[Protagonist POV]

Stomach Of A God

Hot...

Hot...

It burns so fucking much!

I swear I am going to get out of this and stick my spiritual foot up Gods ass, he will be tasting my big toe for years!

It hurts so damn much. I have never ever felt this much pain. I want it to stop. No... wait. If it stops... what will happen to me. ...I have to get out. How? I can see now but. What I see is odd. I'm not in a stomach like you would think. I'm surrounded by hazy colors. It's like I'm in a giant rainbow of colors. And above me is a giant bright golden sun...

Wait... sun? Is that... I mean he did eat me. And he is not human. He called me “Mortal”too. It could be. It could also be that it's where this “heat” is coming from. I wonder... YES! I can move in here. Ah this is weird. No... let's not go closer to the burning sun thing-

“Soon...Soon...”

What was that? It sounded like... humm?...Oh... Oh... OH! It is... I can hear his thoughts. But it's hotter now. And I don't think I can get any closer... yet. Ah... yea... I wonder... what would happen if I touch the giant sun? Would I die... well I am already dead. So what? I would be “destroyed”?

...Maybe...Yes... Mom said I can do anything I put my mind to. So... I can do this.

[Narrator POV]

And so our protagonist. A soul who has forgotten his name. A soul that had been driven slightly “mad” by his time in a Abyss of almost nothing. Hatched a plan. He was not stupid. He didn't think he was the super secret OP heroic type of person, that when it came down to it. That if he pushed hard enough. He would come out on top. No... he was a realist.

So he came up with a plan. If he could hear the thoughts of the being... of the God. Who ate him. He would do so. He would listen, learn, and then plan. He felt he had nothing to lose. After all he was already dead. And couldn't even remember his own name.

What he learned was well, shocking.

As it turns out he was eaten by Altros. The “Supreme” God of the world he was pulled too. Emeka was what the beings of the world called it. It was a world created by Altros for his own goals. His goals were simple. Well simple for such a powerful being. He wanted to become even more powerful, so that he could rule all that exists.

He created his world to raise powerful beings. Many different kinds of beings at that. A world where the weak die almost instantly. And the strong struggled to survive. A world where “ Lesser” Gods, Angels, Demons, Dragons, Humans, Elves, and many other beings existed. A world where he could “grow” power like no other. All so he could take it for himself, in the end.

But he did not stop there. No he searched all of existence for powerful souls. When he found them he would either take them to his world to make them more powerful. Or he would take a piece of them, so that he could create a whole new soul with it.

His world was eons of age. He had countless beings in his world. Many very powerful. When our protagonist learned this, he knew that even if he escaped. It would most likely end very badly for him. So he had almost given up hope. For you see. The only reason he still existed was because Altros let him. He wanted to feed of the power of his soul slowly.

So he let him still be. But soon that would all end. His plan would come to an end within the next 500 years. When it dead he would start a massive war. Where no one would die, but they would tire. And as the countless beings fought he would swoop in and... break them.

It was a cruel and efficient plan. Make the minds and bodies weak. So that the souls would be easier to claim. To... crush... to claim. The end of this plan was simple but dangerous. He planned on merging all those countless souls into his own. He would not just eat them... no. He was going to merge them into his own.

You may ask, why was it so dangerous? Simple, souls are powerful things. If one was to compare them to something. You could compare them to a sun. Yes a sun. If to ask, why a sun? Simple yet again. Suns come in many colors and sizes. Depending on the size and color of a sun. It can be powerful enough to destroy all planets near. Or powerful enough to create a black hole.

None the less powerful though. Now one my thing, “Why not just eat them and what's the difference between eating them and merging them?” Well that's simple. If you eat a soul. While yes, you could get the power of that soul that way. But there is a great chance it would disappear sooner or later. Just because you eat the soul and siphon it's power off does not mean you keep that power forever. No it would be more like a temporary power boost.

And once a soul loses a great deal of power there are a number of things that can happen to it. That is not limited to it just disappearing forever. But on the other hand of “merging” a soul with another. That was well... stupidly ingeniously dangerous. For if you merge a soul with another those two souls power would combine into one. No power would be lost. And power used would be regained.

Of course there is a huge downside to this. Those being compatibility, persona, and the dominant ego. If the souls could not mix, such as water and oil. There could be damage to both souls. Or worst. A being's personality is who that are. It is apart of their very souls. Sure many things can be changed or altered a little. But you are you. Down to your very soul.

When you add another soul to this. Things get a lot more complicated. Personality's start to clash. Identity crisis would be one of many problems. Well that's if the souls are equally merged that is. No Altros planned on being the dominate one. He planned on breaking the wills of all the other beings so that his could be the one in control. If he did not, someone else would be in control.

The things... his plans on how to break them. ...They were sicking. The rape, torture, and much more. Just the thoughts alone could make a normal person sick and cry. Even our protagonist went blank towards those thoughts. A soul that could barely feel anything.

