A little short story I had made, tell me what you think)

In a small, desolate town, there lived a man named Jackson Collins. Jackson was a quiet, unassuming man who had been convicted of a crime he didn't commit and sentenced to life in prison. Little did he know that his imprisonment was not merely a consequence of earthly justice. It was a result of a divine curse placed upon him by both God and Satan themselves.

You see, centuries ago, Jackson's ancestors had made a pact with both God and Satan to maintain balance in the world. They were entrusted with the responsibility to keep humanity from tipping too far towards either extreme of good or evil. Through generations, this duty had been passed down to Jackson, and now he bore the weight of this colossal burden.

Within the prison walls, Jackson experienced inexplicable phenomena. His presence seemed to wield an otherworldly power, influencing the behavior of those around him. It was as if the forces of light and darkness were constantly vying for control, battling through him, and shaping the world beyond.

Despite his imprisonment, Jackson's family was aware of the curse and the delicate role he played in maintaining equilibrium. They visited him faithfully, offering support, love, and understanding. Jackson's wife, Emily, and their two children, Michael and Lily, were the only ones who knew the truth behind his enigmatic existence.

Emily, a wise and compassionate woman, had studied ancient texts and scriptures to understand the nature of their family's curse. She knew that Jackson's presence in the world was both a blessing and a curse in itself. Their children, although young, possessed a deep sense of empathy and were attuned to the delicate balance of the world. Together, they formed a united front, aiding Jackson's in carrying out his divine duty.

As time passed, Jackson's influence within the prison grew stronger. He became a beacon of hope for the downtrodden, offering solace to those who had lost their way. In his presence, hardened criminals found redemption, and the most desperate souls found a glimmer of light in the darkness.

News of Jackson's transformative impact began to spread beyond the prison walls. People from all walks of life sought him out, hoping for guidance and salvation. The world around him teetered on the brink of chaos, and Jackson's existence was the only thread holding it together.

As the years went by, Jackson's family grew older, passing on the knowledge and understanding of their curse to their children and grandchildren. The family became a source of strength, a lineage dedicated to preserving the balance of the world.

Ultimately, Jackson's time in prison came to an end, but his divine purpose remained. Released back into the world, he continued to be a guiding force, spreading compassion, understanding, and unity in a world desperately in need of balance.

And so, the man cursed by God and Satan became a beacon of hope, a living reminder of the delicate equilibrium that holds the world together. His family, the keepers of the secret, stood by his side, ensuring that the balance was preserved for generations to come.

In the end, the curse that had condemned Jackson to a life behind bars became a blessing, for it was through his suffering that he discovered his true purpose—to be a force of balance and redemption in a fractured world.

Now, I'm thinking of changing some of this to fit an oc of mine's backstory because it kinda goes well for what I had in mind. If you guys like it I'll do something with it. Also, chat gbt helped a lot with making this happen so I might have more ideas for the future)