Author's Notes
Hello Readers, Looter here posting the first Chapter :)
This is a rough draft, something i wrote since i had an awful lot of free time, this is not edited. and i posted it since i really wanted to, so don't hate and point out my mistakes
also, constructive criticism is proudly accepted.
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Mc POV
After the burning pain, darkness came and filled his world as well as regret, anguish and confusion. Trying to find the reason for his sudden death, pondering and questioning until a sudden crimson light sprouted at a distance, beyond the void; The glow slowly growing in intensity by each second, each minute and hour until It looked like it was close enough to touch and bright enough to illuminate the abysmal void behind him.
He tried to reach out, his inexistent arms trying to will the light to touch him; craving the distant feeling of touch, wanting to feel something after the numbness given by the void… anything, he was fine to feel anything; even pain as the distant void came in its maddening waves.
The light grew and grew and until it blinded him, turning the dark-world, crimson and pure, not even a speck or evidence of the existence of the darkness that used to envelope him.
The incorporeal ground turned solid, the numb feeling that enclosed his body disappeared, bringing back the sensations of cold, and the pin-pricks in his skin, the taste of saliva…and something more. he desired this feeling, the feeling of being alive...
Just as fast as his senses appeared, the light succumbed to nothingness, replacing the void, transforming it into something else… a world of red and crimson, replaced the light, and a peculiar door, with carvings of human and beast alike; their expressions stuck in eternal ecstasy.
he felt his skin; hard, brittle and black, on his face burdened the weight of two large goat horns and five new appendages entrenched his back, he moved them up front, like flexible hands, guided them with familiarity as though he had been using them for years. Wings and three tails… just like the one I created… he thought as his body felt alien, unknown yet familiar.
He should have been panicking, questioning, trying to find answers for his sudden revival into a new body, yet all he felt was serenity and excitement at the distant sensations that now filled his body.
Calmness and tranquility filled him, filled his being, enabling him to carefully discern his situation. He felt a sliver of his humanity disappear suddenly, morals, needs, and wants in exchange for desire and power.
Yet he still felt like himself, same Old geek that wasted his time immersing his self in fantasy brought by books, shows and novels yet in a sense that he was much more improved… somehow different yet the same. He felt excited, eager more so as he stared at his naked body admiring it, his creation.
Feeling the surge of power running through his veins, the brief excitement was interrupted by the sudden sound of the opening of the door that now stood in front of him. It reeled him back to into thinking of his situation, remembering the anomalies that happened, pulling him out of his normal life and plunging him into this unique situation.
Thoughts of another world filled his mind, fantasy brought into reality. This is it… he thought, yet at the same time he felt despair, the feeling of being inept filled him, yet no anxiety came, no fear, only strong emotions of desire, despair, excitement, joy and numerous more.
(A/N: He felt inept because he’s a geek with no special attributes other than his looks and lucrative imagination)
“Welcome my champion” a female voice resounded in his ears, powerful, suggestive, and almost intoxicating. Ringing in his ears like endless gratification.
His gazed was lulled to the woman sitting on a throne constructed of faces; just like the door, their expressions were stuck in eternal bliss; or ecstasy. Her form obscured by some-kind of indistinguishable veil that covered her entirety yet not obscuring her appearance.
“Don’t be shy and come in~” Her voice was compelling lulling him to go forward, to obey… and he did. He took his steps, taking in the decadence of the atmosphere. Each step, made him feel feeble yet he continued on, as though he was wanting, desiring the feeling of the deep emasculation that the woman sitting on the throne made him feel.
He stood there, 10 feet away from the throne, the only thing separating them was the stairs coming up to her and the unseen veil that obscured her form. He shuddered at the thought of seeing her true look, his length growing in anticipation as he imagined the true face behind the façade that was behind the covers.
