The birth of a god...

What is a god?

God is merely a word, something lowly like a word could never express what I truly am. So even if something like sovereign, devil, demon, angel, tyrant was closer to what I truly am, then that description would be still far away from reality.

Words are nothing more than tools for mortals to communicate with one another.

To think a god would need such lowly means to think, well I guess a newborn god is still far from perfect, but I will eventually abandon these shackles called words and reach true godhood.

But then again, does that even matter? The meaning of words I mean, does it matter what a god is? Does it matter what a human is?

No, it doesn't.

I am radi, something that could be described with both the words human and god, yet can a human be god and a god be human?

Words are confusing, they are weak, they don't have a solid definition to them, they change with time and depending on where you are, people use words differently and even use totally different languages.

I never liked talking, because it didn't matter whether my thought had any sense to them or not, for when you use words to transmit your thoughts, they become meaningless.

No, even before that, thinking is meaningless, since thinking requires the use of words.

Human learn language not only to speak, but more importantly they use it to think.

That limits humans, they think only in a confined space of words. If you want to think about something new, you would have to create new words, but that too is meaningless, since you would be the only person able to understand them.

But does it even matter for other people to understand you?

Do you think, to be understood by others, or do you think, to understand others, the world around you?

I don't care about other people understanding me, for the words I can use to communicate with them have no meaning to begin with.

We learn the meaning of words when we listen to our parents before we can even walk, later when our teacher tells us about more complicated things and through books we are able to understand things that aren't even within our reach, things that the book is talking about without any evidence at all.

However, everyone has different parents, different teachers, different cultures, different social standings, reads different books. The meaning of words is different for every person in the world.

So it is not the word's job to tell use the truth, it is our job as readers and listeners to interpret words and sentences and figure out there meaning, whether that meaning is in the authors intention or not doesn't matter at that point, since the author doesn't understand the meaning of others words and others have no way to understand an author.

So, what is a god? In western culture, a lot think of god as some kind of old man who has some kind of mystical power or something and is a lone god. In eastern culture there are often multiple gods who all have there own special things to do.

So what do I mean, when I say god... to me, the word god has no meaning, it is beyond my comprehensive ability to understand what gods are in this VR-world.

All I know is that this feeling I have currently, this feeling of absolute power can only be describe as godlike, who else but a god could defy natural laws and live free from mortal boundaries?

Only a god has such rights!

The right to decide his own fate, the right to stand above mortals and decide there fate, the right to judge is a gods true power, for what a god decides is law.

I, as the god of destruction have but one law, the extermination of all that is light.

Laws are something absolute, something that cannot be broken. The human way to use the word law is basically wrong, with the intention of making something fragile seem powerful.

Lets say, you aren't allow to steal... you can still steal easily, just that you get punished for it, if you get caught that is.

If you try to go against the laws of gravity... you get punished by falling on your nose.

Human laws are in fact just rules.

The law of a god however, is to be followed whether someone wants or not. The opinion of the affected party is meaningless, for the only option is to obey.

The communication via language is weak, but the communication with actions is powerful. Unlike words, actions have a clear intention.

If you say you are no virgin, then you can be either one or not, you can lie about it, but whether you lie about it or not doesn't change reality.

Actions however, have the power to change things, after you have sex you are no longer a virgin, whether you say that or not doesn't matter at that point.

So instated of rambling on with words, let my actions speak for me.

So without further ado, I have to enforce my divine laws upon this mortal world. To do so, I gather the surrounding darkness, the prayers of mortals to slay every living being.

Concentrating the darkness, I will it to form a black sword and have it manifest inside the material plane, where mortals dwell.

That is the one downside of being god. The divine are transcendent being, but in order to pass on judgment they have to enter the filthy realm of mortals.

I create my divine tool of judgment, a sword of darkness, consisting of my surrounding energy, the prayers of mortals to perish from this plane of existence.

To be released from there anguish, that is every beings wish. The only way to achieve such ultimate freedom is in death, only when one ceases to exist, will one leave the shackles of the world behind.

The material manifestation of my divine blade inside the mortal realm is exactly that. A tool to create freedom, independence, to let ignorant souls reach enlightenment by leaving the world.

As the heir of dark I raise my sword and approach the light to give it my love.

In a crescent arc my blade descents towards the first being.

