I gave away my riches

I had riches.
I used to almost run the whole drugs trade in the Annex, one of Canada's richest and most populous neighborhoods.


I realized talking to all the drugs addicts that we had a problem, so many people were being raped, abused, neglected, cursed by society.  The cops had too many corrupt, people had no where to turn but their drug dealer. 


I gave away my fortune to fight the wicked, to help the victims. 

You'll never find out who I helped.  It's top secret!

I can bear being tortured to death, held captive for years and years.  I can ignore the deaths of innocent people. 


I would pray for things to die, and they would.  I cast lightning bolts, changed the measurement of mass, cancelled chemical reactions. 


Finally I learned from the Old Saints to throw fireballs and torture people with my mind and God.


I watched as my enemies fell critically ill, lost their hope and jobs and spouses, had car crashes and got beat up and cut up.  Still they wanted to kill me, so finally I drove them attempt suicide, but I arranged for them to be saved from death, knowing that they would commit suicide.  I made them be saved by the believer they trusted. 

Hahahahha.


I was never a drug dealer. 

Lol I just gave away freely from my fortune always. 

Now it is small for the moment, very small, I can only give to my loved ones, and neighbors, but one day soon, I will become prosperous again.