Make the wish you want most

John thought for a moment, “You can read my thoughts, why don’t you tell me what I want. I mean not just what I want right now but what I want deep down in my deepest subconscious shadows, the most primal visceral desire, that I don’t even tell myself.”

Gina raised an eyebrow, “Are you sure, you might not like yourself?”

“Hey, Know thyself right? Well how better to find out?” John affirmed.

“You are either brave of a complete fuck-tard.” She swallowed and looks at him, she put her hands on his head and her fingers slip into John’s head as she read the deepest of his thoughts. As Gina searched his head he saw flashes of things great things weak things horrible things. Visions of war, ****, and suffering passed before him. Sometimes John was marching with great demonic armies across world. Sometimes he would be healing the sick and lame. Sometimes he was in the middle of a massive orgy. There were countless other thoughts which came to the surface as Gina continued to explore his little mortal mind. He began to fear what she would find in there seemed to be more horrors than he had ever dreamed would exist in his mind. Could he really be such a horrible person, or were all Man so wretched and only denied it?

Suddenly, “Alright, John, I got,” She floated into the air and a began to shine with a red-black light. A ring of black energy escaped her body and expanded passing through the walls disappearing.

In fear and self-loathing he demands, “Oh Dear God! what have I done! What have I done! What have YOU done!”

Gina was offended and he could hear it her voice, “What you wished.” He did not care what she felt right now.

“What did I wish?”

Gina sighed, “You are the only man on Earth.”

“You killed everyone in the world?” John pleaded.

“No, not everyone, just the men.”