So it has come to this has it? Well I knew it would eventually. I tried at least, right? Well, actually I’ll have to admit I really didn’t try, but I simply have found that life is no longer worth living, so I have decided that the world couldnt be allowed to take from me the last thing I still owned, so Ive decided to take my own life so that the world couldnt take that from me too, and although I know that making rushed decisions is not always the best idea, I decided to do it anyway. I looked down at the gun in my hand put it to my head and said “goodbye bittersweet world” - and a brief moment of pain later everything turned black…
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“Where am I?” I asked to the cold black void which surrounded me, I did not exspect to be conscious ever again.
“Hello ###### welcome to 'the world between world' world I am God, or atleast a God”, a female voice said in a sarcastic sounding voice.
Suddenly a table and two chairs appeared in a newly created wellspring of light in the black void. I sat down into one chair and on the other side she sat down with a big grin plastered to her face.
“Why am I here?” I asked.
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“To be reincarnated of course”, she said.
“With my memories?” I asked.
“Nope” she said.
“Then what’s the point of reincarnation if you can’t remember your previous life?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” she asked Frowning slightly.
“Well, if I can’t remember anything lilke who or what I am, I won’t exist you might as well make a whole new person” I answered. At first she looked perplexed and then understanding dawned on her.
“Well then, would you like to be reincarnated with your memories, if you could, as my Champion?” she asked smilling cheekily.
“What does being your Champion entail?” I asked, if it involved being 120% moral at all times then she could piss off.
“Well I havent been know to be the most moral god in the universe” she said.
Well it can’t do any harm, I think - less than zero in fact, the only other choice would be eternal slumbe so…
“I accept, preferably in a fantasy esque setting, you know from all the books?” I said hopefully, thinking the things that are happening to me - have to be from a pretty shitty fantasy story…or something like it.
“Great! Well let me introduce myself, I am Umbral the God of tyranny and the occult so all you have to do is to start a cult in my name”, said says a bit too cheerfully.
Wait! A cult? As in talking to people and convincing them to join me? That wasnt what i was expecting at all!
“See you” she said with an evil grin, and then everything turned black a second time.