Everyone has bad days in their life, but what can you do? It’s not like you’re a god, well even gods have bad days.
There is one such case with Blunt Key, his bad day started the day he was born.
Not knowing what to name their baby, the Key family sat down and pondered a few weeks before delivery.
But instead of getting ideas from their thoughts they got it from a rusted knife that was randomly found stuck between the cupboards.
The Keys sharpened and cleaned the knife only to find that it was blunted into a block of metal instead of a knife.
Thus he got his name.
He is now 20 with a degree in teaching, a girlfriend, a rented house, a motorcycle and a high quality fishing rod. A pretty good life all in all.
However that life took a steep nosedive, on his 21st birthday…
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Waking up on the morning of his 21st birthday, Blunt, was quite annoyed at the loud knocking that broke him away from the embrace of his bed.
Bang Bang Bang!
“Coming!” Dragging his body of the bed Blunt yelled out the window next to his bed. He lives in a two-story house that had a history of dead people in it, which is why he could rent it out for such a cheap price, which is barely 300 dollars a month. At least the house is very well-kept and in good condition.
Rushing to brush his teeth, Blunt accidentally push the toothbrush into his gum which leaved a cut from the fast motion of the brushing.
Wincing at the pain, Blunt floss his mouth and get dress while ignoring the sting.
Thump Thump Thump
Running down the stairs in his sweat pants and long-sleeved shirt, Blunt opened the door to see two people a man and a woman who are in work suits.
“Hello, I believe that you are Mr.Key?” The man who appears to be a white American man with blonde slick hair and ocean blue eyes asked.
The man have a warm smile on his face and combining it with his well shaven beard, tone outer appearance, and bright disposition, the man is a total hunk for the ladies.
The woman next to him is not much different accept this time she is quite tan and a much kinder face. Her smile is full of sunshine and good will.
Blunt observed the two business people and he feels doubtful of their purpose, he wanted to get these shady people away before hopping back to bed. So he decided to, like his name, be blunt.
“Are you here to sell me stuff?” Blunt asked with a deadpan tone and stoned face with half closed eyes.
With the kind smiles on his face the white business man replied, “No, however there is a transaction that is required to happen.” With an even brighter smile the woman take out a piece of paper from the yellow folder that she held with her.
“Mr.Key your girlfriend miss Snide have gambled away all of your possessions which equates to about 50,000 USD, furthermore you still owe us 250,000 USD.” The words that come out of the tan woman were words that could make anyone scared out of their mind, however she said all of it with the kindest and brightest smile a person can have.
“What is this bullshit, if it’s my girlfriend why is the debt on me?” Blunt appears calm but in fact he was greatly shocked, his girlfriend of all people gamble? She was like a saint when she is in front of him...the book is much worse than he had judged.
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“Ah you see miss Snide sign a contract with us with your fingerprint on it,” pulling out another paper the lady displayed in front of Blunt. There was a wall of text on that paper and then his girlfriend signature and then his red fingerprint at the bottom.
This time Blunt’s face did not stay so calm, in his shock his memories were jogged and he remember, he woke up with a red finger one day, thinking that it was his girlfriend’s prank he got her back by drawing two circle around her eyes when she was sleeping. He never expected for this kind of thing to happen, that person sounds like a stranger to him, how can it be his girlfriend?
While still reeling in his shock the couple walked away to a large truck and say something to 4 burly men before returning.
“Mr.Key, we will be taking your possessions that was stated on this paper, and if you are not convinced that the paper in genuine, we have videos of your girlfriend in our casino and if you want to sue us that will make our life much easier because we have your consent through this hand print here.” The man still have that same bright smile on his face, however to Blunt that smile is darker and uglier than the most disgusting demon.
Knowing that fighting back is futile, Blunt just stood there as 4 large men came into his rented house and starts carrying out the stuffs that he bought himself.
He wanted to cry but no tears comes out, he wanted to yell but the voice got stuck in his throat, so all he can do is stand there and observe.
After watching for a bit, a snapping sound caused him to come back to reality. His most prized possession, the Iron Man Custom made fishing rod was there in front of his face, snapped in half.
Picking it up, he planned to get it fixed somehow later but before he can do anything, a large hand grab the broken fishing rod and threw it into the large truck with an arrogant smirk on his face.
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The man loved his job, he like it when he does these kind of things and see how the people broke down and cry at their lost possessions. It gave him a twisted pleasure that he can’t find any else, furthermore he gets paid for doing such thing, what else can be better than this job?
Furthermore, sometimes he get to keep small trinkets that can make a few grand from these clean up...he is living the dream, too bad the same thing can’t be said for the person that is staring dumbfounded at him now. “Ah, the dream.”
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After 2 hours everything in his house was cleaned thoroughly, Blunt can only weakly smile at this unfortunate situation. The entourage drove away after striping him clean but not before saying “remember Mr.Key, you still owe us that 250,000 USD.”
“Ah, am sorry mama, I shoulda just listen to you. Go to school and don’t worry about relationships...sigh.”
Saying that Blunt looked towards the wall mirror that belonged to the house owner, thus it was not taken.
He sees a sad sight of a scruffy man meekly smiling back at him, unshaven moustache, dark raven hair that was cut to a generic Asian low-cut, and droopy eyes that come from staying up all night. A face that will not stand out in a crowd, furthermore, he is barely 5 foot 4 in.
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Making his way downtown towards nowhere, with a hoagie in hand, Blunt blindly wander. Before he knew it, he found himself at an empty dock.
Sitting down he blankly stare out at the horizon, the waves are calm and the sunset is beautiful to behold.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Before he knew it, Blunt randomly stood up and screamed until his throat was hoarse.
“Blump”
A sound of something falling into the water resounded a few boats from Blunt’s location.
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“Sigh...mortal these days have no talent, only greedy power-hungry fools that have no ideas what to do with their given powers.” A man in a weird get-up muttered as he walked towards the large dock to take a leek. He wore a large trench coat in 90 degrees weather, a fedora matching his trench coat, and shades.
He looked like an old school villain, especially when he muttered under his breath while walking. “Grumble...useless mortals and their necessities...mumble…this zipper invention is quite useful…” standing behind a boat he release a hot steamy stream of waste.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
The unsuspecting man was surprise by the scream that seemingly came out of nowhere. Tripping on the slight protrusions that stick up from the bridge the man landed face first into the large cloudy puddle that he made in the water.
“Mother@^*¥ you piece of %^*# what the *^*# is wrong with you, you *^%+%^#% braindead bastard!” The man who is soaked in pee and stinking is roaring out at the screaming voice as he drag himself up onto the dock’s bridge.
Even though he is an ancient god, he still have to lower himself to become a mortal because he is afraid that his mortal enemy the “Alpha A-dap” would find traces of him. He is not willing to risk the plan that he made so long ago to go to waste just because of a few mishap such as this one, thus he can only suck it up and deal with it.
Approaching the screaming youth, the man was about to spit fire at the youth when he suddenly see something.
“Hmm?”