“S***”
“F***”
“C***”
“B****”
“Twat”
“T*****”
‘Okay let’s try something more exotic.’ Thought Tristan to himself.
“F****”
‘Okay…’ He thought while slowly nodding his head and with a scowl plastered on it.
“Away an boil yer heed”
“System, or whatever your c…”
“Fine, System. What are the consequences if I don’t accept?”
He sighed, thought he could not figure out how but that was for later.
“Yes.”
It felt weird to be suspended in the void. It felt like he was suspended underwater, with hundreds of tons of liquid pressing on him from all directions. But instead of the thick consistency of water, it was as thin as air.
Not that he could tell where he was. The only thing he could make out was the tiny blue box which now read.
<2.58320…%>
‘Great this is going to take a while.’ He thought to himself.
He felt around and could move and feel his body. But because of the lack of light all he saw was pitch black. He couldn’t smell or taste anything. The only thing he could hear was his own breath and heartbeat. And the only thing he could feel other than his body after moving around for a while was the almost crushing pressure of whatever surrounded him.
He checked the box again and it had risen significantly to his surprise.
<79.73921%>
“I guess my perception of time is messed up.”
He spent what felt like hours thinking about his life that had now ended.
‘I hope They will all be, ok?’ He thought to himself as he sunk deeper and deeper into self-pity and wallowing.
‘Let’s check how much is left shall we.’
<79.73923%>
He just floated there for a few moments before he went into a fit of anger. If he had still been alive, he would have smashed everything in sight but because he was in the void, he was just punching some very heavy air as he let out cuss after swear.
“G**.”
“H***.”
“F*****.”
{Thunk.}
“Ah, F*** that hurts.”
In his rage he had ended up punching himself in the face.
He took a few moments to steady his emotions as he realized in this state, he was highly emotionally volatile. He then while taking slow deep breaths. Looked back at the system screen.
<97.39281%>
He was now mentally exhausted and just wanted to close his eyes and sleep but his mind refused. His mind jolted out of its delirious state when he got another system message.
‘Makes sense.’ He thought to himself, so as not accidentally have to restart the installation he started humming to himself as he watched the progress bar.
<98.29391%>
<98.82921%>
Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.
<99.31912%>
<99.84832%>
<99.99997%>
It progressed quickly all within the span of some Billie Eilish song. But after he had finished remembering the song it seemed to just hang at just 0.00003% away from completion. He Just started to recall a random George Ezra Song, when it finally finished.
<99.99999%>
<100%. Installation complete.>
“What no master?” Tristan said before snickering.
The system’s voice now sounded exactly like his inner monologue. And calling him master really freaked him out.
“Okay, just call me host or Tristan. I was joking with the master.”
“Wait, so I’m a god now?”
“Okay first, please stop using my own voice. Its creeping me out.”
“No, that’s just as creepy.”
“Can’t you just change it.” he asked out of curiosity.
“Okay, we’ll figure something out later. Wait can’t you just read my memories and find a different voice.” asked Tristan with a look of curiosity on his face.
“That’s god to know, so I just have to talk to you to be able to communicate.”
“Anyway, what does it mean to be a god or deity.”
He just nodded as he took in all the knowledge that it passed on to him as it continued.
He just nodded, being kind of able to follow along so far.
‘But won’t I have to rush though. You know, to stop the universe form shrinking.’
“So, what am I meant to do exactly.”
“Wait, Home world?”
“Okay, firstly what’s a possessor and why was I chosen.”
The system now responded as with hesitance in its tone.
“And what exactly separates my from every other being in on my planet.”
He thought to himself and agreed with its statement humanity often acted individually but on a mass scale wanted peace and cooperation. It was a confusing mess.
He just let out a huff as he then questioned,
“But that still doesn’t explain how I died.”
“I’m guessing that’s me he pointed at himself.”
“Can I go to earth?”
he asked with a glint appearing in his eyes.
“Wait, about what you said earlier. So there is a possessor for each and everyone of the worlds that every god has made.”
“Out of curiosity how can gods die.”
“Huh. Why would he do that.”
“I’m mentally exhausted. Is that normal?”
“So, how do I go back?”
“Yep.”
“Uh, huh.”
“Thanks, but why do you have to explain it and can’t you just do it yourself.”
“So, basically you where as powerful as gods, one of you got power hungry, and f***** it up for all of you?”
“How do I come back hear to continue to absorb energy?”
“I don’t feel comfortable that I might just think, what if I don’t exist and then I don’t.”
“Okay, bye then.”