How did it all come to this? I remember not too long ago I was sitting beside my girlfriend, eating snacks and watching a pretty cheesy but wholesome movie. My bestfriends would come over and we would play videogames and hang out, visit my parents and check on my siblings occasionally. It all happened so fast and unexpectedly, I guess I was not living the happy life I thought I was. Was this fate? is this destiny? was it all planned from the start by forces greater than me? I wonder if everything could have been different if I just accepted my fate but its too late now. The story unfolds and my soul has been damned.
There is a screeching noise making its way into my head, its unpleasant but familiar. I hear this noise every morning, its the sound of my alarm waking me up to get ready for work. I wish I got more sleep I gently said to myself as i made an attempt to wake up my girlfriend but unsurprisingly she was not beside me. This has been going on for a little while so i was not that bothered about the situation. I got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom, following my normal morning routine I took 20 minutes on the toilet seat while going through my phone, surfing the web and looking out for any important messages. Much like every morning there is not that much to see anyway since I have always been an antisocial kind of person, I take a long shower and I finally proceed to get dressed and leave for work. I hear a loud buzz which startles me at first but my tensed nerves relax when I realize its the sound of my phone ringing, who is it I sluggishly said to myself and I picked up the phone. I am rather surprised to see whos name is on my phone, I have not seen or heard from him in what feels like forever, I definitely missed him and wished he would call more often but i guess that goes both ways. It was my older brother pat, the feeling of joy I felt did not last very long, the reason why he called me was not exactly a joyful occasion.
The call ended, i felt my heart was going to stop beating, it suddenly became really had to breath and i was gasping for air like i just ran a marathon. I did not realize when i was sitting on my bed and tears which felt like i had no control over began to pour down. At that moment i considered calling in sick for the day and just taking my time to reflect on what i was just told, i picked up my phone and called my co worker john to inform him i would not be able to make it to the office today. Even before i could summon the courage to speak he had already said a lot, my team needed me. Joseph! where the hell are you? We have a deadline by 12! John yelled over the phone, it was at that moment i realized that i had spent almost an hour sobbing and crying. I mumbled over the phone trying my hardest to force a sentence out without breaking down, after a few seconds of pathetic attempts I finally got the words out ''I am on my way''. I finally left my bedroom and made my way to the apartment exit through the kitchen, there I saw a note lying around from my girlfriend, it said ''lunch is on the kitchen counter''. I had almost no interest or appetite to actually eat the food but i took it anyways cause i did not want to upset my girlfriend. I left the apartment and left for work.
The walk down the stairs from the 5th floor felt like years, it felt like time was not moving at all, the drive to my office felt like decades as i noticed every single detail from the busy streets to the kids crossing to get to school to young lady who always brought snacks for the homeless people living by the old abandoned mini store on the opposite street. As i noticed these things, at the same time i paid them almost no attention at all. I arrived at my office extremely late, about to face disappointed co workers and an angry boss.
Stardom advertising agencies, the company i have worked in ever since i graduated from college over a year ago with a first degree in mass communication. My dad ultimately helped me to land the job but working to the position i currently hold now was all me. I walked into my office only to walk into a room full of angry eyes who were too emotionally enraged to actually say a single thing to me, I on the other hand was still processing the unsettling news my brother had told me when my bosses calm yet intimidating voice broke me out of my thoughts. Patrickson, where have you been? I am so used to being called by my first name Joseph that I forgot my last name was patrickson. I took a few seconds to put my thoughts together then I replied with a sluggish ''something important came up''. Obviously that was not a good enough answer for my boss, by this time i had already made my way towards my office chair when my boss asked to see me in his office. While all this time i told myself i was a decent man who loved his girlfriend, did great at his job and at least was not a failure little did i know that my boss and the board had been talking about laying me off for a while now and the little misunderstanding of today gave them the final reason they needed.
Joseph, you are fine man and a hard worker but I think we need someone who is a bit more experienced in this field. What?! what is that even supposed to mean? the vicious reply which I wish I had put into reality instead of just in my head. I did not understand exactly what was happening, two painful events in one day already? I could not think straight or properly, I was lost. Joseph i am so sorry but I am going to need you to pack your things and leave before the end of the day. With all the pain and frustration I had built inside I wanted nothing more than to punch him in his old smug face but I am not that kind of person, at least that is what I told myself. I did not waste anytime before packing up and leaving the company, my former co workers had a lot to say but I refused to pay anyone any attention. As I drove back home I decided to take a route I do not usually take, I am not sure if this was a plan by forces beyond me or I am just really good at making bad choices. Right now with everything that was going on all I wanted to do was hug my girlfriend and cry, let out all the feelings I had been holding in all day and just let her hold me together. There is this cafe i like to go to sometimes with my girlfriend, it was one of the few places i actually liked to go to. We would get a coffee and just sit and talk about our days, it was one of the few times i actually felt truly happy and at home so you would understand my shock when i saw my girlfriend coming out of the cafe with a strange man i had never seen before. I stopped the car and observed for a bit, it might be just a co worker or a friend, maybe even a cousin she never told me about. My mind raced through different possibilities until a certain action made it as clear as day who this strange man was. My girlfriend has been cheating on me.
I did not go home, instead i took a detour and headed to an old bridge just west of my street. The bridge was out of maintenance and deserted, no one would think to come look for me there. Lost in thoughts, reminiscing over all the painful events that unfolded today i could not help but cry, at this moment i was fully prepared to take my own life and who would not? i lost my job, i found out my girlfriend had been having an affair, my life was basically over. Mom, i wish i was as strong as you, i wish i could become the man you always knew i could be but i am not you, i do not know what to do, i wish you were still here mom. I wish all of this happened yesterday, i would have visited and just let you comfort me, i wish i got the chance to say goodbye. All that does not matter now i guess, i am about to join you in the afterlife. I got up the ledge and stood for a few seconds, i replayed my entire life in my head like a montage and all i could think about was how sad my life truly was. Without any more thoughts and consideration i jumped down the ledge and plummeted to my death. I do not know if i expected to magically fly or to teleport but at that moment i could not believe what i just did. I was panicking as i got closer to the ground, the terror and fear in my eyes could not be missed, i did not want to die but it was too late now.
I hit the ground shattering most of my bones, my skull was cracked open and my legs were basically useless, i tried to use my hands to break my fall in a desperate final attempt to save my life but that was pointless, i smashed my hands and i could not move from the spot, i was going to die. i laid there asking myself why me? it could have been anyone else but why did all of this have to happen to me!? i hated everything, my boss and former co workers, my girlfriend, everyone and everything, i hated it all but what good would that hate bring me now since i am about to die anyway.
The time is 7pm, the wind is especially harsh which gave me the impression it was going to rain soon. I knew i did not have long left, i wish i could take it all back, i wish i could get a do over, i would do anything to get another chance, i do not want to die! Most times in the movies during situations like this, its usually an angel that appears to offer help but not this time, I was filled with terror and fear, i could not see the being that stood in front of me but i could feel its sinister aura, it was terrifying. It spoke to me in a cold gritty voice, a voice that sounded like the screams of a billion crying souls.
''I will give you a second chance, i will restore your body and grant you my abilities but in exchange you will work for me, you will serve my cause, your soul shall be mine''. I was scared of the entity before me but most of all i did not want to die, not like this, not now. I mustered enough strength and courage to ask what was its name was and i got a reply i never imagined i would hear in my lifetime. He is a demon lord, a prince from Hell, an inter dimensional old god. His name was Sathanas.