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This is chapter 1 the prelude to him entering another world.
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It was dark, neither cold nor hot. Just an endless nothing spanning for god knows how long. Some people would be panicked over being in a place like this. But I don’t feel anything regarding this. It didn’t take long for me to notice I’m a floating ball of light, or at least it seems like I’m floating, I can’t really tell. I tried calling out towards the darkness but it did nothing so I decided to just wait. I don’t even think I produced a sound though and I’m just thinking I did. Being a ball of light sucks.
I started thinking about how I got here. The few moments I had to myself when I was resting instead of training was used to read whatever was available to me. This entailed a few novels of people going to new worlds to be heroes which I found to be total bull. From my perspective all I saw was a bunch of assholes taking advantage of their situation to come out on top of others, and use their position to woo any female they fancied.
*Sigh* thinking on this is getting me nowhere.
hmm..I find it odd that I’m still capable of sighing given I don’t have a body. Or think for that matter.
*Chuckle*
“Who is there!?” I suddenly heard a laugh coming from my surroundings and can’t discern it’s location. I’m getting a little nervous considering I don’t have any way to defend myself as a floating ball
The surroundings suddenly changed into a room that can be compared to the size of a football field with a design similar to a grand bedroom even royalty have no right to use. But seeing the design of the furniture I would assume it would be a woman's room...why am I in a woman's bedroom all of a sudden?
“Over here young one.”
A voice so benevolent and gentle permeated through me and I finally notice a woman that even I would say I had no right to look upon due to the beauty and grace she carries was sitting right behind me. One would fear that their gaze would taint this perfect being and would look away and be completely unwilling to look again and simply cherish the glimpse they had. But I'm not like most people and maintained my gaze as I tried to understand who I was looking at.
Her skin was unblemished and full of youth and somehow gave an unmistakable radiance. Her hair is fiery blond and as vibrant as the sun itself. A round defined face that models or anyone for that matter would simply admit to being superior to them without a fight. She gaze at me gently with her round eyes that revealed the constellations within her golden pupils and smiled.
“Greetings young one and welcome to my abode. I have many names but normally I’m known as Amare Anima Nexu the Goddess of Love and Connections, you may simply call me Amare. I’m sure you have many questions but for now I need you to listen.” (Amare)
With that introduction it was pretty natural that I complied to her request. What followed was basically that I was chosen to judge a world that has a balance heavily weighted toward evil. By balance, from what she explained, a world is often scaled between good and evil and the Gods would influence the scale in order to keep it leveled out for the most part. The world I was just previously living on just so happened to have shifted to a more evil side during my time there.
When she asked if I was following along okay and had any questions, I ask about why the scales tip in the first place. Apparently it’s because of us sentient beings. From what I was able to understand from when she started speaking of souls and karma; acts of evil and good influence the scales of balance in each world. The farther a scale is tipped the more difficult it is to reverse.
That is when the Gods interfere in various ways to re-balance everything. She went ahead and also explained that even though many Gods find evil to be repulsive and such, it is recognized as a necessary existence. There are also Gods that favor evil and are really ill tempered. The more neutral gods ignore the scales entirely and pretty much do whatever they want unless they have no choice but to help.
Even though I wish evil could just take a back seat forever, I understood that if there was no evil you wouldn’t know what good is, the same applies to order-chaos, light-dark, hope-despair, etc.
Before she continued with how this was all going to work she decided to allow me to ask questions that she would be willing to answer if possible.
There were only three questions I had:
1. What happened to my mother when she died?
2. Did everything I did in my life even mean anything?
The last question was about someone I haven't thought about in a long time:
3. Was my sister doing okay?
The Goddess only smiled at me and the answers I got left me either shocked or in a state that if I had my body it would probably be a crying mess right now.
Firstly since my mother had a large amount of good karma that outweighed most of the negative effect of her suicide and she managed a few years in a personal paradise before her soul was cleansed and re-entered the rebirth cycle. Before she disappeared she was told about my life and what was going to happen to me. She left a long message of regrets and encouragement that can be simplified to:
“My son I’m so sorry to have left you, in my grief for what your father did to me when I found out, and the pain I felt, left me feeling unwilling to carry on. If I would’ve known about what he would do sooner, maybe things could’ve turned out better. However there is no excuse for what I did. When I was shown how you lived your life afterwards, it pained me to see. But I also felt proud at the strength you held. Truth be told, even if it was considered questionable morally, I was still proud of your actions against those corrupt fucking assholes, *cough* pardon my language. I don’t know what world they are sending you to, but I know you can overcome whatever situation you may face. I love you, and I hope you can forgive me. Your mother, Elizabeth Fortuna”
Recalling the name of my mother after all this time left a pain in my soul. After I collected myself the goddess answered my next question and it left me shocked.
Apparently the Gods were helping me out for most of my life. They suppressed my anger to keep me from doing anything crazy before I was ready. While also keeping me placid enough to focus on other things too, and keep me from burning out from obsession. During my killing spree was when they pretty much opened the floodgates of my anger. As I attacked they would nudge my bullets to hit people in fatal areas, slowing my blood loss, basically they used me to kill them since they were one of the sources tipping earth’s scale toward evil.
I didn’t know how I felt about being used but the results didn’t really leave me all that mad. They can’t even directly interfere in worlds like Earth so technically it was more guiding than controlling. So in the end my actions, regardless of how crazy and cruel, had a positive effect on the world.
