Boom!

A bullet passed through his skull, shattering it into fragments and tore apart his brain.

‘High caliber sniper rifle, it's a guaranteed kill. Who was my murderer? Why was I killed?’ Time seemed to move in slow motion as these questions filled Liuchan's mind. His body span through the air as he fell to the ground.

‘Actually, the better question would be, why have I lived such a long life? I lived a life of atrocity and sin; no doubt I was heading for the Underworld. My life was a series of twist and turns, at a young age I had already committed an unforgivable sin.’

‘Murder’

‘I often thought to myself, if I’m going to hell anyway. Why not commit a million sins and go down a legend?’

His head span around in his fall as his eyes caught one last glimpse of the murderer before the life left his eyes. The person he saw, standing there with a smoking gun was none other than his very own son.

‘Finally, my time has come. But I didn’t expect the murderer to be my own son. I guess that’s karma, I killed my rotten old man and my son did the same to me.’

‘I did well for myself though; I proved that I wasn’t as worthless as my father said. I wasn’t the ungodly accident my mother claimed me to be. I was lacking in the moral department no doubt but many people looked up to me which was comforting.’

‘I was the Don of the biggest Mafia group in the world with over 100 million members. We had police paid off, FBI and Governments under our feet. We fixed elections and made billions, It wasn’t just a Mafia, it was a Dynasty.’

‘These crimes were nothing new, this had been happening since ancient times. But I ruthlessly eliminated the competition and the led the Pivac Mafia to glory and riches.’

Liuchan's skull fractured and burst in different directions, the blood exited the back of his head and sprayed a red line of blood across the upholstery. This scene played out as he fell to the ground watching his own blood paint the furniture.’

It was a gory scene but this was his life, and this was his death.

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“He’s waking up!” A voice yelled.

His head was hazy and he could hear loud voices screaming in his ear.

‘Why is everyone so loud in the morning?’ He still hadn’t come to his senses. It wasn’t so long ago that his brains had been splattered across the floor. His mind was still spinning from the event that transpired only a few moments ago.

“Lucifer, are you okay?”

His ears focused and the white noise that was blocking his hearing disappeared. ‘Lucifer, like the Devil? Am I really in hell? Did I commit so many sins that I’ve been reborn as Satan?’

‘Well I guess Lucifer is better than my last name, my parents had given me the horrendous name Liuchan Shibai, which means failed abortion in english. Practically anything is better than that even if I have to be called the Devil.’

His eyes focused and sure enough, it looked like he was in hell. His vision was blurry, his eyes were still adjusting to his surroundings but he could see that the ceiling was crumbling, the walls were burnt black, the sky was covered in a red tint and there was black smoke rising into the sky from the ground.

‘Well, I can get use to this life I guess. Should I crack out the whip and start punishing the sinners? Is that my job here?’ Suddenly, he felt four arms wrap around him and two faces buried themselves deep into his chest.

“He’s alive, he’s alive!” Their yells entered his ears as sounds of weeping followed shortly after.

‘Are they crying for me? But why?’ His mind was full of questions. This was the first time anyone had cried for him before. It was a new feeling that he wasn’t use to and it made him feel uncomfortable. As a vicious and evil king pin how could he allow people to get this close to him? It had never happened before.

Lucifer’s eyes finally adjusted to his immediate surroundings. As he looked down he didn’t see two Demon’s buried into his chest but two beautiful girls. One was around 15 years old while the other was in her late twenties.

He stroked their hair to check if they had any horns but he was relieved to find that there were none. He quickly ran his fingers through his own hair and met the same result.

The older woman lifted her head to look at him but when his eyes met hers he felt like lightning had shot through his body. She was very beautiful for her age but that wasn’t what shocked him. It was the large amount of memories that came pouring into his head all at once.

But these memories weren’t his own memories; They were the memories of the body he now inhabited. He was born in 1994 and in this world he was born in 2994.

1000 years in the future.

This wasn't hell, this was the future and he had been reincarnated!

