Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array. By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested. “Did you have a nice week?” asked Mrs God.“No.” Replied God. “I have birthed another pitifully substandard world. Destined, no doubt, to spiral over millennia into a violent capitalist nightmare, just like all the rest of them.”“Never mind,” said Mrs God. “Chicken pie for dinner!”Story Immortal John is dying. As his last surviving heir, you have been summoned to hear his dying wish. Will he ask you to avenge his death!? To murder all those who have wronged him!!? To bring to fruition his life long plan to topple the ruling elite from within, shattering the balance of power, and ultimately saving the world!!!? Or will he simply ask you to stop being such a shit?Only time will tell. Or me, I can tell you – It's the last