On a normal day just like any other, a normal guy wakes up in his bed, and struggles with all his might to get through another day of tedious work. Just like every middle class man in his late 20s he cant stand the monotony of the same routine everyday. 

 "Raaaaah", a roar escapes my mouth as i force myself up out of the sweet comfort and safety of my soft bed. Another day, and im already late but I dont care. Most of my work cannbe done remotely. Makes me miss the days of real cyber security where it was more then monitoring local networks for unauthorized connections. Back then terrorist were actively trying to steal our countrys classified information to hurt my fellow countrymen, and my favorite part stealing the information they thought was safe. I felt like i was protecting, like my everyday mattered sure it sucked waking up before the sun, and sometimes sleeping in crawl spaces.

Lost in thought, reminiscing about the past i go through my every morning tasks of personal hygeine and searching for work clothes in the many baskets around my laundry room... haha folding is for chumps. I get in my car, the point of no turning back. Before i start the ignition the thought of calling out and crawling back into bed crosses my mind many many times before the engine growls with stuttering excitement. As im driving down the road day dreaming about things that could be. Seeing cars at dealerships i wish i could buy. places i wish i could live. Wanting for all the wordly goods without effort. But even i know you cant attain something without the real desire. But its nice to dream right? Even if its shallow ? 

Beeeeeeeeeeeep!

 Honking brings be back to reality, i can see in the distance. A huge fully loaded semi fishtailing between lanes. Time seems  to slow, my heart beats fast and i can see if i dont take any actions now it could be my last minute alive. I look for my escape options to my left is 2 lanes of cars with practically no space and to my right is oncoming traffic. I see the semi getting closer. impact is any minute the truck swerves into the median. Its so close i can see the driver passed out with a beer can in his hand. IMPACT IN 5 4 3 2. I close my eyes wanting for death, for pain , for gruesome agony. I wait and wait.

A voice interrupts my thoughts. " Heeeey there you can open your eyes now. I got things to do places to see im not gonna wait around all day for you."

 The sharp almost nasally voice pierces my eardrum as if its inside my head. I open my eyes and stare straight ahead to see  the semi truck and the front of my car crushed like a soda can. I look to my right and see a old man sitting on a ball, that reminds me of a giant dragonball from dragonball ,classic. 

My senses slowly return as the short old man stands on top of the "dragonball" i notice his long beard thats down to his feet his pointy shoes with bells on the tip. I look back to his face to see bushy eyebrows that practically cover his eyes, and a shining bald head that would put master roshi to shame.

"Alright enough of this staring nonsense your not gonna die... well i shouldnt say that" my eyes immediately sharpen, " relax im not here to kill you if i was i was id just let our buddy overtired truck driver do the job for me. No, what im hear to do is give you an opportunity." His huge white mustache parts way to a Cheshire cat smile.

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I look at him finally calming down and able to think clearly. I can tell this strange man is not a benevolent angel, there's definitely a catch. My face falls serious , and i respond with just one word,"explain".

His smile falls into a scowl," my my, arent you the perceptive little one. Taking a defensice position against your savior. I remember when humans were gratefull to see a god. They would fall on to there lnees and prostrate themselves just to see a glimpse of our power." His expression turns to one of interest," But you, Riley Müller, you have always been a bit different."

He pulls out a list from the air and puts on a monicle that was tucked intro his shirt pocket hidden behind his massive beard.

"Hmmm lets see went through basic training while still in high school attended dive school, pathfinder school, sniper school, rasp, air assault, sere school. The list of training goes on and on. You were honor grade and iron soldier. You took everything the army offered and passed with flying colors in just 3 years. Then you became a "Cyber security expert" He chuckled loudly as a screen appeared in midair of me and my team crossing the mohave desert in search of hidden enemies,the screen flashes forward to the assassinations and the chaotic engagement that happened after. He controled the screen to zoom in on my actions as i professionally and accurately took shots with my m9 against men armed with automatic machine guns. My entire team was dead all my friends gone, just me. The new guy tripped the alarm alerting the entire secured  compound. I killed the entire encampment with just my pistol, and the ammo from my team.

My face fell but inside i was excited that was one of my favorite moments of my life, i remember making it to the evac zone with a thumb drive worth more then all our lives the location of every vip the enemies were hiding. That was my first silver medal in the 10 years i was in it was constant fighting and death i grew to love the battlefield. But the war was over due to the classified nature of my job. The army wrapped it up as cyber security and gave me an easy government job to live out the rest of my days but i wasnt done every cell in my body got excited seeing it.

 The screen stopped, the gods chesshire smile returned with a big sniff he let out an exasperated breath of air," I can smell the adrenaline pumping off you, strange i didnt sense this just a moment ago before your untimely death."

He stopped for a moment, i came back out of my thoughts into reality," so what is it you want.... "

 His smile grew bigger," How would you like to return to war, to a war so big this world could he destroyed by the lowelist of the applicants. I can teach you, and train you to control your power."

"My power ?!" I immediately interrupted disregarding him talking about casually destroying an entire planet. No one would know but im huge nerd. Isekai, wuxia, xanxia, litrpg. I would love to throw myself into theese high fantasy  worlds to live out my desires.

"Yes, you have an innate gift. Time is limited i only have" he closed his eyes," two more minutes of manifestation. In short i will train you for 1000 years you will become the strongest you, you can be and hopefully unlock your hidden potential if you dont you will die and no one will miss you. If you will notice the semi about to impact you. look behind the man asleep." I did and saw tendrils drapped over the mans neck leading to a creature only seen in anime silky black skin crimson red glowing eyes. The god interupted my inspection." This is not as accidental as you think, you have enemies bigger then youn know. So will you accept my proposal. Oh i forgot after the millenial of training you will be my champion or herald. You dont have to pray to me or be a slave but all i ask is you mercilessly slaughter my enemies, as well ss your own" haha he laughed loudly 

I thought for a moment and time began to move slowly i heard the crunching sounds my car, knowing i didnt have much time left i yelled," i will become your champion".

Everything went black and a messgae in white bold text appeared. You've became the first champion of the god Fred. He control's the power of illusions, formations, and earth. Welcome to Hells citadel.