“And that’s why I want a divorce, I’m tired of you're absolute need to control and judge every single thing that I do. Your fucking crazy!” I tried my best not to be loud as my gonna be soon ex-wife and I stepped out of the therapist building, getting the green light for the divorce. Small miracles.

“You have no friends, and every friend I have thinks you’re an absolute bitch tearing into me on every DM choice or action I make. I can’t go anywhere without you complaining about something and when I do, it’s not somewhere you wanted to go or how long we’re there. The worst thing is that abomination of a family.” That last part wasn’t needed, but it was a want.

Kim, the bitch, had her mouth agaped at the audacity to chew her out in public. I relished the opportunity.

She took a firm stance as we waited for the cross walk light to turn white.

“I’m crazy?! What about you! Who the hell can eat 3 day old pizza that was left out on the coffee table. Who but you would rather spend the day like a child instead of going into work like an adult. You don’t cook, clean, or do anything for that matter. And don’t give me that “we have maids shit”, you couldn’t function without me and you know it.”

The light was taking forever as Kim took a deep breath to let loose more garbage. “ The very idea that I don’t have friends is laughable, I have friends all around the world. You have those losers you play with and the only reason I played was to spend time with you. The complaining you so graceful put out there was only because you suck at DMing and can’t get the rules or story straight.”

This she-devil made my life hell for the past 5 years. Sure, some of you might ask “But Mark, isn’t it your fault for marrying her in the first place. And I would calmly start the reply of “Well, she was different then and we were together for years and blah blah blah”.

Nope. It started in a weird way. I was a data tech fresh outta college and was lucky enough to land one of the biggest companies in LA, in my life for that matter. Started out fine as I was bullied into doing my seniors share of data encryption my first three months which landed me to meet the company’s owner daughter and brand-new CEO.

Let me tell ya right out of the gate, she was starved for attention. Add a small portion to my nerdy good looks, a pinch of daddy doesn’t approve and you get a nice serving of a hot and heavy 20 some year-old woman that was looking to blow off steam. That steam turned into fire when the janitor found out about our nightly routine causing the poor old man to get canned. He was so close to retirement too.

After two months of that, daddy dearest found one of our sex-escapades on camera in the top floor office on a tip by a unknown concerned co-worker. It was the janitor, go figure the guy still had hard feelings.

I got the pink slip there after, only for the she bitch to say we were engaged. Me being young, dumb and not wanting to move back in with my parents in the bum-fucking nowhere of Nebraska, I made the mental choice to agree. Only to have the wedding that very weekend!

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It gets better. I get a fast track of promotions all because god forbid I’m still an intern. I got pushed all the way up to manager of all the data oversight, said oversight that I had no fucking idea of what I was doing and everyone knew how I got the position by screwing the brains out of our CEO! All I did was hide in my office all day waiting to get out of that hell. I mean all day, only for Kimmie to drag me off to some company retreat or meeting etc.

It got so bad that I ended up enrolling in therapy. That I had to hide that from my wife because her and her family couldn’t have one of their members in an institution. Fucking uncaring assholes.

“And don’t think I don’t know about you running to that little bitch of a therapist crying about your good fortune!” Nope, guess she knew about that.

Give a few years later towards the end of our marriage I finally make headway by meeting with my old friends from college and playing a good old fashion game of dnd. Only for Kim to join in when one of our maids found a forgotten character sheet I left on my escape. Fucking asshole.

I was interrogated for hours! until I relented in giving out the desired info on what it was (she already did intensive research on it beforehand) and the location we were meeting up at. It was a comic bookstore she already had the address and name of.

There wasn't much I could do to salvage this marriage, the best thing i could do was start over and try to find misses right. felt a hard shove against my back. She did pilates, yoga, and some mixed martial arts. Fuck that ambitious hoe.

I fell with the front row view of a truck on my right barreling towards me.

Hello truck-kun.

…Splat!

Unbeknownst to me, as the truck passed Kim showering her in fresh gore a second truck struck her. The last thing she seen was Mark getting turned to pulp juice. She didn't know what came over her, just that the anger had finally built to the point she couldn't control it.

***

As the whites faded from my eyes, all I saw was….. more white. The fuck. I began to hyperventilate as thoughts went through my mind, the death my short life. Then there was my gonna be divorce which entitled me to nothing but the happiness of getting rid of her.

“Fuck!” I screamed out into the distance.

The very thought that I wouldn’t be able to live a healthy life with a women was worst then being married to that bitch Kim. Barely.

As I spiraled down to self loathing I heard a chime. It was like the bells on Christmas morning, bring with it a flash of white so intense that I had to shield my eyes. Then I heard a voice.

“Welcome child, you have won the prize of reincarnation of your choosing.” The unknown voice was maternal in nature, bring a sense of calmness I haven’t felt since I was back home. As I looked around for the speaker, I saw a sparkle out of the corner of my eye. It couldn’t have been more then 15ft from me.

That sparkle turned into a shimmer then pure ripples of light making a hole in the white room. As a second passed, a large women stepped out.

Now when I say large women, I don’t mean fat but in stature. She stood double my height as she took steps to me. That double in height soon turn to triple then more as those steps took much longer to reach me.

As I saw the giantess come closer to me I took in her appearance. She had a clean completion with flowing red hair that went to her ankles. Trailing the hair I seen she had on a toga like in those Greek pictures I saw in college. Moving back up to her face, she had a sharp nose and burning blue eyes. Her lips were rosy red and I was conscious of her staring at me.