed when I hear a bang, followed by a seaming heat sensual pain in my stomach, followed by my body getting pushed and a shrill scream afterward, in front of me is a new figure dressed in black running into the confused crowd, 'Fucking bastard, you should have known this could have happened when you are robbing in a crowded area, don't just pull the trigger because you got spooked, well it doesn't matter, here I am lying in my own pool of blood on the road pavement, they say death is scary but all I feel is just emptiness, maybe that's me losing consciousness? Actually, this reminds me of something, a song that goes I'm a dead man walking I'm a dead man walking, well in this case I'm a dead man lying in his own pool of blood. I wonder what will happen to my family, Mamma is gonna be pissed I didn't make it maybe she'll go down to hell to bring me back?'. With that ended the life of Paul Machington.