Chapter 2: GOD

He stood tall and proud, with an air of confidence and arrogance that seemed to emanate from every pore of his body. His skin was smooth and flawless, without a single blemish or imperfection, and his eyes were bright and piercing, reflecting the power and authority he wielded.

With long, dark and red hair, the man who called himself god, spoke.

"You are currently inside of my domain. I yoinked your soul right after it had died, preventing it from going to the afterlife."

"What? How is that even possible? Who are you, this has to be against my rights!" Shouted John, as he pointed a finger at god.

"Sigh, I thought that you would be different, guess not. Well, this is something I always go through anyway…how about instead of breaking off your legs, I simply let you feel this." Said God, as he simply snapped his fingers.

As he stands before the higher entity, a feeling of immense dread, fear, and helplessness washes over him. It's as if he is in the presence of something far beyond his understanding, something ancient and powerful that could crush him with a single thought.

You felt as though he were a mere speck of dust in the grand scheme of things, insignificant and powerless in the face of this higher entity. His heart races in his chest, and his palms

become slick with sweat. He feels as though you are suffocating, as if the very air around him has become thick and oppressive.

His mind is filled with a sense of overwhelming terror, and he can't help but feel as though he was about to be judged. He wondered if he had lived up to the expectations of this higher entity, or if you have fallen short in some way.

As he stood there, paralyzed with fear, he couldn't help but feel as though he was utterly alone. He is acutely aware of your own mortality and vulnerability, and he feels as though he is at the mercy of this higher entity.

His thoughts race as he tries to make sense of what is happening. He wonders if there is a way out, a way to escape this feeling of dread and terror. But deep down, he knows that there is no escape. He is trapped, standing before the higher entity, and he must face whatever judgement it has in store for him.

*(Snap)*

And just like that, the immense dread he had felt, vanished.

"Is that enough to prove to you I am God?" He then asked, with a smug, calm and condescending smile on his face.

John couldn't respond, he simply felt way too out of place to.

"Oh come on, I might have all day, but this is ridiculous." God said, as he snapped his fingers again, causing John to focus.

"I have a task for you." God calmly stated.

"What is it? I assure you I can complete it to the best of my ability." John said immediately, as he forced himself to try and kneel, but for some reason, he just couldn't.

"Don't do such unsightly stuff. Needing an ant to kneel in front of me is beneath me. Your task is simple. It is to cause chaos!. Not in this world of course, in my main world. A place where in theory, anyone can reach my realm of power, even you."

John gulped a little, as he mustered the courage to ask," How exactly do I have to do that?"

"It's simple really, you just have to get stronger. Get stronger and eventually, you will cause enough Chaos to give me entertainment!"

"Sounds easy enough."

"It is. I already told you a little bit about my main world," the young man said. "To repeat, my world allows someone to reach supreme power by increasing the power of your body and mind."

"There are innumerable ways to supreme power. You can use the inherent energy in the air to increase the power of your mind. This strengthens your soul, and the more powerful your soul gets, the more powerful your mental abilities become. You can crush elephants with just your mind or move the energy of the world in such a way that it creates powerful destructive forces."

"However, you can also focus on strengthening your body. By absorbing the energy in the atmosphere and fusing it with your body, you can become so fast and so powerful that the other person that trains their mind wouldn't even be able to react to an attack of yours."

"You can also fuse with some ethereal concepts and summon them."

"You can also concentrate on weapons, which allows you to sunder reality with a move of your weapon."

"You can also comprehend the concepts of how the world works and manipulate the energy in such a way that it imitates these concepts. You would gain control over fire, gravity, time, space, water, metal, life, and so on."

"You can even just purely absorb Energy without end, becoming a walking bomb that could unleash many years of accumulated power in a single strike."

"So, in short, there are innumerable ways to power," God said.

Then, he frowned as he said the next part.

"Everything was going well, and I had a hell of a time watching the different paths of power fight each other."

Then, God gritted his teeth.

"And that's when he showed up," God said with disgust.

"Who?"

SHING! Thump!

A bright light shone for a short moment in front of me, and I heard the sound of something hitting the floor.

I looked over, and didn't give any particular reaction since I was still under the monarch's indifference.

It was the naked corpse of a young man!

"This guy," the God repeated with hatred. "The so-called Mage Emperor!"

"One of the paths to power I created was the path of magic," God explained. "This was also the first example I gave you when I described some paths to power in my world."

. "Just like everyone else, the Mages sought supremacy over everyone, but they weren't really any more powerful than the others."

"That was until the Mage Emperor appeared," God spat in disgust while giving the corpse a side-eye. "He became the most powerful person in the world, but instead of furthering his own power even more, he concentrated on making the path of Magic supreme."

"So, he killed all the most powerful people of the other paths of power," God said with some anger. "Even more, after he killed the most powerful people, he ordered the other mages to kill everyone else that has reached a sufficient standard of power without practicing Magic!"

"In just some few short years, this fucking guy ruined thousands of years of progress!" the young man shouted as he glared at the corpse of burning eyes.

God stood up as he paced around in anger.