In a large milky white room sits a tall individual wearing a pristine white business suit.  He sits in a white leather boss chair with a white oak desk; a plaque saying, “Jackel, CEO of Life”. The strange figure also doesn’t have a face, Instead of normal features that normal humans have, he has a variety of punctuation marks that he uses to express himself, such as exclamation points for anger or surprise [!], question marks for questions [?], and both for confusion [!?] for example.

Jackel puts his feet on the desk and he sighs loudly, bringing his head to rest on the back of the chair, troubled and restless on what to do. “There's nothing to do..!”  he groans exasperated, “Everything is going according to plan in the world, nothing new or interesting..” sighing and putting his hand to his forehead trying to calm down and relax.

“There has to be a way that will make my world more.. Interesting..” He smiles mischievously (If he could), “Maybe a few natural disasters, like a few plagues, a volcanic eruption, perhaps a giant flood.. Nah too cliche”. He leans forward trying to think on what to do and he growls out of frustration.

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But then he gets an idea and he bolts upright, smiling like a madman (If he could), “I know!” he laughs and pounds his fist against the table and it visibly shakes. “I will bring people to my world! People who are not used to danger everyday, people who do not know the basic rules of my world and logic..” He leans back into his chair and makes a perfect posture to look like an evil master mind, if only he had a cat on his lap at that moment

 “How should I do it though.. Will I just summon people who have died, or just random people, or perhaps scout them out first,” He ponders and then continues, “And should I give some of them a bonus or just throw them in with no help at all..”. He swings his chair around and the looks up at the ceiling, “I have much to think about, fufufufufu…”