Two years ago, I was in a bar. My wife had divorced me, taking half of my money and the custody debate of my two beloved children took place the morning after. However, I was certain she’d take them with her. As the bartender called, “last round” I sank into my drank, unwilling for what life was to bring me. I left the bar in an angry drunken fit. I had previously stolen the gun of an irresponsible intoxicated police officer in the night. I pointed the gun to my head, and muttered, “I’m sorry mother” and I closed my eyes, and pulled the trigger. The gunshot went off, but I didn’t die. Hesitantly, I opened my eyes – and I could not believe what I saw… My hero, Bald Martin stood in front of me, he’d used his magical baldness power to stop the bullet, right there in mid-air. “M-Martin…” I staggered backwards in shock. My legs felt weak in the process of the almighty one. “Do not fret,” Martin boomed. “It will get better, I know it will, I love you.” Tears dripped from my eyes and I kissed Bald Martin’s forehead, and it gave me the strength of a thousand men. Martin looked up, and Fortnite danced, causing him and his immense power to levitate into the air. I blinked, and he disappeared into the night sky. With my newfound power I stride into court the next morning, and I instantly win back my children – the judge saw Bald Martin in my eyes, and it reminded him of when Martin saved him from his abuse at home. I grew up with my kids and I never saw my ex wife again. Every night I pray to Bald Martin, he saved my life and I will never be able to repay him.