Authoritive Stories

Playing games with games...

How did this happen? My parents wouldn't give up their own son, but when they died I feel like I never knew them. "Sir, your parents left all their belongings and their responsibilities to Mr.Corron" their lawyer said to me "That also means you" I looked over at the man sitting next to him. The handsome man looked no more than two years older. How did my parents know him? What kind of relationship did they have to sign over their son, to a man he never met? "So from now on, you are his... *ahem* property" ------

I never really had an answer to what happens after you die and what it's like, except I know it's my AfterLife as I need to treat it that way. For I have already taken care of it.

Just blabbering of my thoughts. At first it was now it's like a manifesto inspired by everything worth despising.