1 The life I had before

"Hey, Dan! I just wanted to say happy birthday to one of my favorite people on this planet!"

Although these few remarks were common when anyone says them. But when the person is saying this is the director chairman of Sunny Entertainment, it's a different story.

"Thanks, man, that means a lot to me coming from you, and I'm glad you made it," Dan said.

No, this isn't just any celebration for an ordinary person. No this is the party for Dan Griffin bartender and owner of the Griffin which is a massive yacht and club of some of the most wealthy and influential people are a part of and gather to discuss business, to socialize and network with the others, and even just to let loose. Dan has seen everything from well-off CEOs to princes of countries. He also knows a few of the biggest drug lords of the criminal underworld. The yacht is one of the biggest on the market costing a couple hundred million which includes two helipads at the bow and stern, a heated pool with colorful lights at the bottom, an extensive range of rooms that would put most 5-star suites to shame, and as Dan puts it "the jewel on the wedding band" his barroom which has all 18th century Victorian style furniture, red velvety soft floors, and the finale of this room has an L-shaped bar with a lavish redwood countertop, the twelve gold tap handles all have a high tech system where each valve is attached to six different kegs under the room for 72 choices, and the variety of all sorts of high-end spirits an liquor behind the counter is as eye-catching as the bar itself. Behind that very "jewel" is the birthday boy himself mixing one of his favorite drinks a bourbon stone sour. "1 1/2 oz of bourbon, 1 oz of simple syrup, 1 of Orange Juice, 3/4 of Lemon Juice shake ingredients with ice and strain into an old-fashioned glass filled with ice. Garnish with a slice of orange and a cherry." muttered Dan as he fixed his drink. The chairman who wished him a happy birthday sitting there watching him make the glass looking a little confused and then asked Dan, "if this is your party, why are you still working the bar?" Dan, who just took a gulp out of his glass, looked back with the equivalent amount of confusion on his face and said, "who would I trust this bar with besides myself? I'm the only one who can operate this bar." "haha your kidding right I never knew you as the arrogant type, Dan; just because it's your bar doesn't mean there isn't other competent staff who could take over." the chairman exasperated. Dan then laughed and shook his head and said "no I didn't mean it ability-wise I've met plenty of bartenders who are just as capable or even better than me they physically can't because without my specific biometrics their hand will be entirely burnt off by a high powered laser which burns at 3000 degrees Fahrenheit" while Dan was saying this you could clearly notice a bead of cold sweat slowly slide down his face. Visibly shaken now the chairman asks, "wh-wh-why, would you need such a security feature in the first place."

Dan mysteriously said, "that's a trade secret." That secret is everybody else secrets that everybody else has. Dan over the past couple of years has developed his hearing to the point he can hear whispers from one end from the bar to the other, and with this talent, he has grown this ability so much he can listen to every patron's troubles where they complain about their jobs, life, and enemies. Dan used this information as a starting point to build-up his club from scratch to where it is now by selling this info to a variety of sources for a very steep price. His information network has stopped nations from entering into war with each other but also toppled governments. Same with businesses and relationships. While dan was talking with the chairman, another club member started to clink their glass with a spoon to draw everyone's attention. "I would like to wish for everyone in this room to wish this man a happy birthday I can speak for almost everybody here that our positions we're solidified and grown because of his club and I personally could not have done it without his help so happy birthday to the best bartender around!" "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone cheered with a couple of confused looks from some of the club members who weren't in the know about his info business including the chairman. As everyone started to quite down Dan then said:" thank you all for this wonderful occasion and now if you mind me to be a little unprofessional saying this LET'S GET FUCKED UP!!" Then everyone proceeded to become completely wasted as the night went on with Dan drunk still made each and every drink expertly and with deft hands as if he were sober. Everyone was having a merry time for the whole night but by 4 AM the party died down completely with just dan cleaning the bar in a drunken stupor singing "ThE pArTy AiNt OvEr TilL I Am." he then drunkenly started to walk down the side of the ship to his room. Before he got there he looked at the sea Staring at what appeared to be a black abyss as never-ending blank surface going all the way out to the horizon. Just as he turned around he felt a force push him over the railing and start to fall into the dark depths. The last thing dan herd while going overboard was a strange metallic voice say "initializing data...starting transfer of host to host protocol... Running program_990912.reincarnation... Host transfer authorized by developer to host.1129...running program. Then with the sound of a splash, everything faded to black...