Vicious clanging of metal rung for miles, as trails of two beings, clashed in the flat plains, surrounded by corpses, of humans and monsters alike.
The two stopped in their tracks, and both breathed weakly, the other is an old man bearing a sword and a shield, and the other is a monster wearing a woman’s skin, she has sharp claws for fingers and a sharp, pointed tail on her behind.
“Yield! You will never kill me! As long as I’m standing, you will never win!” The old man shouted, clanging his sword to his shield.
“Never! I’ll kill you, take your powers, and I’ll create true paradise!” The woman shrieked as she coughs out blood.
Blood flows out of the side of the old man’s mouth, as the two had suffered severe and deadly injuries. \
They had been fighting for days, Humans and Monsters are both close to extinction and as a result, those who lived as this world was born, were the only ones who remained alive.
“HURAAAAAAGH!” The old man charged toward danger, his body covered in an aura of multiple colors. He hid his body behind his shield, his sword headed straight at her.
“DIEEEE!” The woman does the same, her body clad in a dark aura as she headed toward him with claws pointed forward.
In a swift move. The two connected their hits.
The old man coughed blood.
The monster gasped for air.
The old man’s sword had pierced her chest.
The monster’s claws pierced his shield and his neck and shoulders behind him.
The two collapsed. Their weapons were still lodged in their bodies.
The monster woman breathed heavily, trying to get the air she lost, while the old man spoke.
“You damned monster… I’ll end you once and for all…” His breath became heavier and heavier as time went on.
Footsteps surrounded the two.
“Well, that was unexpected.” A young man’s voice said. “I never thought ‘Both’ is an option in the bet. Come on, Michael. Get up. Without you, things wouldn’t be fun.”
“Arthur, shut it.” A gruff voice said, followed by a quick swoosh of a blade, pointed at the young man. “With them gone, there will be peace in this world.”
“You’re…. all…” The old man coughs out more blood as he glared at the two, as three more beings surround them. “I’ll kill… you… all…” He brought his open hand out, as lightning crackles from above.
“This is new.” The young man said.
A storm forms above them, and the lightning it emits makes a large portal from above. Tornadoes and earthquakes shake the plains as Michael laughed.
“If it means killing you all, I’ll gladly end my life!” He laughed, before choking on his blood.
All of them, even the dying monster, watched the portal when someone walked out of it.
“Now, now. This won’t do. I was having a fun time with my family, and you all had to ruin it.” The being said as it descended from the portal.
It was a being of darkness, with white eyes that seem to pierce through souls.
It raised its hand, as the 7 were raised in mid-air. They looked at each other, the monster woman had her injuries healed, and so did the old man.
“If you all would be so polite to tell me, this man is the one who summoned me, yes?” It asked with its ghastly voice. As its darker-than-black aura engulfed them.
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“I… I did!” The old man said.
“I see, then you have sacrificed a lot to bring me here.” The old man nodded to the being’s voice. “I like people like you, tell me. What is your wish?”
“These… monsters… Get rid of them, put them somewhere they can no longer harm anything in this world!”
“Monsters… you say… When you’re a monster yourself…” It made an eerie laugh as if it is amused by the seven’s situation.
“Very well, But I am a very fair person. I will never bring an advantage to one side, you see.” It laughed more.
“You will get what you wished for, but not in a way you’d think.” It said, then it brought its hand forward.
“[Imprison]” it said, the six’s bodies suddenly flung back, and the old man looked around to see them disappear into thin air.
“W-Where did you bring them?” The old man said, his voice shaking from fear of this…. Being.
“To prepare for a rematch~,” it said, as a smile forms on its empty face. “And you should prepare too~ I’ll be watching you. All of you. Remember my name, Aleph. The Infinity.” The Infinity laughed as the old man is dropped from the air to the ground.
“Now that I’m stuck here in this world. I hope you won’t disappoint me.” It said before it flew away.
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“Aaaand cut!” I say, looking down at the sky.
