[ WP ] You are given a deal by a higher power that grants you eternal life . The catch ? You have to kill one person every year . If you fail do do so , even a minute too late , you will die .

`` Yuck...'' You'd think that the same species that put a man on a moon could make the taste of whiskey a little more bearable, but here I am barely able to take a pull after 133 years on this planet. I drink only on the nights when I have to take a life. Usually a few shots of bourbon, maybe some vodka, a year ago today I think my choice was gin, but I'm not completely sure. Not remembering was the point of the alcohol in the first place, and although I do n't remember what I drank I can fully remember the faces of my undeserving victims with traumatic vividness. I am haunted by them, whenever I close my eyes I see their faces pleading to me for mercy, mercy I did not give. My immortality acts only like a vacuum for death, for my life is filled with the lives of others. 
 I do n't intend on giving him anymore lives than I already have, for tonight I plan on ending my own. I looked over my shoulder and saw that I had ten minutes left before my deadline, ten minutes before he would end my life for not fulfilling my end of the bargain, but I did not plan on giving him the satisfaction. My feet dangled from the seventh floor I dropped the whiskey bottle before I followed. 
 *Crash* went the whiskey bottle 
 Thud 
 
 I woke up the next morning, and saw him sitting at the foot of my bed, one more life gets you one more year he said wickedly before vanishing 

