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My life has been hell so far. 15 deaths in the family, 7 daeths myself, and
7 reserections. My only thing I want to have, is to die.

I tried everything, jumping off the Effiel Tower, drowning myself, being eaten
by a shark, and stabbing myself. Nothing works, I always come back to life.

This is my curse, to never die, to always live.

How this all started. The day when I was born, March 56, 2064, the worst storm
happened. Every house in the world was destoryed, every child died, every cow
died.

The doctors said I was the devil, they ran away after my birth. My mom turned to
ash right after my death. Whenever I touched someone they turned to ash.

When I turned 10, my dad said that we would have to move to Canada, to get me to
a research lab. I argued with him for days on weeks. Then, I knew what I had to
do. I touched my dad, but he didn't turn to ash, he glowed and said,"Son, you
can not hurt me, I am God." I was not shocked, I knew there was somthing special
about him.

I had to go with him, or he told me he would trap me for eternity.

We moved to a small town called Trimion. It wasn't even on a map, any map. My
dad said that the town was the first in the country, I didn't believe him. How
could I trust him, he's God and I'm the devil.

The scientists tested me with chemicals and mixes. I got tired of it, so I
attacked all of them. The room was filled with ash by the time I was done.


My dad stared at me. I could tell he was disappointed. But, what could I do?
I was the devil and no one could change me.

By my 13th birthday, I could feel my power growing. I could control my burning
people, but, I couldn't control my demon summoning. Whenever I got mad at
people, demons would come from hell and attack the soul within the human i
got mad at. It was a horrifying thing to see, demons ripping out the soul of a
man that didn't do anything wrong, except for making the devil angry.

I never went to school, it was worthless to me. Why would I need to know mortal
If I have all the knowledge of the world.

My dad, God went away one day, I think he went to Heaven to meat up with some angels.
But, how would I know, I'm not allowed there. So, I went to my home, Hell.

All of the souls and demons in Hell bow downed to me, I loved it.

The right hand man to the devil, me, talked to me as I went to my thorn. He said that he
missed me and that everything changed. That we lost 300,000,000,000,000,000,000 souls
in the Battle of Souls. It was a huge loss, but I didn't want to worry the souls. So I
said,"It is a small loss my souls. We will win the next battle! And take even more souls
than we lost!" They all cheared!