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The last question was something I never expected. The girl that I helped escape in the end of my fight turned out to be my little sister. She was abducted from her adoptive parents who, by the way, also fell into that company's trap.
After everything settled, it turns out my actions had more of an affect than I thought it would. My actions caused police departments from other districts to come and investigate, since the scene I made was way over the jurisdiction of the local police, if you can call them that. What the investigators found was a whole lot of problems. Their investigation led them to all sorts of crazy things from the entire local police department getting a cut from that company, to all sorts of illegal dealings which included, human trafficking, illegal drug trade, and insider gun distribution. The government was not pleased with these findings.
That room with that seemingly important data had everything the police needed in their investigation. Shockingly the room was rigged to destroy everything in there with a push of a button from the head jackass and leave no evidence. Unfortunately for him my explosives damaged the trigger mechanism, due to a little godly interference, which the police pegged as 'dumb luck'.
When they discovered my body under the wreckage and looked into my identity and uncovered my past and relation to the company, they didn’t know how to label me. I was technically a terrorist, and a pretty successful one, but was also a distraught victim who never received any real help. The target was also a seriously corrupt organization. Not to mention me freeing all those victims, besides the ones that gave up. The security footage showed most of the things I did in the building.
When they found were I lived and saw my crazy amount of information gathered on that company, some of which they didn’t notice until they looked through it, left them speechless. In the end they made me out to be some tragic hero type character. Especially when they connected me to my sister, who’s name is actually Lily Millers, and made a simple memorial for me since they didn't really know how else to treat my corpse.
I honestly didn’t feel like a hero though, more like some vengeful kid, so I paid it no mind. What threw me off was when some people started making a movie on my life, and how I became a subject in psychology and how people react to traumas and such. The whole thing ended up as another one of those crazed media topics that never go away.
My autopsy also left me in shock as well. It turns out I had brain damage that was left untreated. Based on the results, I would be easily angered over anything. Which is actually a common form of brain damage, but is usually treated to help people cope with it. My patience was the gods preventing me from acting before I was capable of putting up a fight. The reason I’m so calm and thinking so clearly right now is also due to the fact I no longer have a body. The goddess just had what seemed to be a pained smile when I found out.
I would also note that since Lily, who is living happily with her family now, found out about me she visits my grave regularly. I wish I could have gotten to know her.
“Um..Goddess Amare...” (MC)
“Just Amare.” (Amare)
Her gaze was serious when just stopped me, so I didn’t even think of denying her.
“Okay *cough**cough* Amare...Thank you for answering my questions, it was really eye opening. Whatever it is you need me to do I will try my best.” (MC)
She smiled at my words and replied saying, “No need for thanks since you actually helped me by helping with the balance in your former world. Truth be told I’m afraid after you hear about the situation you may have different feelings” (Amare). She had a remorseful look when she said these words, and I felt a little worried about whatever she needed me to do.
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Essentially the world I’m being sent too had the scales tipped so heavily toward evil that the gods are having a lot of difficulty fixing it. The cause was some Slavemancer, secretly enslaving powerful leaders, proceeded to cause massive chaos and corruption everywhere. Kingdoms falling, towns raised, rape and pillaging everywhere. What’s worse is that even though he died of old age, his actions left irreversible effects. He created enslavement tools aka the slave collar among the most notable, which was easily reproduced by others, and other magic tools that has left greedy people seek and use these tools for either themselves or for business.
People are being killed or enslaved all over, and there is not enough people who are strong enough to make a difference. Whatever pockets of safety that are left are dwindling and gods deemed to find a solution before that world is found unsavable.
I asked what she meant by unsavable before being told something really interesting.
The scales of good and evil are actually more of a filter for when souls pass back into the world of the living. A neutral scale means the person will have an equal chance of developing into either a good or bad person. So if the scales tip toward evil than the likelihood of them developing into a good person decreases. There is more to it than that but I don't have to know about it, or more like I'm not qualified to know. However, outside influences can influence peoples growth and is not just limited to the scales.
After she told me this she dropped another shocking truth. It turns out an evil god reincarnated was the one who summoned some guy into that world which turned out to be the slavemancer. That evil god has since been imprisoned and now the gods who want to fix this mess and are looking for people to try and reverse the situation.
“Why me, if I may ask Amare.” (MC)
She put on a face as if asking why she wouldn’t choose me, and I felt a little embarrassed. Putting on a bright smile she said, “Why wouldn’t I want you.” I seriously felt distressed being desired by this goddess out of the countless other people to choose from. Chuckling she continued, “True you can’t be considered pure, but your heart is in the right place, and I need someone who is capable. In this world you can help a lot of people and attain the thing you wished for most if you fight hard enough for it. You should know what it is I mean. By refusing you’ll pass through the cleansing and you’ll never achieve it. This isn’t a threat and I know this is a very difficult request that most people won’t be able to accomplish. So even if you refuse, I won’t blame you.” (Amare)
Hearing her words, it’s obvious what she meant. By accepting I will have a second chance to have a family and a life I desired. But it’s obvious it won’t be immediate since the danger of losing them if I’m not strong enough is high. Truthfully finding companions will also be difficult since trust will be a major issue. Well even so my answer is obvious. I don't have anything to lose, and if I fail than so be it.
“Of course I’ll help you.” (MC)
Thus my new path is now set in a world filled with depravity known as Tenebris.