“Would you like to hear a story?”
Said a woman whose face was hidden underneath a hooded cloak
Woman: "Well not really a story since it's actually happened but it's been long enough that it could count as one."
Silence...
Women: “Once upon a time-”
Mumble..
A voice said on her lap, there a young boy was resting with his head turned away from the women so she could not see the face he was making.
Women: “Oh come on it’s a great way to start a story.”
Silence...
Women: *Sigh* OK fine, but no interruptions this time.
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...These one’s later created a community and an “unofficial” race they dubbed as “Reincarnators”. To them it didn’t matter what race you originated from as long as you were not of this dimension you could join.
Years later they all came together under a banner, even creating their own continent floating over the Ocean where all the countries land surround. Calling their kingdom “Prometheus” they went all around the world teaching and improving the daily lives of the natives. The natives in turn herald them as “Novi Dei” meaning New Gods, they were thought of as proxies by which the Old God’s could communicate and help their creation, and the world came under a new age, an age where Gods and creation could live in blissful harmony.”
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Young boy: “But like everything, all good things must come to an end.”
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...The young boy said as he sat up from the hooded Goddesses lap still looking straight ahead at an what appears to be a person hanging from a makeshift gallow as it turn counterclockwise with its back facing them slowly turning.
Goddess: “Humph, I don’t know why I expected a greenhorn like you to appreciate such fine art as myself.”
Young boy: “Probably because were the only God’s left alive….minus Him over there since I don’t know if he’s either dead or alive.”
The Goddess seeing an opportunity to impart some profound knowledge to the boy said,
Goddess: “Schrodinger's cat”
She says with a hint of pride in her voice.
Young boy: “....that is a possibility I guess” he says destroying the hope the Goddess had of ever having the young boy seeing her in reverence......
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I'm back baby....in a way...maybe...kind of. Well either way updates are going to be scarce and few in between since I have a micomester (yeah i made it up) to do so yeah. BTW the story premise will stay the same just some tweaks and stuff, like this one for example, wasn't planning on reveling this till the near end of arc 1.