Prologue: What Is Luck Anymore?

Walking down the road, I was reading a fanfiction on my phone, using the best website/app for it that there is (ahem*), when suddenly a... cat passed by my feet, making me trip and hit my head right into a streetlamp, and ahh... of course the cat is of black color.

"Ouch, damn it!" I groan, looking around and find that the black cat is strutting down the sidewalk the same way that I had just previously come from, "Damn cats, always spreading that bad luck around... even though I do love animals, cats especially..."

Rubbing my pounding head, I start to walk again, crossing the road safely before beginning to read my novel once more, when once again suddenly, I feel a hard metal against my spine, alongside a husky male voice saying, "Give me all the cash you have and don't turn around or I'll shoot you dead right here!"

Fear creeping into my voice, I respond, "All right, okay, just know it's not going to be much okay...?", I put my hand into my back pocket and pull out my wallet, only for him to snatch it quickly from me and run into an alleyway, disappearing into the night's darkness, never to be seen by me again.

"What the fuck is happening?!" I exclaim remorsefully, "This bad luck just because of a black cat?" I sigh, before throwing my hands up in frustration and continuing to walk the sidewalk again, to my destination- home.

"Well, at least this app never fails me..." I say with a dumb grin on my face, reading my novel and putting one foot in front of the other, moving slowly and mechanically.

"Hey dude! You on the phone grinning like an idiot, get out of the way quickly!" I hear another random male voice yell at who I am guessing would be me...

I look up and instinctively jumping backwards two steps, I just barely dodge a zooming car which crashes into a gas station, causing a chain of explosions that affect the surrounding area...

"What the- wow, that was a close- oh!" I jump forward, doing a roll along with it as I dodge a falling telephone pole that completely destroys the road that of which I was previously standing at.

Sighing and breathing heavily in exhaustion and disbelief at these miraculously crazy turn of events, completely unfortunate... yet slightly lucky number of encounters that I am experiencing, I turn to my left as I see a strange source of light that was getting ever so closer and feel my pupils dilate when...

Luck finally stops going my way, and I feel the incredibly thunderous impact of a truck slamming into my entire body, killing me off completely in a matter of seconds; my last thoughts in this life were, "Well, at least it was a truck, right?"