[ WP ] A man with the ability to `` Quicksave '' and `` Load '' has used this to become very successful . But now he has accidentally saved less than a minute from a disaster he can not change and has been reverting to his savepoint at the last second ever since .

Oh yes, she's a lovely one. 
 
 Her hair is shoulder length and light reddish brown and when she turns her head this way or that her hair slashes the empty space with muted friskiness. Her figure is even and demure and her swagger tingles my anticipation. She wears the smooth skin of youth that does not yet bear marks of regret and I bet she smells like vanilla flavoring poured over fresh snow. Oh, I bet she does. 
 
 However, I would never confess that I always fall for a girl just like her; I always have room to love more and I have loved so many. But, like the others that I have loved before, I get myself into a routine with my new lovely. It starts out easy enough and always the same, love at first sight. And once I fall in love I have to have to have to tell that person in wonderful ways how much I love them. 
 
 After we fall in love it is necessary for me to, how do I explain this silly little thing that I do... like a video game I can save my life at a certain point in time. I do this because the perfect love that blossoms from a new relationship is n't always perfect because I always fall in love with the wrong type of person. But, I can save our relationship and I do and I repeatedly go back to when we first met until we have our perfect day together. Yet, before I save my life for this new venture I want to savor the last one more time because now that I have fallen in love anew I ca n't go back in time and relive that perfect day with my last love. 
 
 They were twin boys, ages 3 and 4. Yes, it did n't make sense to me either. It was so hard to get to play with the boys but after 49 life reloads I was able to create a scenario where daddy's brakes failed in front of a kindergarten crossing and I gave up on the mother and just sliced her throat with a serrated electric turkey knife. Once the'rents were gone it was play time! 
 
 I got the boys together and I looked at their sweet, smiling stupid face and I crossed my eyes and belched at them. They laughed at the silliness of it but I was n't trying to humor them I was rewriting over my last life save. Yes, yes I have to rewrite over my saves because my mother creator whoever that whore was gave me the gift of immortality by allowing me to save my life but not giving me access to older saves. I'm a one slot save slut and when I finally find a good save point I reload and reload and reload so I can relive, over and over again, my perfect day with my new-found love. While crossing my eyes and belching is my humorous way of saving my life I reload my life by clenching my butt muscles; I did n't choose how to do this no more than I chose to be born, which is good because from what I've learned is that clenching one's butt muscles is often a reflexive action and that simple truth has genuinely saved my perfect days multiple times. With the twins that perfect day was a twenty pound sledge hammer. Oh, we played vroom vroom cars, giddy-up cowboy and many other wonderful dates when I reloaded my life save to revisit them but our perfect day together always ended with me making a red puddle out of their little brains. Those boys have been the best to play with for the last few months but it is time for me to move on and live another day and this new girl in my life will be the one who helps me move on from them. 
 
 I saw her while I was taking a drink from my orange-grape-root beer soda to wash down a bite of my deep fried jalapeno wrapped hot dog. I was in a mall jovially looking around hoping to find a new love since the twins were starting lose their freshness. My heart gulped down the load that was in my mouth and I quickly savored the moment with eyes crossed and a loud belch. 
 
 The bitch turned around with fucking cannon in her hand and shot at me with an electric blue slug and I clenched my butt muscles. 
 
 The bitch turned around and I dove under the table as I prepared for the bullet to explode over me but to my relief, and then sudden fear, I heard no crack of gunfire. I took a very brave moment and ignored everyone's rude stares and peered over the table at woman with red hair. She was, I could n't believe it, perusing through a magazine at a newsstand. I kept staring at her and she kept flipping through the pages and I stood up and looked at her in horrid fascination. Is she my one true love? I took a few cautious and investigative steps toward her and she dropped the magazine and pulled that cannon into my face and I clenched my butt muscles. 
 
 I could still taste the burp when she turned around and started running towards me. I fell backwards over my chair and got up and ran from the crazy bitch but she was fast, way too fast for a human. I had to get away from her and create a new save in a safe place so I jumped over benches, knocked people out of my way and slipped into down a maintenance hallway. But this bitch was the terminator if there ever was one and she kicked open the door and was right on my ass, which, I thought about reloading with my butt muscles but if I did I would be back in this same scenario so I kept running. But then time slowed and I heard the click of a hammer being pulled back and the hallway echoed with the boom of her fingering her cannon and this time her bullet was faster than my asshole and when that electric blue slug hit me it with such a force that it knocked me over in a head to toe tumble. 
 
 I was on the ground, bleeding in pain and I tried to clench my butt muscles to restart this date gone wrong but to my horror I realized that my new love had shot off my asshole. 
 
 She towered over me, pulled out a tablet and said something in a garbled language that I somehow recognized. She accused me of crimes of love and put something on my wrists and then we started to sparkle, transporting somewhere I believed, and I looked at her with pure love, smiled and crossed my eyes and belched. 
 
 Oh yes, she is a lovely one. 
 

