[ WP ] You are born without a soul . While this causes a lot of issues with your state of mind and your relationship with religion , there is one benefit in particular that makes you useful in a way .

I was wearing headphones, so the only sound in the room was the clicking of my controller as I pulled the triggers. 
 
 On the screen, my avatar fired off round after round of virtual death into my fellow players, none of whom had ever actually been in my presence. 
 
 I'd only ever met three people, and from the knocking I assumed at least one of them was at my door. 
 
 `` I'll be back in a few minutes noobs'' I said to my online cadre. They indicated their assent as my character vanished from their world. 
 
 I stepped over the piles of soda cans and hot pocket packaging to look through the peephole. It was all three of them. The Tall Man, the Stout Woman, and the one with the Hood. I'd never seen his face. 
 
 I opened the door. 
 
 `` It's been a while, Carter'' the Tall Man said. He usually did the talking when it was more than one of them. `` Are you going to invite us in?'' 
 
 I gave them an exaggerated gesture. and threw open the door. `` Welcome to my palace.'' 
 
 They shuffled in. I was amused as they did their best not to touch anything. The man with the hood held what looked like an animal carrier, like he always did. 
 
 They only ever came by for one reason, yet they always seemed sheepish asking for it. Such hypocrites. 
 
 `` So there's another one then.'' 
 
 The Tall Man answered me. `` We just found out yesterday. We had to make arrangements to acquire the package, conceal the reality of the situation. And of course, travel here.'' 
 
 The man in the hood hoisted his charge, giving it to me. As he did that, the Stout Woman began speaking in Latin. 
 
 I rolled my eyes. Such drama. 
 
 `` Just leave it. You know I'll take care of it like I always do.'' 
 
 The woman shut up. The Tall Man could n't meet my gaze. 
 
 `` This service is appreciated. The consequences to everyone in the world if this situation were to go unresolved would be...'' 
 
 `` Yeah yeah, save me the speech. You know who I am, what I am. I do n't have the kind of moral difficulties you do. That's why you come to me with this.'' 
 
 I paused. 
 
 `` In fact, it's what you pay me for.'' 
 
 The Tall Man grew visibly uncomfortable. Regardless, he produced his customary envelope filled with 100 dollar bills. That should hold me for a while. 
 
 `` OK, so is there anything else?'' The room was silent as my question hung in the air. 
 
 The three of them moved towards the door. They never liked hanging around while I did my thing. The Man in the Hood would probably be back later to take care of whatever was left. 
 
 After they departed I went to my kitchenette. Standard bachelor apartment stuff, except for the oven. The oven was industrial strength. Most of the time I used it to make pizza, my sole culinary accomplishment, but tonight I'd be cooking something else. I turned it up to six hundred sixty six degrees and set it to alert me when it got to the right temperature. 
 
 I stepped over the carrier the Hooded Man had left me and popped my headset back on and logged back on my clan server. It'd be a little bit til the oven was ready. 
 
 The sound of the baby crying distracted me, so I put the carrier in the closet til the oven timer beeped. 
 
 
 

