Chapter 2
‘All I can say is… What The Fuck! This shit is insane gods killing gods, a Greater Galactic Universe, and… a panel in my vision with offers from these “gods” to become their “shadow”?’
The young protagonist Aybram is a little overwhelmed and hyperventilating right now so I will continue for a bit for him before giving you back. Currently what lies in front of his eyes is a prompt from the gods simplified so he can understand it in a way best for him. And looks like this is when he chose me. Of course he doesn’t know what an amazing decision he has made because he wasn’t looking at the prompt and instead just flailing his arms in exasperation over the uprooting of his galaxy and probably everything he thought was real too. But if I just imagine it I can say that he is doing a little happy dance, though I must say his dancing skills could use a lot of work.
With his unknowing acceptance and subsequent “happy dance” I began integrating him into this universe and making him my shadow. I would like to define what he will be but sadly one’s response to the increased levels of higher energy in this universe could be almost anything. Though luckily they allow for one to branch wildly from their beginning, most end up in a couple predetermined categories like whether they collect and control or absorb the energy. Quite boring if you ask me, so much potential and yet some choose to be just like others.
Looks like he’s finally coming to from his happy dance so I’ll send you back to him.
Looking back the panel that had displayed itself in front of him changed and started to scrawl out a note.
“Hello little Aybram and welcome the Greater Galactic Universe! I must say you made an impeccable and most scholarly choice, for I am the mightiest god. If anyone questions or denies my glory just ignore them, they obviously have no clue what they are talking about. Anyway my name is Yros, the God of Mountains. I am proud to have a member of your species as one of my shadows. Oops, it looks like you’re getting a little sleepy. Just relax and get comfortable you are about to undergo your first forced evolution by the influx of higher energy… Stop looking scared. I was able to make a little shield for you so you’ll be safe for now and don’t worry about the whole evolution thing, it’ll be like a dream. Nothing bad will happen to you… I thin…”
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Looks like he’s about to go through his entrance into the real universe… What are you doing out here with me? Go follow him. It’ll be interesting for sure.
‘I’m fucked aren’t I? Are all the gods complete nutjobs? Or am I just unlucky?’
Soon enough the darkness in his vision faded young Aybram was plopped down in the center of a forest. Well kind of forest, because what kind of tree has leaves that glow with orange magma-like lines and follow you with their leaves and the tips of branches. Crouching down our soon to be ‘hero’(?) stayed as far from the trees as possible as he made his way towards a large boulder he could catch glimpses of through the reaching leaves. Little by little he inched his way forward trying not to soil his only pair of pants for the foreseeable future at every cicada-like howling and odd crunches resounding in the ‘forest’.
Minutes dragged on and finally making it to his goal he… proceeded to find a little crevice slightly larger than him that went a bit under the boulder and just sat there.
You see, this is good. My newly acquired shadow is already plotting and planning for his conquest of his first galaxy. Wait… nevermind is he… crying. Ugh, mortals and their emotions… full offense. I think he needs a push. I wouldn't want him to evolve into a pathetic weeping stone or something.
Achievement: Welcome to the Real World
“What the fuck?” he speaks that’s a good start. “What kind of loony bin am I in? I mean look at me I’m lost, in a hole in the ground, in some fever dream forest with whatever the hell these trees are, and now I’m getting achievements.”
‘I mean I did like to play a lot of games and some people would tell me I need to learn to game life, but I doubt they had this in mind.’
Achievement: Being a Bitch
“Yeah, ok, fuck this I’m staying in this hole for a while. Maybe I’ll wake up later without some nutjob god or asshole system talking to me or in my brain or whatever this is.” elders why do mortals always need to be taught to have some backbone.
Ok then… with my young shadow out of commission for now… I don’t know get some food or something. We can check back on him in a couple minutes or something. In the meantime I’m gonna make his system automatic so I don’t have to babysit this currently baby, but soon to be incredible if all goes well, warlord.