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Flaming letters appeared once again atop of the slot machine.

"Space shift"

Rushing one second later to me.

' I'm done '

To think that I survived a fight with that damn murderous flower, only to die from this kind of stupid reason: Dying from getting too much power? This is so stupid

I closed my eyes, waiting for the end...5...10 seconds...feeling nothing.

Righ no pain, from all the injuries I received, or from the power rushing into me. Looks like that was over in an instant.

"Bad guess, fake." said a sarcastic voice.

Opening my eyes, I searched for the one talking, only to find him behind me, smirking.

"You..." I didn't know what to say to this stupid God that let me die.

"But you're not dead?" He said tilting his head to the side.

I was alive!? Looking at my arms and legs, I found them spotless, no injury in any kind, even scars from my accident disappeared. I could move without any pain.

Tears were starting to drop from my eyes in relief.

But why?

Looking back at the machine I saw an arrow of fire pointing toward me, just a few meters in from of me.

How?

"Time Stop"

How can you time stop when the time is already stopped?

Stepping next to me " Like this." he answered to the question I didn't even voice with a smirk, even if his answer was not really helping to understand what was happening.

Still, he saved me and healed me.

"Uh... it's thanks to your power that you have now no injury, not me. Also...you're not safe." He said pointing to something in front of me.

Looking back, I saw the Flaming letters in the shape of an arrow, ready to pierce into me.

When the time start again it will rush into me and kill me...unless

"Don't look at me like that boy, I can't stop this power from rushing into you."

The relief that I felt from being still alive disappeared all at once.

I was going to die, and I didn't even know why.

 "To be honest, it was just a test to see if you had what it takes to gain this power. It was brutal, I know, but I won't give any power to a random useless guy who never showed that he was worth it."

I...was going to die because of a stupid test?

"Not really, I was to be alerted when you were about to take about to take a fatal hit, or when you gave up everything. I was alerted so I had to come back, usually, I would just make you forget everything you saw here, but you did a good job, congratulation! You pass!"

The feeling of relief I felt with those words were way more than when I understood that I was still alive. It was almost as if I showed my non-existing family that was always disappointed in me that I could do great things and makes them proud.

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Wait..

I'm dying...why do I feel relief? I didn't have any fulfilling life, it was more shitty than anything, I still have so many things to say, to live...HELL, I'm still a virgin, so from where this damn relief is coming from?

It means that this guy must be manipulating me somehow.

Even so, this was a good feeling.

No concentrate, do not forget the rage you are feeling...Right, I will not die as a virgin.

Choosing to totally ignore what I was thinking he started talking once again :

"Now that you passed, I guess that you aren't a fake anymore...You are now 1227!"

Oy! Don't ignore me! Why can't I talk?!

" 'cause I don't want to hear you." He said in one beat.

And why this oddly specific number?

" 'cause I like it"  he continued in that same way.

You said that I passed your test but I'm still going to die! Bastard!

"Right, about that, now I don't know if I should blame you for the fact that you trusted a demon, and took so much time to beat an enemy that couldn't move, couldn't defend itself and had a single way of attack... Yeah, you sucked on this one." He said chuckling.

"Of all the available covert around you, you chose the smallest, you didn't take the knives that were beside you after that when you chose to run straight to the plant. You did all kind of bad choices, but you are lucky that this plant was restrained. Oh right, let's not forget about it." Finishing talking, he waived his hand and an illusory Flowey appeared only to be crushed at once, letting out a soul-breaking scream.

*sfx horrible scream* (AN: I honestly don't know what I kind of sound it is)

"Done.You didn't want it to come back to kill you, right?"

I nodded earnestly to that.

"What was that?"

"A being from a random universe fitting my requirements: doesn't move, had a single way of attacking but still intelligent enough to explain your power. Your universe is not the only one that exists."

"Now, I have three news for you, two good, one bad. Which one do you wish to hear first?"

The good ones.

I need that.

"Understood, so when I said that you were special, I was not talking about your name. I was talking about the fact that your soul is oddly powerful. To give you a comparison your soul is more than 10 times more powerful than the average man. It means that you can get four to five powers, which led us to the second good news: You will live boy!"

I could not feel any relief for being able to live or pride to be this special...This guy was playing with my feelings and I still didn't know what was the bad news.

"You're right to not feel relieved little 1227"

I knew it! Preparing myself for the worst was not enough for what was coming:

"You have to pay me for the powers you got after all"

"Ah?!" this stupid sound was the only things that came out of my mouth.

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Some minutes later.

Dio explained briefly that he was accepting any kind of currency: from dollars to jewelry passing by souls, faith, and beautiful women.

Finishing this sentence, he disappeared with a smoke screen.

The poor Dio or 1227 was left speechless in front of the long list the God left behind.

He was never indebted in his life, always making sure to pay back anyone, and never took any loan.

But now he was indebted to a crazy demonic God that just told him with what he could pay him back but didn't bother to mention how much he owed him, only leaving him one year to pay off the debt.

When the smoke screen disappeared, time started again and the power that was left hanging in the air rushed into him and make him faint.

Looks like 3 powers in one day was too much after all.

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In a different realm, a dark-haired woman was sleeping on a tree, seemingly without any care in anything that was happening around her.

It wasn't that everything around her was silent, in fact, it was maybe one of the loudest place possible.

Two armies were rushing at each other, hatred in their eyes, only one army would leave the battlefield, the other would stay there forever.

Battlecry and cry of pain were heard everywhere, but none of them were bothering the woman, she was even smiling in her sleep.

Soldiers rushed past her to meet with their death or glory, maybe both.

But none of them remarked the dark-haired beauty. As if she wasn't here.

In fact, she wasn't, it was just a projection, no mortal could see her without her wishing for it and she didn't.

She was just laying there, enjoying the atmosphere of war, death and destruction, as one would expect of Khali the Goddess of War and Destruction. 

Dio, the God, manisfested himself next to her and admired her for sometime before waking her up.

"Prettier than when I left Khali"

"Of course, I will become more pretty at each passing instant." She replied like it was an evidence.(?)

"So how did it go?" She continued.

"Another one passed!" He answered with a smile beaming with joy.

He had more than one reason to be happy as more than a thousand of the test he made ended in failure.

It was only the fourth success so far.

"Excellent! How happy I am to see you becoming more powerful Dio! " She said returning the same radiant smile.

"No, as we are becoming more powerful, my love." He replied, hugging her.

"Right, dear" she accepted it, and just stayed still.

After this simple exchange, none of them talked anymore and just appreciating each other, the sun shining brightly on them.

It would have been a beautiful image, if not for the massacre taking place just a few meters next to the duo.

Even so, if they didn't care, why should we?