A lone man hiking through the mountains finds a strange artifact that grants him the power of a god .

I love going outdoors, espically hiking up mountains. Usually because inside my house, my family were at each other's throats. I was always the victim of it all, being put to blame just because i'm the oldest son. 
 
 That all changed, and let me tell you how. 
 
 It was just a normal hike in a summer day. Five miles East of my small town were some small mountains that I had been planning to hike for awhile. I left just as the sun was rising up, fortunately before everyone awoke. I packed all my gear in my dad's truck, found his keys, then took off. 
 
 Not many people had hiked this mountain. Apparently people get `` bad vibes'' from it, almost as if an evil energy rested in the core of the mountain. Those who did hiked the mountain always came back with a twitchy look, as if they had seen a ghost. Legend says that Native Americans had used the mountain as a temple, so that could explain why. 
 
 I was only half-way up the mountain when I found the cave. I was just taking a quick food break on some flat land. I had packed a few sandwiches and a couple of water bottles in my backpack. As I began munching on the sandwiches, I spotted it up a nearby dirt path. The path went uphill, then curved to the right into the cave entrance. I thought it would of been cool to check it out, even though I did n't bring a flashlight or a camera. 
 
 Ten steps into the cave I fell through the hollow ground. I'm not sure how far I fell, but I could definitely feel something inside my hip. I was losing blood by the second. I panicked like hell, attempting several times to scramble on my feet, but I fell each time. 
 
 Then I felt it move. It pushed itself in me slowly. I felt it move through my body. I felt it slither closer and closer to my heart. I blacked out. 
 
 When I awoke, it was at night. From the moonlight, I could see myself. I was missing my shirt, but I had markings on my body. They seemed like tattoos, almost tribal. That's when I felt it inside me. I felt powerful, I felt energy. I raised up my hand towards a Rose slowly. I balled my hand up, and at the same time crushed the Rose. 
 
 I staid by the mountains for a week straight, practicing the new power. First I learned how to levitate, then I learned telekinesis, and finally I learned how to control the wheather. I **created** thunderstorms. I **made** rain. I controlled *all* life. Nothing could stop me now. 
 
 My reign of terror will begin soon. My town will be my first victim.