“Eager are we~ hahaha…” her laugh made him tingle, wanting and his passion roaring aflame. “Wh… Who… A-are you?” he croaked, swallowing his saliva, keeping himself from drooling at the obscured feminine form that sat on the throne.
His voice was that of a stranger, deep, seductive and masculine; not the baritone voice of a 21-year old man, different in a sense as thought it was always at the state of craving. “I am your Patron Goddess, Sil’Viyan Dhuk’terak~.” She replied with her voice filling him with awe and need.
“And you Thanos are my Champion, The King with the powers of a queen in my chess-board. Remember that you are not dispensable, you’re price alone expended more than a one third of my resources, so I am wagering my win on you” her voice turned serious yet alluring, he can’t help but aspire on hearing more.
thoughts like, 'Why am i called that?' 'Why am i here?' 'why am i not panicking?' 'why do i feel compelled?' but those thoughts were suddenly plunged into nothingness, replaced by the desire to please, to please the Goddess that sat on the grotesque throne of faces.
“Wh… what d-do I do?” He asked, he can’t help but stutter, despite the drastic change in his personality. “Here~” She said as she raised her hand, a green flame materializing in mid-air just above then vanishing as quick.
What now rest on her palm was a scroll, Gold and black composed its edges, giving it an air of importance, she threw it with nonchalance, and he caught it in a debauched catch, he felt as though his life lies on the line if he didn’t and that he felt that he didn't want to disappoint.
“In that scroll lies the rules of the game and how to play it” She said, as she began waving her arms in intricate motions; her throne and stage turning ethereal in each of her stroke until all of it was gone, and on its place stood a door, unlike the first one, this one was made with ivory, simplistic design yet made with exceptional material.
Thanos only stood there with his mouth agape, his mind running in full-speed trying to take in all the abnormality that happened in a single day, he thinks its a single day? right?. It took him moments; maybe hours before he truly collected himself.
*hooohf* he breathed out, trying to respire the tension that filled his body. He can only stare at the scroll dumbly until he found enough strength in his body to roll it open and read it.
This is the rules (Incomplete)
Spoiler :
Rules of the Game: (Rules may vary Depending on the delegated Realm) Current Realm:Sil’Viyan’s Realm/Plane of Dominion/6th AbyssRegulations for the Participating Gods/Goddesses/Others:
>All Gods/Goddesses/Others Participating on the Game is forbidden to interfere on the Realms and it’s inhabitants unless the conditions are met; Conditions can be read below.
>All Gods/Goddesses/Others Participating on the Game have their powers replaced with §, using magic/mana/life-energy/Karma/ETC instead consumes § to create miracles.
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>All Gods/Goddesses/Others Participating on the Game are not allowed to inform their Champions of the Subsequent Future.
>All Gods/Goddesses/Others participating on the Game can only survey his/her Champion and Their Worshippers as well as neutral faction beings.
>All Gods/Goddesses/Others participating on the Game cannot survey other Participating Player’s Champion and Worshippers unless given permission by the specified Player or Use his/her or its points on buying Artifacts; Description regarding artifacts can be read bellow.
>All Gods/Goddesses/Others participating on the Game are not allowed to Advance the Technological as well as Magical level of the World up to Modern and above.
(A/N: ^ what I meant here is that they are not allowed to advance it to the point of Guns and Magical Guns and automated stuff since Wisdom and Technological Gods would have great advantages regarding those, like Automatic rifles and stuff, also if the inhabitants were the ones to advance it, which is unlikely, it is allowed)
> (A/N: May add more in the Future~, will accept suggestions)
Regulations for the Participating Champions:
>All Champions are not allowed to disclose information regarding his Patron God/Goddesses unless given permission to by the God/Goddess/Others.
>All Champions must follow the patron Participating Gods/Goddesses/Others regarding their Orders, unless subjected to fault and the order is violating the regulations.
> All Champions on the Game are not allowed to Advance the Technological as well as Magical level of the World up to Modern and above.
