With the free time and money opened up from lack of playing video games, I would have become a frugal entrepreneur since birth. I'd have amassed a sum great enough to have had invested millions of dollars into Tesla shares when the company was in it's infancy dethroning Elon Musk in a few years time. I would have owned about 2 dozen fortune 500 companies by age 15 and been given the nobel peace prize for finding the universal cure for autism.
With all the global recognition and outpours of happiness, I would have tripled my earnings through racketeering and villainy of black market tax exempt enterprises with everyone distracted like any rich politician would turning my previous pathetic 39 billion into quadrillions of USD and overpowered Jeff Bezos as richest man in the world by this time. Mostly by making money off of wars. Most of which self influenced through ties on a congress level. I would have lost to Trump in the 2016 election but spent every dollar since on making a vengeance doom day scenerio and stealing secret confidential files from the DARPA net, making scientific military militias that only a sci fi film could muster millenium beyond current civilization and making hydrogen rockets capable of integalactic travel to wage space warfare and take down the entire grid.
I'd perform multiple sophisticated compelx DDOS attacks on some of the most complex data networks in the world. Eventually building complex rocket launchers from cold war blueprints. In turn launching hydorgen nukes at both the moon and the international space station causing world war 3.
I'd have used systemtic racism as a tool to spread propaganda leaflets and Nazi style brainwashing tactics to turn inner society against eachother even more so then it is now while simoultaneously making the people loathesome of their government on a new level. Both in Europe and US. Eventually i'd have had so much power of the people that they'd do anything I command and revere me as a savior of sorts from the wars that are waged inside of their sub concious minds. The fear or what lies behind the curtain. The self evident truth they hide from us. Who could they trust afterall? The man who grabs people by the kitty kat, the woman who takes funds from people who behead gays? or the guy who cured autism..... And i'd lie to the people with that politicians smirk they all have. But although I had selfish ways, I would put the people as a forefront of my indeavors and it would be a visible reality of what really is. Something they were never given.
As the world crumbles in darkness, a pit would crack in the earth, it's the raputre the bible spoke of. The innocent are being saved. They'll get sky box seats and all access VIP pass to watch the show.
But the majority remain, unfree from the lucid nightmare we all will swim through, a nightmare so large it has garnered the attention from demi god immortals from the "other" side.
As a propganda mastermind, my militia's governmenting would convince the people that the rapture was not of god, it was of us. We are god afterall. They'd believe us. We can turn water to wine, poor into rich, the sick into the cured.
I'd have had teams of twisted WWIII scentists working on chemical irrigation systems that repurpose blood to main organs reviving them after years of dormancy to ressirect the dead as undead super soldiers to dump endless raining fire at opposing opposition, first practiced and attempted by Soviet Russians in 1943. The blueprints would be simplified, mastered and done so a assembly line of science engineers, the most brillaint minds of today could endlessly create undead soldiers to form a inner zombie apocalypse in conjunction with the ongoing war. It'd be a complex revision of the rabies simplex but pushed to new boundaries. Of course with some cellular mutation....
Eventually both US and Japan would surrender from the terrors. Forced to wage undead warfare with millions of zombies for the rest of time like an endless walking dead marathon. But i'd rescue the ones pure of heart. The misfit children who weren't saved by the golden glow. While I would have already had a giant island of perfect people, of the most physical perfection. Rated on both intelligence, attractiveness, physical fitness and creativity levels to form a genetic anomoly and to make a borderline pedigree perfect gene pool. I'd continue with Space X mission and travel to Mars to live with my new master race of people and all those who could come. Where we'd traverse the stars and wage wars on other planets.
If only I hadn't bought them damn video games........
