And then here we twelve stand in the middle of nowhere or rather in the middle of a dangerous and devastating battle between three groups fighting each other. I am known as Nino Sound or rather was Nino Sound
It first started when I was born in the late summer days.
Ok fine it started when I won a match against a team of amatuer poker players in a tournament, my god I don't even know how they got past the first round but they were so bad, they couldn't put up a decent poker face hell even kids can win against them. They either have great luck or they rigged the tournament. I won the tournament just like that, well atleast I have the pay for the rent and night school fees, for this two years covered and with the income from my job I'll live a relatively comfortable life it's not perfect but I wouldn't have it any other way.
That was what I first thought but when I was going home from the train station to my apartment, I slipped over a banana peel and falling into a manhole and broke my neck from the fall.
Then a white light was in front of me so I did what people usually tell those who were gonna die I turned my back from the light and started running the other way but alas it was in vain the light moved and I ran into it. Then when I finally stopped running I was in a room with not just the god awful poker players who called themselves the Immortals, and not just them it seems like eleven other people are here not including myself of course.
Then the guy/girl in the middle started talking about how we won against them was because they wanted us to win blah blah blah and how it was a test blah blah blah. I looked at the other people and not the stupid gods and asked them how they know the dimwits, it seems that we won against every single one of the dimwits (team Immortals) in some sort of competition. When the guy/girl finally noticed no-one was paying him/her attention, he/she started crying followed by three or four of the other he/she's of their group.
We didn't pay them no mind and continued the conversation between all twelve of us, totally ignoring the cry fest. We learned we all died by the same cause, yea that's right we all died by banana peel. When the group of he/she's stopped crying, offered to grant us twelve wishes that is shared between us, if we can help them keep the balance in their world. In which I said " All right then prove it by summoning a dozen of notebooks and writing material as proof and gift for winning against all of you guys then we can talk." then one of the he/she's did what I asked of them, then one of the others said "Thank you but could you maybe give us I don't know maybe a few minutes to discuss this between ourselves first and thank you for the proof and gift."
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That was the sign for all of us to huddle together and talk with each other, half of them asked why I did that and I told them " Why waste a couple of wishes when we can write about some of them on the note books then wish for the things we wrote down on them to be accepted." one of them replied with " so do we ask for separate wishes or the same for the notebook." in which I said " for the notebooks no but we can help each other decide so we don't have a double up, ok maybe four wishes be the same but that is the max because we share the other eleven wishes so yeah," then another on of the other said " so should we have the same number of written wishes to make it more simpler plus we don't know if they will something on them like mess with them," in which another replied with " how about a dozen considering there are a dozen of them, a dozen of us, a dozen wishes and a dozen writing items." "A dozen sounds good, but two dozen is better" said all of us while nodding our heads in unison, and then we immediately started to write our two dozen wishes.
After what seems to be eternity we finally finished writing our twelve wishes in which we helped decide each others wishes to prevent us from having an argument later on. Basically we told each other what we wanted to do which doesn't bother the others well for example would be me and Ocht, while I wanted to make weapons he wanted to make armour, rather than both of us being both a blacksmith that does both, we decided to split the work, so yeah see the problem not a good rivalry.
Well any ways when we finished we went up to them saying that we were done.