There was once a boy who lived a pretty bad life. He lived sometime in the 21st century, in the same world we live in today. He was a modern day slave, and no, he was not an employee to a modern day company, he was an actual slave to a mafia boss.

His parents had been involved in the underworld, and they had been pretty famous as well. Life had been going well for the two of them, that is until one day, when they were out on a job and they mysteriously disappeared from the face of the earth. At least, that is what most people thought had happened. It turns out that the last client the boy's parents had was actually one of their many rivals in the underworld. He had made the two of them walk right into a trap and had them quickly disposed of. This had happened 10 years ago, and the boy was now 13 years old. He had been a slave for over 10 years, since the moment he was captured while being babysitted by his mother's friend. This caused him to be brainwashed from a young age into only having one goal in mind, "To become the best slave possible."

And to accomplish this, the young boy learned all he could. He studied his ass off to attain the qualifications of a high-quality butler, he studied the proper way to be a bodyguard, and his enthusiasm even made it so that the mafia boss allowed him to take classes in espionage. No matter how badly he was treated, no matter how inferior he felt, the boy continued to push on through.

Fast forward a few years and the young boy was now a young man, and he was one of the mafia bosse's most outstanding and trusted followers. He excelled in whatever he did: cooking, science, technology, martial arts, the art of war, he would conquer whatever field he was put in to the point that even people twice his age who specialized in those fields admitted their inferiority. He was truly a top-class slave, among other things. He had accomplished his goal.

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Not. One day, after the young man had turned 20, he decided that it was finally time to finish his true lifetime goal.

Young Man: Boss, thank you for allowing this lowly one to live all these years.

Mafia Boss: Hahaha, no problem. If anything, I'm glad I did. It was the best decision of my life. Thanks to you, our organization has literally tripled in size. Hey, what's a good reward for you? Wanna marry my daughter, she's quite the beauty and still Virgin soil, I've made sure of it.

Young Man,: Oh, don't worry boss, I've already got what I wanted.

Mafia Boss: Wha- *bang*

Before the mafia boss understood what was going on, the young man had already put a bullet through his head. He was dead before he even understood the situation.

Young Man: Now comes the hard part, getting out of here alive.

The young man quickly made his getaway as soon as he confirmed the death of the mafia boss. His true goal had finally been completed after all these years, so the young man felt that even if he died, it would still have been worth it. Though, the young man still preferred to live.

The young man fought for 1 whole hour until he finally made it out of the mafia base. He was bruised, cut, and bleeding, but he was nonetheless still very much alive. He continued running until he managed to reach the dock near the base. He then proceeded to hijack one of the many boats there while making sure he had disabled the tracker on it. He drove for a couple of hours until he came to a town in the mainland. He had roughly patched himself up to avoid dying, but he still needed medical care.

Once near the shore, he parked the boat and made his way towards the nearest clinic. On the way there though, a truck appeared around a street corner and nearly slammed right into him. If he had been at peak condition, then he might have been able to dodge, but alas, he was too heavily injured to do so. Just as the young man started to accept death, he felt someone push him out of the way.

When he looked at who it was out of the corner of his eye, he saw it was a normal black haired man who looked barely 18. Though he did not see his face, the young man remembered the aura that the black haired man was emitting the moment before his death. It was one that he himself was quite familiar with. It was the aura of complete decisiveness, or the will to do something with no regrets whatsoever.

Just barely after the young man had finished memorizing the scene, the truck hit the black haired man and with a sickening splat, he died. Normally, the young man would have stayed behind to bury his saviour, but he did not wish to make his sacrifice useless. He knew that if he tallied for too long, his wound's would be the death of him. And so, the tired young man dragged his beaten body to the local clinic where the doctors there managed to stabilize him.

After that, the young man went on to live a normal life. He even managed to meet a nice woman and settle down with her to start up a family. His life could no longer be considered "bad"; however, no matter how much time passed, no matter how many events occurred, the young man, now old, never forgot the saviour who he owed his new life to.

POV shift...

?: Dammit, that guy messed it all up!!! I could just go and kill the guy I wanted, but then I'd end up causing too many problems with the natural order and *sigh* why did I have to make everything so complicated!? I should really consider going back in the past and punching the earlier me in the face. Ha... so, who was that guy who died anyway? ...Mike, huh? Average otaku, orphan, outstanding citizen, read so many harem light novels/Manga that it became one of his greatest wishes to have a harem... Hmm... well, maybe he can make things interesting? I did try to go for mostly people with amazing high class skills, but maybe having 1 guy like this will make for an interesting "game"... Ah, who am I kidding, it's been billions of years since anything really interested me! Why not, I'll give the boy a chance. Who says gods don't have a shred of kindness, hahahaha!

??: Ugh, big brother is starting another one of his famous plans to cure his boredom.

???: You guys want to do the same?

????: ...Why not, watching normal mortals has been getting a bit boring. Even watching heroes isn't like it was in the past. Alright, I'm up for it.

???: And you two are in agreement as well?

??/?????: *nod*

???: Then it's decided, it's once again time for the gods to have some fun♡.