Warning I will be adding myself to the story! Why? So that I might better screw with the MC without making too many inconsistences in the story. Plus it allows me to add stuff with the added trouble of making the MC go on a thirty chapter quest to find a frigging holy grail that has been lost to the ages and who just so happens to find it in a dungeon that has been search over hundreds of times by everyone and their mother.  Another reason is: I’m the Author thus I deserve to have my own place in my story so :P

“”= Conversations

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//= switching scenes/places

{}= Dates

Bold letters =break in time or a time skip or switching to another Point of view.

How it all started.

My original name is long forgotten, but you can call me Vlad and yes it is like the vampire but no I am not one. They say that my story was the beginning of the era called the so called war of monsters, but I bet to differ. I say that my story is simply that: my story it wasn’t sweet or anywhere nice but all the same it was fun. I was born in 2017 which is funny because I can remember most of my first life except for the most important part of who I am (?). My name. Something even the poorest man or woman alive takes for granted but to me it is but a summers dream. There but not there a remembrance to times too long gone, of a long forgotten legends birth… and death but that’s a story for another time. I remember doing things people only could dream of doing; getting teleported to another world which sucks by the way as you have no way to understand where you need to go unless you could read a map, and no there wasn’t some magic to help you there you had to actually learn to read a map which is pretty hard. There was on the other hand better moments to the time in the other world: the magic that practically flooded the air, the different and awe inspiring views never to be seen on earth, sleeping with both the demon lord’s daughter and one of the lesser human lord’s daughter. Sounds great right? WRONG they stabbed me to death the next morning as a peace offering to the god that demanded the war to begin with. Unfortunately for them who had just after my seed to birth the next generations kings I had a little gift (?) spell that I had cast on me by a high litch who cursed me to only be able to die in the worst ways possible which apparently did not include two slightly bitchy women stabbing me to death! Who knew right? After my little rampage through both the demons and human kingdoms the very priests who said they had no way to send me back to my world suddenly found a way to. So being a regular guy I thought damn I never got a true harem as most of my companions had been men and the ones who weren’t were very much in to woman only. *Sigh*

This all happened in a simple seventeen years, from birth to losing my virginity to killing most of two opposing kingdoms population and finally getting forcefully teleported to earth (they really said reversed summoned but it felt the same so Meh). When I did get back it turns out the times between dimensions where different as I was thrown into a war torn third world country in the dregs of a fourth world war (really would have thought the world would learn as the third literally proved most of the end times of the bible right with fire raining down from the sky. For those wishing to know the fire rain is commonly called acid rain and yes it does burn.) The year at that time was 2453 which I learned from a soldier right before he tried to kill me, I say tried not because my awesome skills from the other world because those where apparently erased by the gods who governed this world with some stupid reason as it would upset the balance. I say it a stupid reason because the third world war had completely rewrote the map of the world and the fourth had started mutations  which hadn’t even began to show had many dangers it held. Or how many blessings. So where was I? Other world, check. Reverse summoning, check. Stupid gods, ah there we are! So after about fifteen minutes of lets shoot the stupid plebe, me and just about every soldier in a hundred miles got teleported to the main event. The grand home of the gods where the biggest event that history never got to witness (he had the flu at the time). Long story short is that the high gods in just about every religion and some that had no religion decided that it was time to take back this world from the christen god and his ilk.  So they bound him and the angels, demons and devil all in this black hole which was formed when the primal source decided it was time to vomit the universe as we know it up. Might not seem that special but it apparently grew stronger every time you even thought about escape or tried to use your powers whether metaphysical, physical or just magical in nature. So turns out the gods decided that now that they’ve taken the world back as their they wanted something to amuse them so combining their power which is mindboggling in its own way, they then did something which should have been impossible due to several laws of physics. They fucked this world up even farther by smashing together a new supercontinent which had more land mass than it should have had due to several sea and land gods raising the seabed in areas. Then they added magic to the mix which invited a whole shitload of other world’s gods who thought it would be funny to transplant new races to the world along with magical creatures who should have never been thought off much less born. Anyway this is my story…

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{The next part is not the start of the story but a little back tracking to how all this (world screwing him over yet again, taking away some major stuff of his and meeting more gods, to the world he will be living in from now on and why so much has been changed and why.) happened in depth, so enjoy as it will not come out for a few days.}