I was expecting the power I was promised to be in the form of raw power like the gun I saw my companion, but instead I was granted a vision in my head of magic. With this gift I came to understand what I asked for. Not the power of a soldier but that of a leader, a king. I need to weld others as my weapon. A gun can kill a man but knowledge and destroy and reforge hundreds. For now I am weak. I know little of the magic in this world I must grow my power and not overstep my reach. My next priority is to foster allies. I need to reach out toy men and prepare them for a battle again. And secondly I must prove my use to those in the task given to me from here on our.

I am a broken man who will remake himself into something no man will dare use as his tool.

My preparations are nearly complete. I have reached out to an arms supplier and have started contacting my old man and possible recruits they they know. I'm setting up a meeting with all of them next month. I'm still trying pick whether I want to host it at my home or at a bar. Both ways I'm going to have to provide a good number of drinks. I don't need all of them to go with me in fact I only really want the ones who do it without much convincing. They need to be loyal to me not gathered with force or charmed with words. After I gather some men I have plans to make contact with some of the oil princes. They are always looking for men to defend there assets. If not them The cargo ships need help defending themselves from Somalia pirates. With one or both I can bring in a stable enough income to keep the troop running.

The desert is quiet and clear. We get the occasional shipment. Or crew change but no major attacks have happened. I have beefed up my arms we now have two anti tank rifles and 8 severance drones. The men are back in shape and the new two are taking well to their training. Both in combat and language. I'm thinking about hiring a professional teacher for language and other practical classes.  I'm going to start to gather more men and the biggest thing I can offer them is EU citizenship. Surve for 5 years and in addition to their pay I will cover the legal fees and file the paperwork for them. If they are happy with me I will be ecstatic to keep them longer, but I know this life is not for most. The men that come to me are desperate or crazy, give me a month and I can make the weakest a proper soldier.

O.W.L has declared a extermination of the fire rats of Chicago. 120000$ per 2500 rats. I may not be a cryptid hunter, but I can take down some spicy rats. You don't need to be strong to kill rats you need to be smart. They are animals after all. I have a few ideas to clean them out and if that fails I will hire a professional to provide guidance. First I need more manpower though. You know what that means to Erbil I go. I need to write up some contracts. To cover requirement and set up a line of command for training purposes. 8 men a squad, I will try for a full platoon my 6 comrades each leading a squad for now though I think setting them up with 3 squads will be the bare minimum. Then I need to buy some presents for myself for Mike to gift to me once he fixes them. 

The traps are working. I got my first payment from O.W.L man it feels nice to get paid. I will give Mike his cut once he gets back from his next job. The rats are dieing without a problem. Though I'm not making much progress on curbing the population I'm definitely reducing the population though. I will have to take more steps to increase the speed of the rat killing. More traps might work, but I think that I need to find a way to clear out the nests to really stop the problem. Though I'm not sure if I want to do that, for now this is a consistent source of income. That is low risk. I could also try and get some of them alive, I want to try and make a stream Boller with them who knows they could be fairly good for making energy. Green powder for the win I guess.