[ WP ] You are an omnipotent god . Out of boredom you decided to live an ordinary human life vowing not to use your power . 15 years has pass and you have a 9 to 5 working for a major tech company . Your boss has been tormenting you for years and you have reach your limit

James and Robert sat the bar. They were taking shots and complaining about their boss Dylan. Regular Friday night stuff. 
 
 `` That's it. Fuck this guy. I'm gon na kill his wife.'' 
 
 `` Jim you ca n't say shit like that man.'' 
 
 `` Would n't be first time I fucked over someone to prove a point.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` Nevermind man do n't worry about it.'' James slammed another shot of Tequila. `` That asshole has had it out for me for years dude. 15 years I've been with this fucking company and he has been RELENTLESS! I do n't get what is fucking problem his!'' 
 
 `` Who knows dude, maybe one of the other workers we bring out told him you say shit like you're gon na kill his wife!'' Robert laughed as he said it. 
 
 `` Bobby, I'm tired man. For 15 years you've been a great friend, and I really appreciate that. I just want you know, that no matter what happens, I've got your back alright.'' James stood up, dropped a fifty on the bar, and started to walk away. 
 
 Robert grabbed him by the arm. `` What the fuck man? Do n't say shit like that and just walk away. You've got me worried now. Whatever is going on I can help. Talk to me!'' 
 
 James rolled his eyes, `` Great. You bargain at the inevitable too? Of course, you are human after all.'' 
 
 `` What? I'm driving you home you are way too fucking drunk for me to leave you alone.'' 
 
 `` Get off me man! I'm gon na go kill Sheryl and you ca n't stop me.'' 
 
 `` Sheryl did n't DO anything. You're seriously starting to freak me the hell out.'' Robert was doing his best to subdue James and keep him sitting, but he was n't having it. Drunk James was hell bent on killing Dylan's wife. 
 
 `` Job's wife did n't do shit either and I still killed her. All because Luke said'You wo n't, no balls!' Matter of fact, fuck this guy! I'm gon na level his whole damn block!'' 
 
 Robert swore he was just pushing James back down into his seat. How did he get home. How did get naked and in bed? He checked the time: 8 o' clock in the morning on Sunday. `` Oh fuck me, did I drive home drunk again?'' 
 
 Robert turned on the TV. The news headline read `` Tornado ravages Cincinnati block; every resident presumed dead.'' That was definitely Dylan's neighborhood. Robert could n't believe it, he checked every news source he could find on both the TV and internet. The tornado formed without a single warning sign, touched down, wrecked the whole block and ONLY that block, then disappeared.. 
 
 Robert's face twist up in confusion as he though back to last night. He grabbed his phone and called James. 
 
 James answered, `` Hello?'' 
 
 `` What the fuck...?'' 
 

