Prologue
'Heyo! Guess what?
I died!
Wanna know how I died?
BECAUSE I DO!
But this Grumpy ass Old Man In front of me won't answer that question!'
"HEY IM NOT OLD"(???)
'Did I mention he hates being called old. It really gets on his nerves but it's hilarious to see his reactions to it.
We've been here yelling at each other for years it feels like'
"4 years 3 months and 21 days to be exact my friend"(???)
'He's a smart ass too, always gotta know the answer. Well I guess that comes with being omnipotent.'
"HEY" (???)
"Yeah yeah, sorry let's start the serious talk already and tell my why I'm here."(Joel)
"Well let's start with your soul folder"(???)
The man holds up his hand and a fairly large stack of papers appears in his hand.
"Erm lets see here... Ah here we are your basic credentials and the like."(???)
Name - Joel
Occupation - (Varying)
Titles - (Too many to fit on 1 page)
--Average stats for each lifetime--
Strength - 50
Agility - 70
Intelligence - 40
Wisdom - 40
Charm - 20
Luck - 5
"Hmm not bad for a one of the human race."(???)
"Huh! not bad!!? I thought I did pretty well!"(Joel)
"Hmm? yeah for a human."(???)
'Errrrr this guy has got an attitude!'
"Well I'll just say you pass the test. Oh! Silly me, we've been talking for over 4 years and I still haven't told you anything of importance have I? Well I am this Cosmos' creator. You can just call me a Creator, for that is what we go by."(Creator)
"We?"(Joel)
“Erm? Yeah there are tons of us. Every 5 billion years we all get together to decide who is going to choose the next Creator. And that brings us into what's next.”(Creator)
“I'm the next Creator!?!?”(Joel)
“My my quite the reasoning skill there my friend.”(Creator)
“Wait, if there are more like you wouldn't it get confusing calling everyone Creator?”(Joel)
“Of course we each have a personal name but you can't just give out your name randomly.(Creator)
“Oh okay”(Joel)
“Okay so let's get started then shall we? Each time a Creator is made they go through a evolution if you will. Their entire being get re created. Your soul get remade as a ‘Creator Soul’ as we call it. It's a higher evolved soul than divine souls and immortal souls.”(Creator)
“Okay so.. What do I do to begin?”(Joel)
“I'm going to inject some of my energy into your soul and it's going to transform it. It will make your soul a Creator Soul. You will probably feel unimaginable pain while going through this but it will only last a couple is minutes at most.”(Creator
“Probably!!?”(Joel)
“Yeah some have higher pain tolerances than others, so some might feel like their burning in hell while others might feel like the are being prickled by needles.”(Creator)
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“Fine just do it already”(Joel)
“Okay here we go”(Creator)
The Creator moved towards Joel and put his hand on Joel's soul and forcefully injected his energy. Joel's soul seemed to wiggle wot a moment before starting to vibrate at an ever increasing pace. Then when Joel could not take it anymore he finally cried out in pain. It felt like he was being tortured for millennia. When the energy finally stopped transforming his soul his old ordinary silver looking soul transforming into a beautiful Golden colored shimmering soul. It was a creator soul.
The Creator just stood there staring at the soul with approval.
When the evolution was done the soul lost its sliver of consciousness rendering it incapacitated.
The soul sat there for what could have been years had anyone actually been paying attention to the time.
Finally the soul woke up and realized that it had lost consciousness and regained its will.
‘Wow I feel amazing, like I just woke up from the best sleep of my life’
The creator was now at his desk doing what looked like paperwork but who knew what it was for. Joel secretly hoped that he would not have to do any of that stuff.
Joel sat there for a while waiting for the Creator to talk to him. Joel figured that since he can read minds he must have realized that Joel had awoken. But in truth a Creator can not read another Creators’ mind. It's impossible to read another beings mind on their level.
Finally Joel could not take it any longer and made a coughing sound.
“Ahem”(Joel)
The Creator Jumped and spilled what looked like ink on his paper that he was writing on.
He looked up at the soul who disturbed him but upon seeing that Joel had awoken his wood was instantly better.
“About time you woke up, it's been 4391 years since ya fell asleep. Must taken you awhile to absorb the power. But of course you already know that now that you to are omnipotent.”(Creator)
‘What's he talking about?.. Oh!! It just popped in my head. So I need to wish the answer into existence then. Cool.’
“Well now that you have awoken it's time to tell you some things and then send you off to create your own cosmos.”(Creator)
(Authors Notes)
My first story, tell me how I do.
I'm just writing this story as I think of it so I have no idea where it's gonna go.
Tell me what you think and how I should improve.
Planning on keeping this story going for awhile unless I grow bored of it or write myself into a hole, who knows?
Random Releases because I won't have a lot of time to write and I'll release the chapters as I write them.
(Key)
Things inside ‘..’ Are Joel's thoughts.
Things inside “..” is dialogue.