[ WP ] in the future , the super rich have achieved immortality for hundreds of years , granting more power than ever . They forgot one thing though , that one hero of the middle class 500 years ago who stole the serum for themselves ... you .

I eyed the elevator tracker. My alarm notified her that someone entered the building, which was supposed to be impossible, it was sunday after all, and besides security and her staff, there was nobody in the building. I guessed, clinging to that guess, that someone was just grabbing some work files from his office or something. Some people have gotten way too attached to their work nowadays... 
 
 The elevator passed floor 30. So the little guest was not working for the police, they were bribed to not enter higher than there. Probably one of her lawyers, then. I have lost count of the amount of people I hired to work for me. Firing people is a risk that rarely works out in the long time, it is cheaper to slowly reduce their work and pay, but keep them tied to the company. I pressed a button, and the 55th floor got notification to bring me tea. Salted Earl Grey, which was probably an insult to tea conniseurs around the world, but when you are immortal, you need to try the weird stuff, too. 
 
 The elevator passed floor 55 without pause. Tsk, again so slow. I need to remember to admonish Annabelle, or Annemarie. Perhaps it was Anja Martha, remembering names is too much of a hassle. In doubt, I could just pay her to change her name. Maybe to something actually rememberable, something maid-y... Mady? Yeah, that could work. Anyways, the lawyer's offices are on floor 66, a small little gag that is affordable with 500 years of accumulated wealth. The visitor would get out there, probably stay for a while and go down again. Maybe he is slow enough to not delay the tea... 
 
 The elevator passed floor 66. Alright, he either is checking out the highest floor, or he is looking for me. Perhaps a business partner, or even one of us top 500. A surprise visit is weird, but not too concerning. After all, we are immortal, killing us is physically impossible. All that would happen is a short pain, and we would just move on. And if those 500 years have taught us anything, it was that time solved all problems. One of us had gotten himself on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean due to a plane crash. A century later, he had apparently just walked out of it the moment the currents were favorable. 
 
 The elevator stopped at floor 70. My floor. Alright, let's look at the cameras. A man, black hair, white skin, white shirt with black trousers, he was wearing sunglasses inside. Nobody rich, perhaps one of her employees. But even if he were, faces were hard to memorize after all, he had no reason to visit me without request. I pressed the button labelled `` Security''. In a moment, the business partners from floor 68 would come up here and apprehend him, rendered unconcious by the security on my floor. 
 
 The door to my room opened. and the man entered. He somehow must have gotten past them, though I hope he did n't injure them too heavily, it would be a hassle to deal with. He walked in the room and stopped in the middle. 
 
 `` If you are still waiting, you can stop now. Marco is n't coming. Neither is David, Emily, or anyone on this floor. The rest of your security is n't coming either.'' 
 
 I did n't know how to react. `` Pardon?'' 
 
 He seemed relieved. `` Oh, I am on the right floor? Thank god, it would have sucked if I had gotten off on the wrong floor, right? All this buildup and I would have just ended up walking into Lizbeth or maybe even just reached the roof.'' 
 
 Who was this, and what gall did he have to joke around in front of me. `` Do you seriously expect me to believe you incapacitated my entire security? Do n't take me for a fool, boy. I have witnessed every bluff in the world, and I know when they are fake.'' 
 
 He continued. `` Ah, no. They just did n't want to stop me. I mean, they had no motivation to do so. So I just walked past them, said `` *Hey, I just need to talk with your boss. Do n't mind me. *'' and they let me through.'' He was positively irritating, and I disliked his carefree behaviour. 
 
 `` You bribed them, then? I understand if you do n't want to tell me, but I may want to increase the pay to prevent this in the future. Also, if you do not mind, I think you should leave. I do not have any business with you, and you did not even request a visit here. You seem to have money, so maybe you can come back tomo-'' 
 
 `` You have taken the Immortality Serum as well, have n't you?'' was his reply. I was surprised. Did one of the other top 500 decide to play a childish prank on me? Or was there someone who replicated our serum? 
 
 `` Well... I did imbibe that serum you talk of. What, are you getting revenge for us becoming immortal or something? In a way, I'd like to see you try. It would be amusing, for sure.'' 
 
 `` No, I am not planning revenge. Hardly so. I have done the same, and I understand it fully why you all did. Dying sucks. Oh, by the way, no bribing was involved. I know everyone in here by person, and they remember me fondly enough that I could request everything reasonable and they would help me with it. Such as getting inside here.'' 
 
 `` You are claiming something so ridiculous? That you got in here because you are aquaintanced with them?'' 
 
 `` With some. Others, I dated. With the rest, I gave them gifts no mortal would be able to gift. Something worth far more than money to some, something worth a human life. Tell me, have you ever tried giving away a kidney? You have two, and even if you did n't, you are immortal, so you could live without, right?'' 
 
 I had not thought of that. After all, what use would it have? I live longer than my direct family, and I never got too attached to anyone as that would come up. And what use would I have for something as prudish as selling my kidney for money? I made more by not even moving to do it, and on the rare chance that it would harm me, I did n't want to risk it. Then I realized what he tried to imply. `` You gifted away both of your kidneys, huh. Interesting.'' 
 
 He chuckled softly. `` You misunderstand. The kidney was only figurative, in this case. But, since you asked, no I did not give away both of my kidneys. I have so far given away one hundred fourty three kidneys. Also, I have given away twenty nine hearts, nineteen pairs of lungs, and lastly, two eyes. Turns out, our bodies regenerate what is needed and ignores what is n't needed to survive. Eyesight is not needed, it seems.'' With that, the man took off the sunglasses, and where his eyes were supposed to be, two marbles were implanted. `` I could have left it empty, but I did n't want to scare others.'' 
 
 `` Well, this is a poor tragedy you present me, but let me ask a question: Why do you enter my building, befriend everyone in here and then come to meet me?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Well, I was quite pious in my earlier days. I believe in heaven, and of course, hell. One day, we all probably are gon na pass on, and I fully intend to go to heaven. I have been working away at replicating and producing the formular you used 500 years ago to give yourself immortality. I wanted to make you an offer now.'' 
 
 `` Oh, an offer. Let me guess, you want to sell the formula to me for my assets, so you have funds to do your `` Piety'' business?'' 
 
 He once again, chuckled. `` Ah, no. To be fair, if I wanted money, I would have had the time to get it. See, the thing is that I only aquired the serum by stealing it from you guys. The only way I will redeem myself if the theft itself will become beneficial to the masses. For that, I will give immortality to the public. One by one, they all will become immortal. Perhaps you want to help me in getting it to the public? Surely you could access the water supplies and get the serum spread to the masses.'' 
 
 `` And what will it do for me to do that?'' I ask. 
 
 `` Well, perhaps you want to go to heaven someday, too? I mean, for me it means little if I spread the serum slowly or quickly. I am immortal, I wo n't run out of time. You, however, can decide to revert some of the evil, some of the pain you have brought unto the world. It is entirely optional, of course. If you do not want to, you do n't want to. If you need to think about it, I can let you do that too. But I need an answer by next week.'' With that, he stepped to the window. 
 
 I was confused about where he was going. `` Why are you going to the window? The elevator is the other side.'' 
 
 He shook his head, and took out a stone from his pocket. He threw it, and the glass broke. `` No, this is faster. Also, I need to feel, else I ca n't repent.'' 
 
 With that, he walked out of the window.
