“RIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG”
“OHHHYEAAAAAA I'M DONE WITH ALL THIS SHIT!” Yelled Anthony at the top of his lungs.
It was the last day of school. But it wasn't just an ordinary last day of school because this really was the last day of school. The day where we graduate as seniors, the day we finish our high school journey.
I looked around the class. Everyone was happy that it was the last day of high school. That we really had our lives to move on to now and not just live in the path that was paved to us by the government. We could choose to get a diploma or a degree, we could even start work now and establish a career. But despite this joyous occasion of not having to hit the books anymore, majority of the people around us had tears in their eyes. Including me.
“HAHAHAHA JINX IS A CRYBABY!” Anthony shouted.
“HAHAHA STUPID JIN-X!” Zack tried to follow but broke his voice because he too was tearing a bit.
Joe was just bawling his eyes out because this bromantic journey has reached its inevitable end.
Graduating is always hard. Especially if you had a girlfriend that was a junior.
“NOOOOOOOOO!” Suzy came bawling into class the moment she heard the bell ring and hugged me, using my shirt as a towel.
I've grown to become quite reliant on her and the opposite was true as well. The beauty of it was that because she was so used to hanging out in our group, we could totally be ourselves and still be with the group so I didn't have to choose one group to spend more time with. I could go out with the three of them and still bring Suzy along with me. Of course we have our own private dates but that just means the private time together becomes that much more special for us.
“Guys. If any of you lose contact just because we might not go to the same place in the future... I will personally chase you down to the ends of the earth and literally stick my finger up your ass.” Joe said.
“I'm fine with it but can you not include Suzy in this deal?” I said.
“I'm going to purposely run away so that Joe will come chasing after me. Awwww.” Anthony chimed.
“Let's screw this wave of emotion and reminiscence. We still have a place we can easily meet in no matter the circumstance right?” Zack said.
The five of us nodded.
It has been a 15-16 months since we successfully killed Norse gods and became gods ourselves in RR (RoyalRoad). Things have been pretty hectic since then.
All of us had to stop screwing around for a bit and establish churches in different towns, try to get more followers because the more followers we had, the greater our powers became. Of course it was not an easy task but it was greatly facillitated by the media coverage of the great battle of the Bifrost.
Apparently, one of the citizens of Carnival was a member of a broadcasting company and he turned on a video recording of the entire fight. The viewer count and ratings shot through the roof and everyone loved the end result. Sure there were heavy casualties on both sides but at the end of the day, who doesn't like to see the underdog and more importantly the retard joker come out on top?
We repaired Carnival first and foremost to become an even more glorious masterpiece, shining even brighter than the original Carnival which was ruined because rainbow sacks had to fly to rescue Fenrir and the fountain was demolished.
Now, Carnival was back in action with an even bigger surface area, walls twice as thick and twice as high as the original and a whopping 10,000 in game players and NPCs residing within our walls. That was just the people who were permanently residing here. Including tourists and players who stop by, the usual populace was estimated to be about 20,000. Making it crowded, noisy, chaotic. Just like a Carnival should be.
Apparently all of us had a competition who would have the most followers and not surprisingly, Breadtalk had the most followers after 1 full year in game. Since 16 months have passed in real life, 64 months have passed in RR and as such, most of us already had a sizeable number of followers and we also thought of something entirely original to our churches. We made our churches not only a place for worship, solace and quests but also a school. We could impart our skills to our followers should they choose to pay a fee and of course it won't be as godly as our powers, we could still teach them some skills.
For example, Breadtalk's church had a class called “Retard101” that teaches you how to do things so unpredictable in the battle it would throw the whole flow of the battle in a random direction which was pretty handy when things were looking bad.
Soup's church had a more practical class that would train the followers to be more resilient to physical damage and train their strength and vitality.
Similarly, my church trains magic and intelligence. Since Mana Manipulation was a skill I could not impart to others just like that, just as Dumblemore has told me, I could only teach spells, especially darkness and water spells to my followers.
Loki was busy roaming the world to introduce his new set of Norse gods to the world and try to find capable people to join the church as well. As such, apart from the all capable Hermes, we had found replacments for Skadi, Thor and Odin as well. This time of course the hierarchy was changed and Loki was the king of the Norse gods. Odin's reincarnate simply had a fighting style similar to that of the past Odin so he was given the title.
All of this was in preparation for what Loki predicted would be the next huge quest we would all be involved in. He called it, Apocalypse.
Unknowing to us, all over the RR world, many gods were doing the same thing. It seemed like all the gods have predicted this ever since Ragnarok and soon, it was time to settle it once and for all. The true value of religion. The basis of all religion and that being: “My God is the one true God.”
“Alright guys lets go grab some pizza for lunch and get back to RR. Loki says something big is going to happen today lets go check it out.” I suggested.
