Chapter 2
POV Mark
I started to quiver in my shoes. The stare was so intense that I looked anywhere but at the goddess. Which caused me to look at my feet and discover that I in fact do not have shoes. Or pants, legs or any humanly body part for that matter. I didn’t have a body of any sorts, I was nothing. This caused another panic attack to take over.
Another thought struck me, I have no dick.
“I’m dickless!”
“Are you done?” The divine being next to me asked after my embarrassing find. The sound of boredom was easily plain to see. If I didn’t know better I would thought that she just wanted to get this over with.
“I’ll make this quick. I usually give you the option of the short version or the long one but most never want to hear the long version so why bother.” She let out a sigh, as she finished talking the goddess moved her hand and a pictures view popped up of different awards. The top one was highlighted.
“You qualify-”She began but I cut her off. The very idea that I wouldn’t be getting my lore was enough to snap me out of my panic attack.
“No, no please. I want to hear all of it. Down to the very last detail.” I blurted out.
I was a gamer of the purest order, the souls gene. Add a few others like cod or harvest moon to the mix but that was mostly it. The heart and soul (pun definitely intended) to those games were the lore; without them there wouldn’t be as good of a story.
The goddess looked shocked at my little spiel but a smile soon grew across her face.
“Ok little one, I will tell. My name is Samaratha goddess appointed here to give out rewards for this endeavor for now. What happen to you was a gotcha game the system put in place for your planet. Truck-kun is what I believe you mortals call it where your from, along with other ways to participate without dying. There are slots, wheels, card games ect. that are part of this. You got the highest reward for being one of the few that got it within the first few seconds of the integration.”
There was a lot to unpack there but a thought occurred to me.
“How long have we taken in here? I mean can you go on like this before other people start showing up like you said was going to happen.”
Samaratha chuckled softly like one would with a child asking something adorably stupid.
“It hasn’t even been a second since you got killed. And to answer the second question, I can split my focus on other beings while I talk with you so there is nothing to worry about".
With that, I sat down for a very long talk about the secrets of the multiverse.
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POV KIM
An incalculable amount of time later, Kim open up her eyes. As she looked around, she felt a dread wash over her. She had killed Mark.
The white room didn’t even come into her mind as she ran over the experience she had just had. Was she going to be in trouble, was Mark still alive? No. There was too much blood for that not to happen.
At that thought someone behind her cleared their throat out.
“Ah-hem, oh good you finally noticed me.” A very, very large women said behind Kim.
“ My name is Samaratha, I am the goddess in charge of over seeing the rewards for this reincarnation and life transferal. I know you may be confused but I can assure you, you are dead.”
At those words a large board appeared with the top being highlighted. The words read “10 rewards of the wishers choosing.”.
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Kim took a wide stance as she finally started to clam down, but that didn’t happen so quickly as she found she didn’t have a legs. It wasn’t a bad enough of a day already what with mark trying to leave her but now this!
Years of harsh lectures and training from various teachers took over and she started to do some critical thinking. This sounded very much like the garbage that Mark liked to listen to and read. She had spent years going over hypothetical with that lame line of thinking and it looked like it might really be happening. That was enough to ground Kim.
She held up her hand to start counting out her list of demands when she notice she didn’t have a hand.
That didn’t matter right now.
She was still pissed off about Mark and that divorce that shouldn’t have even been able to happen if not for him hiding that therapist. She had to pay big money for a P.I. because she thought he might have been cheating on her. If that were to happen and her family found out, she would have been the laughing stock of the year until she was able to tame him again. Happen to her great aunt Betty and she was still uninvited to family get togethers.
A cruel idea came to her then. “Is Mark Gwenavea here right now?” Thank god she forced that idiot to take her name and get rid of that common last name Hamlin. If not she would have been here all day.
“That will count as one of your rewards” The goddess Samaratha warned.
“No, I got one better. Bring him here so I can talk with him, after I ask for my next following rewards.”
Kim’s smile grew wide “He can’t touch, see, talk, hear and taste any other women other then me. He is impotent for other women except for me.” Her smile grew wider the more that she talked.
“You can bring him here now”
Samaratha narrowed her eyes at Kim before she gave a nod and shaped her fingers.
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POV Mark
Mark was getting one hell of a headache the more that he listen to the goddess talk about the whims of the system and legends being born from such fates, before she abruptly stopped.
She turned her head to the side and paused like that for a few seconds.
“Listen Mark, I don’t have a choice in the matter for most rewards, I fulfill them as the owner of the words imagines. I want you to know that I didn’t plan this out or participated in any way. I’m sorry.” With that she snapped her fingers.
The next second I find myself going through whiplash causing me to be nauseous. The headache that I was starting to develop turned into a full blown migraine.
“What happen?”
“Oh, I just used one of my wishes to bring you here.” The owner of the voice caused chills to go up Mark’s intangible body.
“For my next wish, I want you to fix Mark.” Kim looked expectedly at the goddess.
The God in question develop a sly grin across her face.
“I believe I can make that happen.”
“Then I want to be great at healing magic and have an outrageous size mana pool” Kim always played the healer at those nerdy game sessions so this should be the same.
“I want-”
“That’s all 10, sorry but no take bakes and no extras.”
The goddess turned to mark, “And what will yours be?”
Mark was standing there numb as he went over the wishes his ex wife had asked for, the ones he had at least heard. Taking a second, he started to come up with a plan. Something he would be able to counter the ones she had already ask for.
“Samaratha, what were the wishes that Kim here asked for?”
“Kim asked for you to not be able to touch, talk, see, hear, taste other women except for her. She requested for you to be impudent, fixed and to be here. This counts as one of yours.”
That bitch! What kind of asshole would stop a nerd from getting his harem. Sure he wasn’t planning to have one but what if he wanted to or met with some one special. What if she was a princess. No, that was selfish he couldn’t do that. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t meet some one new.
“I want anything I do to become a skill. I want to have telekinesis powers, illusion magic, have a grand master of mix martial arts knowledge. A bag of holding the size of a country, an invisible servant that only listens to me.”
He looked to Kim with a smile of his own now “I want it to where when Kim uses her healing magic, it causes the one receiving it to become flatus dependent on the amount of health they receive by the square foot per 5 health points.” He had to take a breath after saying all of that.
He wasn’t done yet. “I also want it to cause no damage on the discharge of the gas. Finally, every time she heals someone she also heals herself to the same proportion.”
He hit her where he knew it would hurt her the most. He had once encountered Kim farting before, making him remember the night that it happen.
On one fateful night, during the week of Christmas Mark was sleeping but had a fitful dream. What it was he couldn’t remember but what he could was Kim in the bathroom after having sushi that night. He heard the most disturbing sounds come from under that door, sounds he never heard Kim make in the few years that he known her.
When he had brought it up to Kim she told him to never utter those words again. So, the sounds that came from her rump forever became known as the no-no sound.
The utter rage and vengeance radiating off from Kim was tangible. Before she could bite off Mark’s head the goddess Samaratha spoke up.
“With that, I will now send you two to your new planet. There a demon king will rise, if not taken care of the planet will come under the rule of the dark ones. Go there and join the hero’s party, defeat the dark army’s and protect the land. Go north and you will find the path to the hero.”
She snapped her fingers and everything went dark.