It took him a long time to figure out the sick God's plan. And a shorter time to figure out a plan for himself. His plan was simple. While Altros was merging the countless souls into his own. He would do his best to escape. He would get out before his soul was merged into the monster called Atros. He would not become apart of this monster.

But as many know... not all plans succeed nor go as planned ...

[Protagonist POV]

Stomach Of Altros

… I wonder how long I've been in this evil bastards stomach? Minutes, hours, days, … years? I do not know. I realized a long time ago... lol pun. Anyway I kinda lost my sense of time. There is no day or night here. Just a rainbow of colors and a giant golden sun. Although I have gotten use to the feeling of... na who am I kidding. IT FUCKING HURTS STILL!

I hope to Go- … I hope, I at least gave this giant dildo a stomach ache. I swear I am at least going to kick this asshole in the ass. I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF I DIE- I'm doing it no matter what. That is a promise I am going to keep. ...If I do not get out then... it's the least I can do. I... I have no idea how to stop him. Even if I did... should I?

I've thought about this so much... all those souls... the people. They don't really have a choice. A- … they do not have free will. When I think about in a “Grand Scheme” kind of way. Do any of us? I believe in Fate & Destiny. Just not in the traditional way. I believe life is a road. There is a beginning and end. What happens in between is up to us and others people and things around us. But mainly us..

If I could stop him I would but the only thing I could think of... kill him. ...Kill a God. I have almost no doubt in my mind that I cannot do that. I a dense super OP MC of a manga or something. How do you kill a God anyway. Much more, a God who created other Gods. Among other countless OP beings...

I had no clue. So all I could do was kick him in the ass and escape while he was merging with the souls. And I would do just that. I was ready, I was-

“Finally... the final has fallen...”

What...?

It's time? Already? ...Shit Shit SHIT!

What the!? Something just flew towards the sun.... A lot of somethings... Are those...

[Narrator POV]

It had begun. The Rise Of The Supreme Altros. Is what the mad God called it. His own rise. A great battle that destroyed much. Mountains, cities, kingdoms, even planets. All lay in ruin, after the great bloody battle. Gods, Angels, Demons, and more all fighting against each other. His plan at it's final moments. He descended from his high throne of creation.

With a chuckle and then a mad laugh he gathered the souls of the fallen though not dead. And began... But before he started the great merge of souls. He would show them unspeakable things. He would make them experience what could not be truly fathomed. Loved one raped and tortured in front of them. They themselves raped and tortured. And much more

He did this for countless days. Until they broke. When the first few souls “broke”, he took them into himself. As all of this was going on. Our protagonist could only watch in mute shock, as the tortured souls passed by him. Flying towards the the giant sun that the God Altros had for a soul. The giant sun was whispering hope, happiness, and love. Like sweet honey, even our protagonist was slightly drawn in.

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“Finally... FINALLY! After so long. After so much. I will become powerful beyond all belief!”the mad god, Altros spoke.

Our protagonist woke up from his shock at this. He knew what was happening. And he knew he had to escape now. Or he would too become apart Altros. So he did his best to look for an exit. From where all those souls came from. But their was a problem. They came from all directions. There were no indications of an exit.

He found that funny. He could finally see again. But what he needed to see the most at the moment, was something he could not see. So he did the only thing he could at the moment. He got as far as he could, away from Altros's soul. But unfortunately he was noticed...

“None will escape! None will OPPOSE ME!”

A force grabbed hold onto our protagonist's soul. He could not move. But he was moving. He was being pulled towards Altros's soul. Like a bullet, he flew towards the sun of a soul. The closer he got. The hotter it got. The more painful it got. The heat was unbearable. He cried out and agony. That was until. He “hit” the giant sun. Everything went blank for him then...

[Protagonist POV]

Soul Of Altros

I felt weak. Tired,sick and it's really hot... where am I? I want to sleep. I looked towards the rainbow colored floor I was on. My hands were … wait hands? I HAVE HANDS! I missed them so much... wait if I have hands... YES I can feel... sorta. Legs, check. Feet, check. Torso, Check. ...What the hell is going on.

“Yes... Yes...YES!!!”

That voice... shit. I remember now... now what? Who am I kidding. I'm probably done for. So... lets kick a God in the ass. Nothing to lose... something to gain.

[Narrator POV]

With his mind set. He went into action. Since he now had a body... somewhat. He charged at the God who was laughing madly. Unlucky for him, Altros noticed him. And before he could even raise his foot. He was backhanded and sent flying. The God looked at him with amusement.

“Kick me in the “ass” right? That what you were going to do, right? How amusing. Did you really think, I would let you?”

Our protagonist shakily got up. And tried again. It was the only thing he felt he could do. And again, he was backhanded. The God then laugh at him. He ignored it. And tried again. And he was backhanded again. Yet again he tried. The cycle would repeat over and over. That was until Atros stopped laughing. And grabbed him by the throat.

“Give up Mortal! I grow tired of this! Just give in like the rest!”