After 24 slices of pizza among the 5 of us, (we all have huge appetites) I headed back to the pod at home which I have not really been active in because of studying for the university entrance examinations which happen just before we graduate.
A familiar darkness enveloped me followed by a promp i've seen for the umpteenth time.
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“Yes.”
I respawned in the middle of the familiar town square i've designed for Carnival and boy oh boy, everyone around me recognised me.
“OMG ITS JINX!”
“ASK FOR A SIGNATURE QUICK”
Nope time to go. Time to get the fuck out of here.
I teleported to the top of the castle which was now a lot grander than it used to be. You see I could shapeshift into the shape and size of how Jormungandr is supposed to be with a skill but because its so freaking huge I usually like to stay in my default avatar form. The same goes for the rest of the BOTs. Everyone knows its us though because we're pretty much famous for Carnival and there's statues of us both proper in the town square and significantly altered due to the food sculptures in Breadtalk's East spine.
Shortly after, I saw notification boxes telling me the rest of them have come online.
“Meeting room?” Soup asked.
“Meeting room.” Zack confirmed.
We made a meeting room inside the castle which served as a room for planning and strategizing.
When we stepped in however, it was... A surprise to say the least.
The usual oaken, grand furniture was replaced entirely with pinkish hello kitty furnitures. The huge round table in the middle was now pink and surrounding it were no longer 10 red and golden chairs but 10 chairs with a hello kitty face for a backrest. The torches around the wall of the room were replaced with hello kitty standing lamps and even the walls were of a hello kitty wallpaper.
“What the heck?” I said.
All of us turned to look at Breadtalk.
“I swear by every hair on my body it wasn't me.” He said, wide-eyed as well.
All of us were puzzled by the change in furniture and suddenly, Loki teleported into the room as well.
“MY GOD! What a beautiful job you've done Breadtalk!” He exclaimed.
All of us turned to look at him again.
“HAHAHA all of you are so gullible. I swear. I think I might even be able to make you think I have two dicks instead of one.” He said.
-Two minutes later-
“Loki is it true? Have you received credible information about the upcoming event?” I asked, covering Horses' eyes with my hands.
“Mmmmmppppffffff!!!” Breadtalk was rolling around the floor, fully naked with a cucumber stuffed into the back of his pelvis just below the waist in between two buttcheeks so he really did have 2 dicks for the time being.
Loki went to sit down on a chair, put his legs on top of Breadtalk, pushing the cucumber in further before answering very seriously.
“Yes. It's called the Apocalypse. From what I heard, the deciding factions have all been decided. And YES WE ARE INCLUDED WOOOOOOO!”
“HELLYEAHHHHHH!” We all cheered.
For several weeks now, there have been a rumour that the creators of RR wanted to create an epic showdown to mirror that which happened between the Norse gods and they decided to involve every major god there is. Since there is no ultimate ruler in RR yet, the producers decided to give the title of ultimate ruler/creator/god/whatnot to the god that wins this royal rumble. Everything is not finalised though until the quest has been given out.
However, just in that moment, all of the BOTs received a new quest notification.
Quest Received : Apocalypse
RoyalRoad is deciding once and for all who is the greatest ruler of them all. There have been 8 factions contending for this crown which were chosen based on one simple criteria. Population. The 8 most popular gods among the players in game will fight for this title. As adapted from the Bible, “The Apocalypse” is a form of divine judgement. Only one true god will come into power after this selection. These are the 8 selected factions :
1) Christianity
2) Hinduism
3) Islamic
4) Egyptian
5) Norse
6) Greek
7) Buddhism
8) Satanists
The way this selection will be held is through random competitions which may involve sports, tournaments, old fashioned battle competitions, quests, trials and maybe even a good old fashioned Carnival war.
Quest Difficulty : Unavailable
You will not be able to choose whether you want to participate or not. Once you belong to the 8 factions, you will automatically be involved in this battle. However, there is a catch. Some trials require huge amounts of people. Others only require some. So each faction has to choose a representative to be their God. This “God” will eventually take power over the entire faction. He or She will then be the one deciding who to use for the trials.
Additional information will be subsequently announced. For now, you have three days time. In three days, you must announce the representative for your faction.
Cheers,
RoyalRoad Administrators
Breadtalk tried to shapeshift into a lion to escape the torture of our hands but even when he did change into a lion, the cucumber was still stuck in his ass so it wasn't helping but it was really really funny.
“Alright guys. I know I'm in charge of the Norse gods so I should be the God by right. However, I'm finding it too much of a responsibility now. I currently have the power to choose the God so I can relinquish my power to someone else. Does anyone want to represent the Norse gods? It's no easy task mind you. The other factions are definitely powerful as well. No faction can afford to let their guard down if they want to win this. Despite knowing this does anyone dare to take up this mantle?” Loki announced.
One hand rose up into the air.
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