My parents were strickt

I had strict parents, I was so scared of Doctor Boake that I would hit the books and learn how to make bombs and hack computers and spy on people. 
My parents put the terror of God into me.
My older brothers engaged in magic and adventure with me, and I was aware of the God since a young age.
God was making snow days for me, to miss school, and training me in video games and combat arts as a teen.
I was a terrible Lord of death already by the age of 10, by 12 I was gunning down adult competitors mercilessly in laser tag. 
As an adult I got to know the Angels of Doom, and they hung out with me to warn me, "no war or you could die... hahaha, but we'll go bury those guys for you/."
I was breaking out of handcuffs and chains by the time I was 11, by 15 I was beating everyone in fights or tying with them, I continued in my old testament tricks.
I wanted to bomb child molesters, slave traffickers of my people. 
I wanted to kill the enemy. 
I hated the army's hatred for all the people of the other race, rather than just hatred of the vile, the wicked.
The military lacked vision, and I left it and joined God's Secret Underground Forces. 
I wound up killing slave traffickers and helping the cops round up the pedophile creeps and murderers. 
I smoked weed and learned, and I pursued high arts, arts of combat, arts of government, arts of economics, arts of science and maths. 
I eventually came under the tutelage of God and the Angels, the Angents of Justice.
I was a terrible Lord of death. 
I meted out their punishment, and fought the assassins ruggedly and brutally.
I hurt them badly for trying to hurt me and my friends and family.
I have them hanging on the string, about to suffer death.
Some 50 people already could die in this life, and suffer a calamitous doom, in the next life. 
I mean really God, let us kill another 400 people?  Lolz.
More killing For Yahweh.
Remember what he may have said "Let not your swords tire, strike them and kill them until the land is covered in blood."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FrOQC-zEog
Now time to get comfortably numb.   pink floyd.  some cocaine anyone?