Sometimes, do you ever wonder about the world? Do you ever think, that if you stop for just a second to see - really see - the world, that it might just change before your eyes?
That happened to me. It was just a normal morning, I was sat on the floor with my back pressed painfully on my bed frame when it suddenly hit me.
The Earth was just the size of a tennis ball - maybe even smaller - compared to the sun. The sun was part of a huge galaxy, which in turn was just a speck of dust compared to the rest of the universe.
Of course, I already knew that. But it made me think - when put up against all this, I was insignificant. So insignificant, in fact, that I could live my whole life without leaving any trace whatsoever, and nobody would ever know.
It was at this point that I decided I would do whatever it took to leave a part of myself behind, even if it was just a whisper. It didn't matter if it was good or bad, as long as I was there. I tried - I honestly did - to be the best I could be.
All the way through school, I aimed to be the best at whatever I attempted. I worked myself so hard day and night to become the best, only to have it mercilessly destroyed by some big-headed suck-up. He always came first without even trying, no matter what. It angered me so much to see that happen, so I left.
I left school, I left home, and I did something reckless. It was only after deciding that I would have to settle on the other option that I joined the Mafia. I'll admit, it wasn't the best decision I've ever made, but it was the right one.
They accepted me, understood me, but most of all - they promised to help me beat my opponent if I helped them beat their own rivals. There was a lot to go through, but they eventually trusted me properly. It wasn't just trust either, it was respect. I liked that.
Eventually, I had too much of it. It got to my head, made me full of myself. I guess you could say that was why I died.
I got too reckless, confident. It was my own fault, nobody else caused it, as much as I would have liked to blame them.
Oh yeah, how stupid of me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name's Mihael Keehl, but you can call me Mello. But I guess it doesn't really matter now, since I'm sitting in my car, about to die.
But I'm not sad, because in the end, there's no greater motivation than revenge.
And I got it.