In response to this. Our protagonist just gave a weak grin, brought his hand up. And gave him the bird. Altros's face contorted in rage. And with a mighty swing of his arm. He slammed our protagonist onto the ground beneath.

“I have planned this for eons. I have worked on this longer. You “kicking me in my ass”, was not apart of my plans. ...No you were never in my plans. I just happen to find you. A soul lost in far reaches of existence. Who somehow managed to survive long enough for me to find and hear it's prayer. You asked for help, right? You asked for another chance, right!? Here is that chance. A chance to become apart of the greatest being that will ever exist! Apart of me!” madly claimed Altros as he stepped on the prone body of our protagonist.

Our protagonist was limply laying on the ground under the foot of the God. But with all the strength he had left he spoke...

“Fuck you...”

Once again the God's face contorted into rage. He stomped on the downed man. And proceeded to kick him away.

“You would dare oppose me!? A God!? Me!? Altros The Omnipotent!? A mere mortal soul!? A mere lost and tortured soul!?” he started to grin maliciously.

“Yes... I know. I have seen your past. Abused as a child. Knew only the love of Mother and Grandmother. All the pain... the loneliness... the anger... and so much more. If you had given in... I could have taken all that away. And given you more. But no, I grow tired of your resistance. Your soul is puny compared to the countless others. One soul not merged, will not matter. No I now have other plans for you... weakling.”

He walked towards the downed man and spit on him. Looking down on him. He scoffed, then walked away... or at least tried to. He looked down. The downed man had grabbed his leg. He moved to kick him once again. But stopped... something was not... right. To the God... the man felt somewhat different. Like a switch had been flipped. It startled him a little.

“...You are right about a few things. I was abused as a child. I did know only my ma's and grandma's love. I am kinda lonely, angry, and a lot of other things. But you are wrong about one thing...I … AM … NOT … WEAK!”

The man slowly rose

“I survived my painful life. I moved forward in it. I survived my after-life! Surrounded by nothing for I don't know how long! And I will survive you! ...No I will thrive... through YOU! ...My mom always said I could do anything I put my mind too... hehahaha.... well I just made up my mind FUCKER! ...Eat Or Be Eaten, Kill Or Be Killed, An Eye For An Eye, A Tooth For A Tooth, A Greater Evil For A Lesser Evil...”

After those words were spoken... all hell broke loss. Like a snake, the once downed man rose up around the God and grabbed hold of him and I steel like grip. The man laugh childishly. It was disturbing to the God. Altros, with all his might he tried to shake the mortal off him. But would not budge. And the mortals, now taunting childish laugh, got louder with each passing second. What happened next shook him towards his core.

“HEY OTHER PEOPLE! This guy is the God who created your world. He is the reason for all your suffering and pain! And a whole lot of other SHIT! But don't worry... he said he would make all boo boo's go away! He said he will make it BETTER! So come one come ALL!” shouted our protagonist to all the other souls floating about.

And come they did. Like a all encompassing tidal wave, souls rushed the two. Some for revenge other for relief. The God stood as a saute in fear. Even he could not hand so many powerful souls all at once. And he knew it.

“You FOOL! You have destroyed us all!”

It was at that moment, Altros notice the mortal was gone. He looked down. He saw him. There laying prone on the rainbow floor, was a average looking transparent male soul. With a malicious child like smile. Waving at him. Then flipping him the bird. And with that. His mind went blank. And with that. The tidal wave of souls crashed into him. Like a rainbow of color being thrown onto a blank canvas. All the while, while our protagonist just watched.

In moment later. There was a giant flash of light. The sea of souls now gone. And Altros was now brightly glowing. While also slightly convulsing. Our protagonist rose from the ground, got in front of his face, grabbed him by his head, and made him look him in the eyes.

“How's it feel? All that power? Is it all you ever wanted? Or is it even more? Oh... wait... does it hurt? Hehahaha... It hurts doesn't it? Let me guess, all that pain and suffering you caused is too much for ya? Don't worry... I'll take it all... away.”

Our protagonist did something odd then. He hugged Altros. Whispering sweet reassurances into his ear. And then it happen... he bit Altros. No he took a bite out of him. Then another. And Another. And then another. The God scream out in agony. But he could not do anything to stop him. In a madden haste, our protagonist devoured the God Atros, until there was no more.

With a smack of the his lips... he was done. He closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. As he savored the feeling of all the power that coursed through him. When he opened them. He noticed he was now in a wasteland. On this wasteland, was a endless sea of very fresh bodies. He stared at the bodies for a moment. The looked towards the sky. He bowed his head then... a soft prayer for them all.

His head, the former head Altros. Looked over the endless bodies with a steel edge in his eyes.

“In for a nickel in for a dime...”

And then it happened. Countless ethereal chain like tentacles erupted threw out his body and spread over the wasteland and further. Devouring all in their path.

This was the the start of something new...someone new. Although not yet truly complete. It was none the less the start. And no one was ready for the being who started here... Unfortunately for them... that being was still going to come..