Day #1: After years and years of struggle, I have been given a chance to bring wealth to my family! The Dead Supermen have given me my number, and i am no longer human, no longer mortal, no longer alive! I am only: 55. And i am at the mercy of the dead supermen. I have been given a task: kill a man. Now in my twenty-five years of living, i never held a gun, let alone considered using one! It can be anyone of my choosiing, and i had no problem making up my mind: Marcen,a tax collector in helca,the town where my family resides, has been harassing us ever since we moved to the planet olygeia! It went down like this: about half past midnight, i casually walked up to his house and knocked on the door. As soon as he opened the door, i pulled out my pistol, a 15 round Culst Maroon, and pulled the trigger. Now this gun is no cap pistol; it is one of the most powerful handguns in the west side of the galaxy! And that pistol left a gaping hole in the center of his chest. It wasn't the most practical ways to kill, but it sure as hell got the job done! I am now an official dead superman, and currently awaiting my next task.