When the light and dark come into contact, sparks fly wildly about and the struggling light fights against my will.

Like a child trowing a tantrum the useless struggle comes to an end and the surface of the light eclipses in dark cracks until it gets extinct like a candle in a whirlwind.

Nothing remains of the light and darkness takes over the world, however I can't let my believers wait too long and slash at the remaining lights.

Like a farmer his wheat with a sickle, I cut down the light in front of me with a sword and just like a farmer wouldn't bother to look back to count how many stems he already left behind him on the ground, I proceed onwards without looking back.

'sparkle'

oho, looks like there is a tree in my wheat field.

My opponent has a glowing shield in his hand to block my assault, guess this player has a paladin type class.

But does this fool truly believe that his imitations could stand up against a genuine god?

In your dreams.

I increase my pressure with the sword slightly and the shield alongside its wielder gets split in half. Well, looks like it was just a bamboos tree...

…

Some time later, or maybe a few seconds, but the concept of time is a rather vague one for gods to begin with.

Anyway, there are only 5 players left, the same 5 players I encountered previously and slaughtered easily when I was still a mortal, so how do they think they can defeat me now?

I shouldn't even bother to fight them normally and just annihilate them on the spot...

As a god of destruction, I have absolute control over the darkness, for I am dark and dark is me, however as a novice god my area of influence is limited to a small space.

Only within a small area can I control the darkness and absorb it into a definite from.

This area of control is called a god's divine realm, it is a space, where the laws of this god are absolute.

I abandon the form of a sword and skeleton, let the bones crumble lifeless on the floor and take shape as a cloud of doom, slowly approaching those who dare mock me and rebel against my reign.

Without the use of a sword as a medium of interaction, I will me to attack the light directly.

The few remaining wolfs in an area of several hundred meters get extinct almost instantly and the surface of the players starts to wither.

Cracks form and long black valleys cover there surface, I invade through these cracks and enter there inwards, to completely destroy them from within.

Smurf POV:

70 of our comrades died already to this mob, only the great us are left, but this time it looks like even we are unable to do anything but re-spawn.

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Even tho the skeleton crumbled a second ago, the dreadful feeling is only increasing.

From the corner of my eye I can see wolfs die as if slain by a ghost and moments later something creepy approaches me.

I can't see it, nor hear it, but I can feel the cold aura of death touching my skin and altho I still wear armor it feels like I am naked in front of this ominous power.

A tremor runs through my body and cold sweet pours out of every corner in my body.

'Die' is a voice whispering to me. I can't hear it with my ears nor with my mind, but within my soul.

'Vanish' it is not telling my flesh and blood to rot, but my very being to disappear from this world forever.

'Begone', my existence as a being is in danger.

However, for some strange reason, it doesn't feel bad, like a long forgotten wish is finally fulfilled.

My instincts are telling me to accept this destiny.

I am not sure what I should do, like a middle-schooler asking for his first date.

I just go with the flow and trust in the darkness.

I entrust my fate to someone else...

…wait, I am not quite sure why, but something is telling me that this is wrong.

But isn't it the right thing to trust others?

Only if there is someone you can trust from the bottom of your heart will you be able to experience the feeling of not being alone, depending on others is what makes us human, gives us the power to stand up to anything.

So by trusting this feeling, I will ultimately reach fulfillment and be together with it forever, being one with death. Doesn't sound so bad right, eternal happiness.

Still, why does it feel like a part of me is rejecting this ideal world? How could a child possibly reject the warm embrace of its parents?

“Ahhhhh!”

huh? Zwarg, do you feel anguish? Don't you like this feeling, my friend...

Right, friend... I trust my friends, be it with my life or death, my friend are those I trust unconditionally, not some kind of mob in a dungeon.

Only my friends have the right to be with me for eternity, not the darkness of the world. I don't care about things like happiness, sadness, nor anything else, as long as I can be together with my friends. That is all that matters.

And a lowly being like you has no right to destroy our bond!

By awakening my wrath, you have chosen doom as your sole fate.

Those who threaten me and my friends are my enemy!

Radi POV:

my opponents still struggle uselessly against my divine will.

I try to invade further, but just as I advance, there is a strong counter force. The darkness inside them suddenly vanishes, and I lose all control over the darkness in the immediate surrounding of those 5, where a bright aura of light rejects everything.