This lady was Eve, his mother, only 29 years old. The young girl was Aruna, his older sister, 15 years of age. She had a very beautiful name, Aruna was an ancient name representing the dawn and rising of the sun. Aruna was the light that chases away the darkness.

He was 12 years old right now and he had been hit with Vitamin A deficiency which almost killed him. They were living off rice because it was all they could afford. But rice lacked Vitamin A so it wasn’t uncommon to die from only consuming it.

Golden rice was grown with Vitamin A but it wasn’t grown on this planet they inhabited. The supplement companies had burned the golden rice crops and made it illegal so that poor families would have to buy their Vitamin A supplements. But many couldn’t afford the expensive supplements so VAD was a major cause of death among this planet’s poor.

It wasn’t that much different from Earth.

His Father’s name was Adam but he was killed in the war. All he had left were these two females that were currently crying over his body and hugging him tightly. It was hard to survive in this world. They were finding it hard to make ends meet. To pick up the burden of survival Aruna had started working when she was only 12 years old.

Over 90% of the planet citizens were poor and starving, it was no different than a living hell. ‘Perhaps this is my redemption, my second chance. I’m supposed to help people in this life time.’

He snapped back to reality, the tears were trickling down his mother’s face. He hated his mother from his own world but the memories of his mother in this world made him feel a warmth he never had in his past life. He wiped her eyes and said “Why so glum? I’m okay see…”

“Ju est bien turk gark.” An unfamiliar sound came from her mouth. In his previous lifetime he took it upon himself to learn many different languages. Because he dealt with so many overseas gangs and organizations he needed to be versatile and knowledgeable. From the 6 languages he knew; English, Chinese, Spanish, Hindi, Russian and Japanese he recognized none of them. This was a foreign language he had never heard before.

Another shock assaulted him as memories once again flooded his brain, it was the native tongue. In this world it was known as New English, the international language of the Universe. But it sounded nothing like the English language he once knew. It had changed so much that it was now unrecognizable to him, and he was a native English speaker!

His mother held him as he wiped the tears from her eyes. “You were sick but mama got some medicine. Oh my poor boy, don’t worry. Everything will be alright now.” She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead.

He felt a sense of love overwhelm him; it was incredibly uncomfortable because he wasn’t use to it. For a person who lived in the darkness his whole life, to be shown such care and love almost made his skin crawl but he didn’t push her away. Pain spread from his leg and a fist sunk dead into his thigh.

“Egg, you made us all worried. We thought you had died.” Aruna punched his leg, she tried to hide her emotions but her eyes were still red from crying. It seems that Lucifer was knocking on Deaths door. To be more accurate, Lucifer had really died and in his place this fearsome and evil Mafia God had taken his place.

He felt bad for the kid but there was nothing he could do now. At the very least he could help support and protect his mother and sister in this world, after all they were his family now. He sat up from his bed and stood to his feet, he looked down at his arms and legs. They were sickly, short and anorexic almost twig like in nature.

“How long have I been sleeping?”

“3 weeks.”

Aruna quickly waddled off and boiled some water before cooking a pot of rice. Lucifer madly chomped it down, it was tasteless but he was just glad to be alive. The pain of being shot through the head still softly lingering in his mind but quickly fading away with each passing second as he adjusted to this new world.

He had gone from a rich tycoon to a poor buffoon in a matter of seconds but he wasn’t mad. He had starved many days as a child, that’s why he had worked so hard to get to where he was. If he did it once then he could do it again.

He quietly thought to himself and tried to plan out his next moves as he downed the rice. To make money and get higher quality food should be his first goal. He didn’t know much about this world but he was determined to learn all he could.

As he was molding over his thoughts, he saw something roll into the room and start beeping. As soon as he saw it he knew it was a grenade of some sort, but he still was wobbly and couldn’t react fast enough.

Beep

Beep

Beep

Boom!

A blinding light spread across the room and multiple figures burst in from the windows and roof.