Chapter 1:
"What a way to die"
Wait i just spoke maybe i'm not dead, i opened my eyes and thought 'oh my god, i'm in an insane asylum', looking around the room i saw nothing just white walls no windows, no doors just white. 'Maybe i didn't stab myself, maybe i was dreamt that all up and have really been crazy and locked up.' I stood up from the floor and went to the wall, its not like i was panicking or anything after realizing I was crazy. Walking to the nearest wall reached out to touch it and the wall bent away from me. 'Okay remember Tyson your now insane maybe this is just another crazy messed up thought going through your head.' Being a rational person i didn't freak out all that much... i sprinted to the opposite wall and tried to smash into, closing my eyes i bracing for impact but nothing, i opened my eyes stopped running and dropped to the ground. seeing no way out i began to cry like a child having a tantrum, i banged my fists into the ground, tears rolled down my face, snot started to spew as i called out " AHHHHH I DONT DESERVE THIS UUUH UUUH AHHHH WHY ME." after what seemed like forever of whining and begging god to help me in some way i heard a loud POOF! a door.
The most beautifulest door i have ever seen with golden engravings of what looked like angels playing a harp appeared. I looked up with tears still running down my face snot coming down my nose and sniffled as my way out appeared. 5 minutes had pasted and i continued to stare at the door, waiting for something to come out. The door creaked ajar inviting me in. i stood up wiped my face and snot with my sleeves, and realized i'm dressed in a long sleeve white shirt and white pants. " how could i not realize i was clothed?" I walked to the door opened it just so i can peek inside and what i saw was. Morgan Freeman looking at a stack of papers, sitting behind a desk with a golden name plate in an all white office, the office had 7 paintings of angels decorating it, 3 on the left, 3 on the right and the last one placed right behind the man. each had a name plaque under it.Gabriel behind the man, Michael, Raphael, Uriel on my left and Raguel, Remiel, Saragael on my right. ' now i know i'm not religious but come on i have to meet the big guy, i can't just walk through some pearly gates. He looks so much like Morgan Freeman."
Suddenly a feeling of being drawn to man was guiding me closer to him. I slowly approached the man as i felt a gaze from each angel following me. I continued to creep closer to him until i was close enough to read the name plate. It read "T.A.C" in big bold beautiful letters, underneath the his name was three words "The Almighty Creator", I stood up and shyly walked towards the man. I was now within a foot of the desk.
The man stopped what he was doing looked up at me and gestured for me to sit in the chair in front of his desk, the papers disappeared into thin air. I got a glimpse of his eyes and became in mesmerized. i gazed deep into them and what i saw was the most amazing site i have ever beheld. His eyes looked like they had the universe in them, it felt like he could see through my me and into my soul. I stared into his eyes in awe, until he spoke.
"Hello Tyson. Its nice of you to finally show up."
My mouth dropped open, he looks and sounds like Morgan Freeman.
"Yes i am god."
"B bu bu but you look like Morgan Freeman."
"yes i find this body makes you humans be at ease also he does a great impression of me."
hmmn, god has a sense of humour, did not see that coming.
"so, you don't normally look like this?"
"well no. i don't hold a true form, i'm an entity that is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, i am neither male or female i am just TAC. Why TAC well i heard someone say it once and i liked it."
"okay... that sounds reasonable and well versed. What's with the hole christian feel to this room, i'm not religious."
"I take the form the will help comfort you this applies to the scenario in which we meet as well as the gender i take. Now no more question and lets get to the important things"
"yes, you are dead, no their aren't any pearly gates, you just vanish and i must say what to go, i have never seen a death so entertaining in all my being."
"well i'm glad i can entertain you, so can we get on with this soul vanishing thing."
"no, i have set into motion a plan to entertain myself by sending you to another world, one that was created the same time as yours with all the 'fantasy creatures' as you humans say, if only you knew everything you call myths and legends were true, that world has other gods and devils, not as powerful as me or Satan as you humans call him, b-"
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"wait. time out. let me get this straight before you go on. There is another being as powerful as you."
"Light cannot exit without darkness, good cannot exist without some form of evil and just like me there is another being as all powerful as i am who helps in shaping of the worlds. BOB is neither evil or good the same as i, but every action, every decision we make is made unanimously or it shall not happen. Now like i was saying the world you are going to was separated from yours when we realized you Origins(earth) are to weak to fight them, hence the humans of Deux have had magic embodied into the world. Warning never call it that or you will be seen as crazy to the sentient life on the planet have named it GAUDIEM, also the gods of that world may fear you are their to usurp there rein."
what is he even saying. Another world, with magic and monsters. ooh i'm excited it kinda sounds like one of those fan fics i read before, where a man was reincarnated in another world.
"wait, what will i be reincarnated as"
Without even pausing to think about what i had asked, god had skipped over my question.
"you will be sent their with a blessing or curse of one of the Gods or Devils, i will not help you as i just want to watch."
as god finished speaking i felt something pulling my whole body from behind.
"so what will i be reincarnated as."
The last thing i saw before being pulled into darkness was god just frowning as if something that wasn't suppose to happen did.
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It felt like my existence had been ripped from my world, I have never felt something so painful in my life. Whoever poofed me out is seriously twisted, i was like every cell in my body had exploded, every bone crushed, all my skin burned off it was terrible and it lasted for what felt like ever. Then it ended in a flash and i was standing the middle of dark room very similar to the one i first appeared in just this one was well decorated it had a red couch in front of me and the biggest tv i have ever seen behind me. sitting on the couch was a person in a black suit with red trimmings with a red tie to match but also looked like a woman in a red dress. the person had no facial features, but gave off the feeling of power.
"So are you the other big guy?"
A sudden pressure appeared on my shoulders and dropped me to the floor, it felt like a thousand pounds had been dropped on me.
"I did not give you permission to speak mortal" its archaic voice bellowed in the room "now Tyson, i can guess that you have heard what will happen to you."
the pressure released its grip of me and without thinking, blinded by anger i ran towards it. then i felt pain, a piercing feeling in my chest, i looked down to see that i have been stabbed in the chest and stuck in the tv. It burns, it feels as if i'm being burnt from the inside out. The god let out a laugh.
"oh the other is right you are funny." it approached me put its hand on my face, then ripped out the blade in one swift motion. i collapsed onto the floor, it felt as i was dying, then it didn't. The burning was gone, not even a scratch was left, i looked up in anger still in my eyes.
"don't do anything foolish or i'll make it hurt a whole lot more than what you just felt. Now back to business." it walked back to the couch sat down. "now the world your going to is filled with different sentient life, Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Wraiths... so many its a long list, but since you made me laugh i will allow you to choose what you start as. With a game of chance." The gods formed stabilized on the female, and she pulled out a deck of cards. the cards flew out of the pack and and laid stayed face up in the air. i looked through the thousands of cards and decided. "i will choose this one the Behemoth", then the card i wanted burned up, she had a wry smile on her face. In one wave of her hand all the cards turned over and she said one word "Choose".
'how is this even fair my topic pick is gone. Better keep my mouth shut before she stabs me again.' i closed my hands reached out my hand and said "fuck it," and touched the one in the middle closest to her. 'bet she kept the best one close to her.
Chapter end.
thanks for reading. if you read it already you may want to reread i updated it to give it a better feel. if you like what you read or have and suggestions leave a comment. thanks again.