I (26 M) met my wife (24 F) four years ago. She’s the love of my life. We met in college when I was in my third year studying nuclear physics. We married after graduation and I started working at a nuclear plant to support for our newly formed family, and to further follow my passion. And luckily enough, we were able to build our home right next to where I work. After two months into our marriage, she told me that she was pregnant and wanted to keep the baby, as if things weren’t great already! I was thrilled with this information. But like they say, all good things must come to an end.

When she was at the end of her first trimester, the doctors informed that she had brain cancer due to radiation poisoning. This threw me into a shock. I could see our beautiful future crumbling away. We decided to abort the baby and my wife started chemotherapy, but to no avail. I slowly became more and more depressed and we started having sex less often. I told my saddening story to my coworker (25 F), and she comforted me. We started texting more and after a week or so we ended up having sex. We met each other more frequently for the next two months.

But my wife accidentally saw my text messages. She then confronted me. I told her that I couldn’t cope with our tragedy and was seeking comfort. She started saying I am a “narcissist” and that I am a “toxic a-hole” and other such vicious insults. Those words were too painful for me. I wished she would stop saying them so I accidentally ripped out her tongue. She started to move around frantically so I amputated her limbs so she would stop moving around as it would hurt herself. After 2 minutes she stopped moving. I checked her breath and she had passed away. I broke down crying. How could she leave me like that?

Anyways I went out to buy some hydrogen peroxide and concentrated sulfuric acid in order to make some piranha solution to dissolve the body. On my way home, I heard my neighbor (40 F) calling 911 to report that her neighbor was screaming. They said they would arrive in 20 minutes. I couldn’t destroy all the evidence in time, plus I had no where to escape. Then I had an idea. First I dissolved the body. Then I made a small timed bomb at home and timed it to 20 minutes, roughly . Then I broke into the nuclear plant where I worked and I removed the control rods and placed the bomb there and I timed it to 20 minutes. While leaving the plant, I took one radiation protection suit and a crowbar. I used the crowbar to pry open a manhole and escaped into the sewers. I left a recorder in my room connected to my phone to know if they found anything. After twenty minutes, the police arrived at my house to find what happened but to their surprise the bomb went off, and voila! The nuclear plant detonated and all the evidence along with the police and that bitch ass neighbor got fucking obliterated.

I escaped the sewers and came out in a nearby river. I returned to the city and I was shocked. Turns out I underestimated the amount of uranium in the facility and the entire city was obliterated. Also, it seems that bitch also reported seeing me in my suit before dying. So now I am under investigation by the entire national intelligence agency. In fact, I could hear the helicopters zoning in on me. I quickly snuck into the sewers. I didn’t know if things could get this bad. But like they say, all bad things must come to an end(?). A portal emerged in front of me. I went into it and entered the plane of the Darklord, the ruler of the tortured souls. There, the Darklord (10,000 M) welcomed me and told me that he was impressed by my skills and tactics and was considering giving me the power of dark magic if I were to become his servant. I had to take it since I had to survive at that moment. I felt power like nothing that my regular life could offer me. I went out and destroyed all the tanks and helicopters in a single swipe of my sword.

Well that wouldn’t put me off the watchlist but at least they wouldn’t come near me for a good amount of time. I lived a peaceful life for a couple of weeks. I couldn’t simply go to the dark dimension as the environment there is unfit for my survival for long periods of time. The source of my power was the energy harnessed from the tortured souls. It is especially effective in my world because that energy is opposite in nature to the energy in our universe. Armed with this newfound power, things were going smoothly, until another problem emerged.

The Darklord started to call me for small errands. But those errands are way too dangerous than he claims. In fact, some of the errands nearly killed me. Clearly for some reason, he wants me dead. But I couldn’t figure how. However, once I saw a tortured soul go to the Darklord’s palace. Then I noticed that the soul visits the Darklord rather frequently. I confronted the soul and it was that same annoying bitch that ratted me out to the police. She was manipulating the Darklord into thinking that I was untrustworthy (well she isn’t wrong). I quickly dispatched her. But I realized that I am fucked and I have to think of something. I went to my world to make some preparations and then the Darklord summoned me. I talked to him and realized that the hope for negotiation is over. He started to attack me. He is far stronger than me, but he has one major weakness. Before the fight, I had went to the ruins of my neighborhood and that nuclear plant to collect some leftover uranium-235 and enriched my sword with it. Since his energy is opposite of that of my world, he should theoretically be weak against forms of energy in my world. I sliced him with my uranium enriched sword which detonated the uranium and he weakened drastically, and then I impaled him and finished him off.

But shortly after that, I quickly realized I fucked up real bad. The Darklord in his dying breath said that millennia ago, there was only one world, a world of endless suffering. And it was the Darklord himself that took all the suffering in the world and separated it from this world and stayed there to ensure the separation was maintained for the rest of eternity. He was the one holding the tortured souls from entering my world. But now with the Darklord gone, there is nothing holding back the wrath of the tortured souls from destroying the world. What should I do?