Let's start this off by saying my dying was something I always expected from the moment I learned about life and death…but I wasn't prepared to die like this.
My name is Shane Town, a late 20's something loser and waste of space who hates his own life and wanted it to end, I'am slightly obsessed with reading and writing fanfictions about media from many genres from anime, TV shows, movies and even actual works of literature.
I had been out for a walk with plans of going to the Dollar General to get some chocolate chips since I had a hankering for some semi-sweet chocolate and planned on stopping at the local pizza place for a slice.
When I was taken by some armed and masked men that forced me into the back of a white van at gunpoint.
Where I found myself zip tied to a chair in my underwear, but that wasn't the worst part.
The guys didn't take me for money since I didn't have any, or because I wronged them in some way.
They took me because they were rich and sick in the head, they just wanted to make someone suffer to hear them scream in agony.
They forced metal nails into my fingers between the cuticle and the nail, while hammering my knuckles with a hammer, pull out my teeth they cut off my toes one by one while taking a small little propane torch to my legs, they even cut off my cock and forced it down my throat while hammering my nuts to the chair.
Before each of the five men who took me took a turn shooting me with a pistol and shooting once each, both of my hands, and knees were shot before the final person who took the pistol from the last person who shot me took off their mask and shot me in the stomach.
Out of the many ways I ever imagined my own death, what I was going through was probably the most painful way to die that I'd ever imagined could happen to me.
As I sat there unable to even curl into a fetus position to help ease my suffering, I sat there in that chair suffering for an indeterminate period of time.
After I stopped giving them their satisfaction by refusing to scream or cry I was left alone to suffer in agony, in an old abandoned textile factory, unable to move, unable to even blink as they cut off my eyelids…my only solace knowing that death was coming to me, and would finally end my suffering even if it was coming slowly…
And the worst part was, that I had just started to get my life together, and while I was sitting in this chair, suffering, I'd come to a realization, and it was that I didn't want to die, anymore…not yet anyways, I wasn't ready to die yet, not even with my current mutilations that I suffered was I ready to die.
But I knew my death was coming…and death wasn't something I couldn't escape from, no matter how much I wanted to.
There were very few regrets in my heart, nothing major honestly…other than wanting to be able to return what the bitches who tortured and killed me ten fold.
In the end, I doubt anyone will miss or mourn me. Well, I guess there are a few people who might, but that was still pretty pathetic…just like dying completely alone...here in this place is pathetic.
"I hope I get a shot at those bastards…in the next life." I thought to myself, as I would give everything to end them, but that didn't seem like it was going to be in my deck of cards.
"Hahaha, I can't even close my eyes in my last moments." I whispered hoarsely.
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The next thing I knew was that I was standing in space and staring down at the Earth.
"Haa, why can't things ever go my way?" I sighed to myself before asking a rhetorical question As since all of three or four things in my life had gone my way but other than that my life has always been shit.
'It's a little funny. While I was alive all I wanted to do was die and now that I am dead, all I want to do is live again, sure heaven seems like a good option but at the same time it was full of boring people. And then there's hell…like seriously who would want to suffer over and over again in their worst moment? Other than a machinist.' I thought to myself while admiring the view below me.
While I was admiring the view below me and thinking to myself, a light flashed next to me, which caused me to look over in that direction, upon doing so I saw a buxom woman standing their in a red dress that hugged her amazing figure, her eyes and hair were this molten orange color almost like molten metal.
I also noticed that she was smiling at me, her red kissable lips and white teeth almost seemed to sparkle like stars…but that wasn't the only thing about her, she also gave off this feeling of home, it made me want to do nothing more than hug her but I resisted the urge and held myself back.
"Good thing you found the will to resist my natural aura, while it might seem like a good idea…to act on instinct in most situations, you would have been vaporized upon making contact with me.
Now, I know from your memories you are familiar with what's happening so let's not dilly dally around with this, you technically have three wishes, two will be things that you want, while the third will be where you will go, your looks and your new background." The goddess said to me while wearing a warm smile and I kinda felt like she would have made a perfect Sunfire in the live action Titans show.
I took a couple of seconds and thought about what I wanted.
"I want to be reborn in Shameless, with the background as the faternal twin of Ian Gallagher, but there was a mix up at the hospital and I went home with the Ghallagers instead of my actual birth family, I'd like to have an IQ equal to or higher than Lip…Also, could you make it so that I'll regain my memories when canon starts, life on the south side doesn't seem that great and I would rather not live through a similar shit childhood again." I replied to the goddess more in question as I asked for my background and world.
"Granted, what would you like your looks to be that of a young Jason Mamoa? And now that the heavy details are out of the way, what are your two wishes? Please remember that since this world is normal you can't do too much, in certain avenues." The goddess replied to me with a smile…before asking me what I wanted.
"I see, don't worry there isn't anything I really want to change about the world, as this is just a second life for me to enjoy, to grow up and live with some of the characters that I like, and yes I'd love to look like Mamoa, but I'd appreciate it if you made my hair red with natural black highlights…and green eyes as a shout-out to my past life.
As for my two wishes, I would like to have the abilities of The Wolverine's abilities with a healing factor beyond Deadpool's but without the cancer and ugliness, and the skills/knowledge of John Wick. And if at all possible a chance at revenge on those who mutilated, tortured and killed me." I made my wishes and even though I'd thought of things like magic it was just something that wasn't needed, and with the wishes I made I could at least live a good life while thinking about my future and hoping for a chance at revenge.
'Granted such a healing factor might be a detractor at some point in the future.' I thought to myself idly.
She brought her finger up to her bottom lip, tapping it a few times as she thought over my wishes/requests before smiling to herself as she seemed to think up something before she replied to me.
"That I will allow, as for your revenge do not blind yourself to the point you lose your chance to enjoy your second life…" the smile that the goddess gave me was a gentle and almost loving thing before a flash of red flame, that I swear looked like the Phoenix from marvel appeared in front of me for a microsecond before everything was gone.
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'Don't worry my author…I'll make sure you get your revenge and then I'll make those who took your life suffer eternal torment.' The Goddess thought to herself as she looked down at millions of worlds at once, her attention solely on the world of her first, her only love and creator…her author.
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