Michael flies up to where I am, while Dryad and the others came here with a delay.
“How was it?” Tamer asks.
“You didn’t say anything in the last scene, of course, you did great.” King makes a small chuckle, and Tamer playfully punches King’s shoulder.
“At least I had more screentime than you. The scenes you all are all fighting monsters and humans.” Tamer says.
“Well, we crushed it!” I say, which everyone cheers with a smile on their faces. It has been 90 centuries since we started. We have done a lot of things that we're happy about. And every day passed is another day closer to success.
“Well, now that our main story is out of the way, we can now do our own thing. We bury all things that we made, villages, temples, and the like.” I add.
“Like underground ruins,” Michael says.
“Exactly,” I reply. “We will also plant the… how many crystals have we stocked?” I ask Arthur, as he was the one who keeps track of the recording crystals.
“We have 5747 crystals that depict the main story. 5748 crystals if we include this last one. And 19043 crystals that don’t depict the main history. Why did we need so much again? I was the only one who wasn’t tasked to do it.” Arthur asks
“Because my dear Watson, we need to create the sense that the fake humans, monsters, and the like, are real, with their own lives. That’s why we recreated TV shows and movies, and even games.” Michael replies with a bad English accent.
“Do you know how hard it is to recreate How I met your Mother, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, and The Office in a medieval format? You’re all lucky we can remember things clearly. Except for our lives, of course.” Vaciva complains, with a frown on both Tamer and Aquarius.
“I had to recreate Case Closed, or rather Meitantei Konan (Great Detective Conan), Breaking Bad, and The Blacklist in a medieval setting. Do you have any idea how to turn scientific bullshit into magical bullshit? While making animals?” Tamer says in a slightly irritated tone.
“Oh, shut up, you all. I spent centuries perfecting making a perfect Library System, Game System, and Admin System for all of us. I had to make the perfect progression of proficiency and rank in Aura, Mana, and Skills, and I had to fine-tune the stat organization every so often because all of your stats keep on changing. All while I’m making sea life.” Aquarius complains.
“You think that’s hard?” King raises his eye, continuing what he is saying. “I spent centuries creating Mana Spells, Aura Skills, and Combat Techniques and I had to fine-tune everything as well. I haven’t stopped dreaming about me fighting all types of me.”
“You all are babies. A quarter of those 20 thousand crystals is mine.” I say, which is the truth. All of the shows and movies that I have watched, I recreated in a medieval format. Burn Notice, Peaky Blinders, Gravity Falls, Phineas and Ferb, The Amazing World of Gumball, Powerpuff Girls, and more.
“Stop bragging everyone. Time to get to our new roles, correct?” Vaciva asks.
“Yeah. Do you all remember the roles we all have?” I ask everyone.
“Everyone except Michael will be building the Tower of God? The name is in progress.” Vaciva replies. “I am in charge of making monsters, and logging them in the system. I will be designing other races with others as well.”
“I am in charge of making beasts in the tower, and the layout of the tower,” Tamer says.
“I am in charge of making plants in the tower, and the design of the tower,” Dryad says.
“I am in charge of making pocket dimensions in the tower, and traps, and floor design of the tower,” King says.
“I will be making sea life in the tower, and in charge of biome and theme design of certain parts of the tower,” Aquarius says.
“And I will be designing safe floors, shop floors, and the like. I am also responsible for making sure nothing comes out of the tower. Arthur says with a smirk on his face.
“I am responsible for making humans flourish, to create a real civilization,” Michael says.
“And I am in charge of scaring the shit out of humans.” I smile, chuckling a bit. “Oh! I will also take over Dryad, Aquarius, and Tamer’s roles outside the tower, I will be observing everyone, and of course, as long as no one will see you, anyone can leave the tower as they wish. I’ll be needing everyone’s help.”
“Of course! We got your back, bro.” King lays his arm on my shoulders, pulling me close, and hugging me.
"Well, I think it's time for us to go back to sync this world's time, to the outside world's time." I say, with the system's prompt on my hand.