Exactly nine minutes after I tell them, I yell again, “Alright, guys, you can now call the Petrov family to ask them if they can continue paying the task or not. You are free to do it.”Some of them begin to call the Petrov family, but no one picks up the phone, causing confusion.“Do you not have another number for the Petrov family, like the main line or a worker there, to ask what happened to the Petrovs?”One young man raises his hand. “My girlfriend works there.”“Then call her and ask why the Petrov family isn't answering.”He calls and gets connected. “Margareta, what happened to the Petrov family?”The young man suddenly turns silent and pale, looking at all of them in horror. With a trembling voice, he says, “She said the whole Petrov family just got killed by the light from the sky.”Every mercenary looks at me.I yawn, “You know it’s already so late. I want to go home and sleep. Can someone please move the front car?”“Yes, yes, yes,” say the drivers quickly.“And please do
“Alexander Kingsley!” The judge looks down at me sternly. “Do you admit that you killed the Petrov family?”“Yes, Your Honor,” I say, my voice steady. “But it was in self-defense.”“Objection, Your Honor,” the opposing lawyer interjects. “Alexander is just a bloodthirsty killer. He could have tried to capture those who were trying to kill him. Why did he have to kill every member of the Petrov family?”“I believe, Your Honor,” I add, my voice unwavering. “I have records showing how the Petrov family threatened me and brought hundreds of mercenaries to try to kill me. Can I not protect myself?”“Objection, Your Honor! He doesn't have the right to kill anyone. This country still has laws!” The opposing lawyer’s voice rings with indignation.They put me in jail, and during the court proceedings, I can see many people who want to imprison me, and many more who want me dead.I am labeled a serial killer for allegedly killing almost twenty people that night.They broadcast my trial on telev
I still remember in normal, peaceful times, one person has to do many complicated things—bribing here and there, finishing the academy, and even making merit to raise their status in the military.Some people can't even raise their rank more than three times in their whole life.But during wartime, for every high-ranking military officer who dies, the lower ranks automatically rise up.Some can even rise three ranks in a day if all three higher positions die at the same time.This is an apocalyptic time. In my last memories, many people become president by having power.Since normal law cannot be enforced due to so many problems, it’s like, if you don't take the president's seat, somebody else will.I jump into the stealth orbs and let them bring me to the president's palace.It makes me feel like I am flying alone. Some helicopters fly near me, trying to shoot me, but a laser from the sky shoots them down. Sariel's voice echoes, “I repeat, don’t attack, or you will be killed.”The so
Tommy and his mother are watching live television.“He will be a great president,” says Tommy’s mother looking at Alex on it.“What?” Tommy cannot believe what he hears.He clearly knows who is being called the new president. That crazy guy who he kicked and hit in Greenwood, yet suddenly turned sane.He still hates him for many things.“You know, when buying groceries, people keep talking that Eden Country is the safest country where Sariel, the AI, controls everything fairly and justly. We always think about when we can live in that kind of place,” his mother says.Livia, the angel, whispers so only Tommy can hear, “Tommy, you can also build your own country and give people peace if you have power. You are just a step away from your mother’s dream and also your dream.”“Mother,” Tommy asks, almost whispering. “Will you give me everything if it can make me become the president like him?”“Of course,” his mother says, her eyes still glued to the television. “You are my only son, I wil
Tommy takes out a bottle of wine he has prepared for a long time and says, “Mother, please, I have prepared this for this special occasion.”His mother takes the wine and drinks it without any hesitation. Yet, in just a few minutes, she falls asleep on the table.Tommy looks at his beautiful mother and carefully carries her to the sacrificial altar."Mother, you have always been kind and loved me, and eternally you will be like this forever," Tommy whispers, tears welling up in his eyes.He takes a short knife and stabs her in the heart. Suddenly, there is a scream, a painful cry from his mother's soul. Bind by the dark energy.Tommy cries with tears streaming down his face. "Mother, why did you have to betray me?"While Livia, an ethereal being shrouded in darkness, laughs, she releases a dark energy that pins the mother's soul, locking it as the core of all negative energy.This core, created with bonds of love, guilt, and possession, is not easy to break. If negative energy grows
Today, like any usual day, I am going to raid the city with Sariel, and my level is already just a little bit below reaching level 100.Now it’s stagnant at level 99. No matter how hard I try, it’s still stuck there, and I’m starting to do unproductive work. Since the Soviet Union changed its name to Eden Country, Sariel has been non-stop helping the new administration with the laws and how everything is supposed to be done.Sariel keeps creating her orbs on the Babel and transports all the orbs to the earth. She has created a total of a million orbs already.I cannot wait any longer.After the two countries became Eden, my greed, which knows no bounds, wants to grab all the countries I can.Since I have power, why not get everything under my control? China, Korea, Finland, all of Europe and Asia will be my top priority.I am going for world domination just five years after the apocalypse when most people just learn about their superhuman abilities.“Master,” Sariel suddenly says. “I
“What the fuck just happened?” I wake up, looking at the man who guided me to my past life.The man's name is Rama, one of the instructors of some group called Natural Way of Living. What a weird name. Like the famous Scientology, they also claim to be able to lead a person to their past life.But I never thought it would be this fucking easy!As he guided me to the regression session, I felt like I was slammed into a new world.My body just progressed, like I was becoming someone else.Alexander the Great. I can even name all people around me, what I am doing and the years there.It’s really clear information I have.I sit up, looking seriously at that man. He clearly fears me, as I am the president and he is just some lowly some meditation group instructor.“I don’t fucking believe this shit,” I say.“It is like this,” he tries to explain. “All of us have inner organs: stomach, pancreas, intestines, etc. It’s not about believing whether you have them or not; when opened, all people
A few thousand years after Great flood.Because when I regress here, I know the time by my instinct.I am inside a cafeteria with glass walls. Stepping out of the cafeteria, I see tall brown buildings, billboards with faded colors, and vintage cars passing by.Believe it or not, this place looks exactly like scenes from American films in the 1970s. Everything is almost the same, people wearing suits and round hats. If there's something different, it's the cars.Though they are old models, they resemble the cars of the 1980s in today's world. These vehicles fly above the roads, with something blue shining beneath them, replacing the wheels.They are not using fuel. But something magnetic.Looking around, I see tall buildings made of bricks and cement mix. Box-shaped and tube televisions. I walk around, thinking about my job. I need to find work quickly, or I'll have to go back to my hometown.I feel like a usual worker that struggling to live day by day.When I back to the today time,