The Association is a government funded organization. It's responsible for making sure every Chosen is registered in their system.
Why is that you ask? Well you see—when the gods started granting blessing to humans, they didn't care what or who those humans were. As long as they found the person interesting enough or the person had enough faith in them, they would grant them their blessing.
This led to the rise of what I'd like to call 'Villains' or rouge-chosen if you prefer. These are individuals who, after being granted blessings, decided to take over the world or just have fun causing chaos (as if the monsters from the portals were not doing enough already). Although nowadays everyone is born with a blessing.
The Association was formed by the government to help control the rise of villains. Every individual (children included) is required to register their blessing at the association inorder to gain the right to use said blessing in public.
The Association also gives Chosens at the age of 18 to 23 the chance to attend 'The Academy' for Chosen. This academy is meant to guide young Chosens toward the right path (not becoming a villain) and decide their future path (becoming a hero or using your blessing for something else –like being a model).
Getting down from the taxi, I was faced with the association building— a huge glass structure. This made me nervous but I composed myself and entered the building.
Upon entering, I looked around a bit noticing parents with their children sitting on the waiting chair (probably here to register their kids. Guess I'm the oldest Chosen of our time..).
With a sigh—I walked up to the receptionist and knocked on the counter causing her to look up from the computer screen.
"I'm here to register as a blessed/ chosen" I said fully expecting the odd look she was giving me.
She looked behind me, at the parents with their kids, and back at me. I expected her to comment but to my surprise she didn't. She just pointed to the waiting area.
Not minding her silence, I just walked to the waiting area and sat down to wait.
(Not much of a talker huh?)
{Nah, it's just you}
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(You've been oddly quiet, thought you were dead)
{Does that mean you missed me?}
(You wish, I was only worried you were planning another reboot)
{Tsundere}
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My banter with the author lasted 30 minutes and it was finally my turn to registered, I can't wait.
I was led to what looked like an office room and my details were to be taken by a dude with blonde hair and Golden eyes (probably an Apollo or Ra Chosen). He looked more like a model than an office worker.
"A late bloomer? It's been a while since we had one" he said.
"Let's start with your name" he spoke again.
"Alex" I replied
"Last name?" He looked at me.
"Just Alex, no last name." I answered.
"An Orphan. I see" he said and went back to typing.
(Yeah guess the author wanted to keep the cliche)
{Hey, being an orphan is the least requirement to be an MC these days.}
(What??)
"Place your hand here and say status" he broke me from my thoughts, pointing to a dark crystal ball looking object in front of me.
"What's that?" I asked, curious since I've never seen that before.
"It's a status checker, it uploads your stats directly into our system. Pretty convenient right " he replied looking proud.
"I guess. Status" I placed my hand on the crystal ball/ status checker and called out.
For the second time today my status was displayed in front of me.
[Status:
Name:Alex
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HP: 100/100
MP: 100/100
LV: 1
Exp:0/100
Blessing: Thanatos' Chosen
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STR: 15
AGI: 30
STA: 25
INT: 30
END: 30
LUK: ???
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Free stat points: 0
]
"Blessed by Thanatos?, I've never heard of that happening before" he said sounding surprised.
"Yeah, guess I got lucky" I replied, trying to avoid mentioning the fact that Thanatos was was dead (relieved that my weird abilities full of question marks didn't show).
"I see. My name is Michael Aaron, an Apollo Chosen and a teacher at the academy" he introduced himself. ( Called it)
"A teacher? Then why are you the one registering people?" I asked a bit confused.
"Well you see, I'm covering for a friend who couldn't make it and since I was free I decided to do it" Micheal answered.
"I see, then is that all?" I asked ready to go back to my apartment.
"Pretty much. Just remember to get registered at the academy in two days " he said and handed me a form.
"What about my current school? Plus I'm not 18 yet" I asked making him smile.
"Don't worry about your age. We usually make exceptions and as for your school, you just have to show them this admission form" Michael replied.
"Well then have a good day" I waved him goodbye.
"Yeah, see you soon Alex" he said as I was leaving.
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I walked outside the association building and started thinking of what to do next. All of this still feels surreal.
I stopped a taxi, told the driver my destination and leaned back to reminisce.
Throughout the day I've been thinking, what if this was all an illusion created by my mind? What if I'm still stuck in that weird void?
(This is real right author?)
{What do you think Alex?}
(Let's just go with it, even if it's an illusion created by my bored mind).
{That's the spirit}.
Brushing those thoughts aside, I noticed we already arrived at my apartment.
A few moments later, I was on my bed thinking. Today was a weird day, I died by a villain attack, found out a primordial was dead, became a chosen (?), came back to life, registered with the association and now I've got the chance to attend the Academy for chosen.
I finally am not a dud anymore. I'm finally worth something. I wish the the people at the orphanage or my parents who aban
doned me could see me now.
I wish I could rub all this in their faces but that's for another day, for now let's catch some Z's..