Many people believe that wealth is the greatest thing in life. Women are often obsessed with money and luxury, while men are constantly chasing fortune just to satisfy them. It's a never-ending torment for soulless hearts. I too, once followed that path — but unlike many others, I knew when to stop.
My name is Larss, and this is the story of my life.
I'm a pretty lively and funny guy, always smiling and kind to everyone I meet. I have this incredible ability to adapt quickly and make friends with almost anyone in no time.
Back then, I was just an ordinary guy, and like everyone else, I only thought about myself. I used to hang out with friends from wealthy families, while I was just a simple guy struggling to survive.
Luxury phones, expensive clothes, wild nights in clubs, and seductive prostitutes — that was the daily routine for my so-called friends. I tried my best to keep up with them, but I was always behind, always out of place.
One day, tired of being humiliated and feeling small, I made a decision — to get rich, no matter what it took. I started visiting local healers and fortune tellers around the neighborhood, hoping one of them could help me find a way. But none of them managed to convince me.
Then one day, I met a man on the street. He was dressed simply in shorts and a t-shirt, but there was something unusual about him — his scent wasn't ordinary. Deep down, I felt that this man was extremely wealthy.
He was carrying several shopping bags, so I offered to help him, and he gladly accepted. I walked with him to his house, and just as I had sensed, he was rich. His home was surrounded by tall fences and had two floors.
The house was enormous, with an incredible, luxurious interior. We entered, and his living room was stunning. He asked me to drop the bags in the kitchen, where his wife was — a stunningly beautiful woman with the kind of figure that could make anyone feel insignificant. I dropped the bags and stepped out.
As I was about to leave, the man stopped me.
"Wait, my friend! Thanks for your help — but you can't leave just like that. The food's ready, sit down and have a bite with us."
He added, "By the way, I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Daniel, and the woman you saw in the kitchen is my wife, Mica."
I replied, "Nice to meet you, I'm Larss."
So, I sat down and we ate together. After the meal, I stood up to leave, but he asked:
"Do you want to be like me? Rich, I mean."
I hesitated, then said, "No… I'm fine the way I am."
But he smiled and said, "I saw you leaving the healer's place, and he told me why you came. So?"
I admitted, "Yes… but I don't know how."
He then said, "It's easy. Come see me at 9 PM."
That evening, at exactly 9, I went back. He took me to a room in the basement.
The room was filled with strange symbols, and a peculiar smell lingered in the air. Suddenly, the whole atmosphere changed. Darkness filled the room… and that's when I saw…
To be continued…