I retreat to a safe distance and concentrate my being back into a small body of a skeleton.

How did this happen? How come mere mortals have the power to eradicate a divine being?

I don't understand this... I don't have to understand it, understanding this would in fact be meaningless.

All that matters is that this is interesting. To think a game would be able to provide such an interesting content, hehehe, guess I was right to play this game.

I gather as much of my surrounding darkness as there is still left after there light expanded outwards like crazy.

With the remaining pieces I form my sword again, I really like katana-style longswords.

The lights opposing me some dozen meters away glow with a bright aura and illuminate even there surrounding, they look almost like they are just one person and not 5 individuals, there auras perfectly sync with one another and give of the feeling of numeric supremacy that would normally only originate from an army.

Altho I can't see there eyes, there gaze seems to pierce straight through space into my very existence, threatening to extinguish me.

As if by a common understanding, we both start moving at the same time and with a sword of light and dark, clash in the middle, creating a wild maelstrom of opposing elements, distorting space and time like paper.

My whole body trembles violently, while our blades cross between us and not only my material manifestation takes damage, but even my ethereal consciousness takes a huge blow.

Damaging the true form of a god should be impossible, but yet this being in front of me has the ability to kill me.

Wherever my black sword passes by, light gets extinguished, but wherever his glowing blade strikes, I vanish.

We both continue to hack at each other like madman in an attempt to kill before being killed, but something feels strange, I can feel me getting weaker with every hit, yet why is it that he seems to become stronger by the second?

The darkness surrounding me is limited, but the light of my opponent seems to have an infinite supply that comes from withing. Like a spring can supply the biggest river, and fill a desert with life, this person has the ability to overpower the darkness of the world, oppose it and wash it away like a river.

My existence gets illuminated by the light and my consciousness dwindles at an alarming rate until my entire vision gets white and I lose the ability to be...

A/N: smurf OP, plz nerf

ahhhhhhhh! This is shitty, the more words I use to write my story, the less meaning it has... but I am bad at using just the right amount of words...

oh I know, if I don't write anything, then all the meaning would still be there, bwahahhaa... wait, then it would be meaningless to write, because no one could read it...

do u believe in the meaning of words, the meaning of live? Jk, or am 'I'?

What does this 'I' even mean, who am I?, this ominous person writing a bunch of nonsense...

PS: words, that have a meaning, they didn't originally have (not that I know there original or current one...because that would be meaningless):

most curse words originate from some kind of disease, minority with bad/wrong reputation, other things... (the problem is kids(when I say kids, I mean people/idiots of all ages who aren't mature...) use them innocently without bad intention... because they don't know there real meaning. Those that do know and still use them are the real jerks)

all other words... just say a word and think about what it means, meant and will mean. Totally meaningless if you ask me. Thinking that is...

for example, black people, there are about as many ways to say that as there are languages, mohr, niger...some are offensive for obvious reasons and others are not... but niger is just the latin word for black and mohr is also from some older language...

yet over time the meaning has change.

I am not an expert in this field, I never was in a situation where I had to differentiate between people based on there skin color...

but let me give you an example for a rather ridiculous(in my humble opinion) example:

maximum pigmented... wtf? So many pigments that the skin is black or what is that supposed to mean? Political correctness ftw...

I don't think I said anything racist, but if someone does think so, then it amazes me, how that person managed to read my story this far without having there brain fried first... and no I won't apologize for something meaningless, since an apology would have no meaning in the first place...

still you have to be really careful nowadays what you say, people get offended over nothing... but it isn't the talker that is in the wrong, but the listener who doesn't understand the meaning.(in most cases)

then there are also overused words like sorry and thanks, that people use left and right like they are cheap... its seriously annoying! doesn't mean you shouldn't use them tho, but not for everything...

btw... the tag gender indifference doesn't mean that there are no gender related themes(don't ask me why I used that virgin example), it just doesn't matter witch gender I am talking about.... on that note, don't be surprised when people get introduced without gender... just imagine it yourself, create a harem if you want :P might lead to strange scenes :)

meaninglessly long A/N... actually most A/N start like this and shortly before posting them I just delete everything O.o is there anyone interested in my random trash talk?(in other words, did anyone read till this question mark?)

so many meaningless things this chapter... ok, the first to post a meaningful comment gets a cookie.