(A/N: ^ This because I rather prefer sword fighting and magic rather than guns and artillery, Comment below if you Agree/Object)
> (A/N: May add more in the Future~, will accept suggestions)
Prize for the God/Goddess/Other Winning the Game: Omitted
How to Play the Game for the Gods/Goddesses/Others:
>The Goal of the Participating Gods/Goddesses/Others is to overtake the Realms, ruling over the Godless masses that now inhabit the World residing inside the realms.
>§ Can be gained through representations regarding the Domain of the God/Goddess/Other and Constant Worship from worshippers.
(A/N: ^ Example: Sil’Viyan Dhuk’terak is the Goddess of Sex and Dominion, if her Champion, Thanos or her Followers/worshippers is Having sex or Executing an Act of Dominion, She gains §, albeit slowly but still faster than simple worship… mhhhm… kay? P.S, she gains more § if the champion is the one doing the act and more so if doing the act leads to greater events, like maybe capturing a kingdom or something… Pssst… foreshadowing)
> (A/N: May add more in the Future~, will accept suggestions)
Prize for the God/Goddess/Other Winning the Game: God-Hood or 1 Reasonable Wish.
>… (Lol, i got bored to put it all since it's too long, like my dick Dictionary)
Game Start: Until all the Participating Gods/Goddesses/Others have chosen their Champions.
Estimated time: 5 Years.
(A/N: ^ This might change since I just inputted a random number just for the sake of having a number… Tehee~, don’t hate)
(A/N: P.S I didn’t add any more rules and regulations since it takes too much space, but I will make a chapter where the whole instructions/rules and regulations are all written, just so that everybody could see)
He can’t help but feel over-whelmed, the staggering prize for winning as a champion is a chance at God-hood. He can’t help but feel confounded, that all of this resulted from his boredom and from choosing a random game he found in the web. The feeling follows as it is something that he never expected but something he had secretly wished for all his life. The chance of being something new, something different…
Contemplating that no one will even remember him back in his old world other than his benefactors, the people that permitted him to enter college after his parents passed away from a sudden freak accident.
This, was something that was truly meant for him— him that is alone and different, someone that had been made out as an outcast with his own hands. This is something that he had been anticipating something he had been wishing for all his life and now he had it.
He bowed his head as he gave a silent yet sincere little prayer of thanks coming deep from his now demonic heart to those benefactors that strived to help him on his old life, even the lusty middle-aged business woman who kept on coming unto him despite their clear age differences, bless her and may she be happy on her life.
He tore away his gaze away from the scroll and towards the ivory door; he now stilled himself, calmed down his excitement and strode towards the intimidating doorway that may as well dictate his new life.
Now that he was in front of it, he slowly raised his hand and navigated it to touch the ivory knob, gripping it; unconsciously his three tails was now swaying from side to side, swinging in excitement as he slowly turned his grip side-ways. Hearing the familiar *Click* sound that a door produces once opened.
It was open, yet it isn’t turned so he leisurely dragged it to his side; on the other-side, showed a new world, and he expected it. But what he didn’t expect was for the portal showing a vast wasteland of death and flames, with its flowing rivers of magma, and falls of lava falling from its deep entrenches, and for it to suddenly draw him in, sucking him inside in an instant.
“Good-luck, my champion and train well, this is my realm and until you are ready to face the conquests that you will face in the Broken Realms, you are to train here” The words of the goddess coming unto his ears, as he fell, his wings flailing.
With his face falling flat on the barren ground, introducing his first action in the realm of his patron, Sil’Viyan Dhuk’terak.
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First impression by author:
i somehow felt that this chapter is a bit lacking or rather, it feels force but that's just me, i'm only posting it here as a rough draft and to get constructive criticisms by readers who randomly got in touch with this :)
So expect better versions in the future :)
Also... if anyone is kind enough to Pr this chapter... and let their opinions known on the comments below. i thank you in advance,