Beginning of the End (of boredom)

I'm bored. You heard it here first folks. Gemis, the Goddess of Destruction, the most powerful being in the multiverse, is bored out of her mind. You'd think tormenting mortals for 10,000 years would be fun, but that shit gets old FAST.

All the other gods have it easy. All they do is sit on their boring old thrones in their boring old dimensions, send a messenger or two to their planets and bada bing bada boom, they're loved and worshipped. BUT NO not ME. I have to be feared and hated and actually DO shit with my immortal life. Torture and destroy, torture and destroy over and over again, I'm so F*CKING DONE WITH IT.

*Sigh* Well what can you do? The job comes with perks, I guess. The unlimited power, wealth, and both my own dimension and a nice ass temple are pretty good. But what good is that shit if everyone is too afraid to even talk to you?! Even Zeus doesn't want any of this, and that's saying something (Not that I'd let that manwhore anywhere near me). Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no Aphrodite or Freya, but I look GOOD. I mean, who may people do you know can pull off blue skin AND purple hair? Aaaaaaannndd I'm talking to myself again, aren't I?

Anyway, what am I supposed to do? Destroy.... something? Yeah, no. You know what, f*uck it. Let's see what the mortals in dimension 3 are up to today. Not like those weird-ass hero gods can do anything about it.

"Dimension Shift."

Okay, let's see... Huh. This is new. They aren't fighting each other for once. And what's this? A rumour about a demon lord's return? Lame. Probably one of that edgelord Lucifer's servants. And, what else? Ooooh, a worldwide tournament, like in those weird things those mortals in dimension 21 read. Manga or... webnovels or something? Anyway, this could be interesting. Maybe a worthy opponent will finally appear. Or a fun plaything. Either will work. Now, let's take a look, shall we?

The world tournament. The only first ever held in history. All the strongest, most powerful warriors in all of Aphunor gathered in one place, for one reason. To search for the next hero that will defeat the demon lord. And I'm gonna enter it and win! I mean, I've trained for this my entire life. I've learned everything I could from every martial arts and swordsmanship teacher on the planet. I've spent my life savings just to buy this armour set, made of only the highest quality dragon scales. I'll win this. I have to.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, it's time for the first stage of the Aphnor's first-ever World Tournament!!!!"

The entire arena erupted with screams of excitement. I couldn't help but get excited as well.

"I'm your humble host, Hartley Collier, and its time for the first round! Up first,

we have a young lass, though her skill is nothing to laugh at. Please welcome to the arena, Zyra Cliffwind!!!!!!!!"

My time to shine. As I walked into the arena, the crowd didn't seem very ecstatic, though the few cheers I received were good enough for me.

"As for his opponent, we have a familiar face. Please welcome to the arena, everyone's favourite gladiator, Viktor!!!!!

Viktor? He's cool. He's tall, bald and burly, and you'd think he'd be a heartless killer, with him being a gladiator and all, but he's a nice guy. He's polite, rarely kills his opponents and fights fair. An ideal warrior, of sorts. Everyone knows him one way or another and, even if you didn't, he'd act like he knew you his entire life. You just can't hate the guy.

He walked into the arena carrying his favourite battle-xe. The arena once again shook with cheers.

"Ah, young Zyra," he said with his usual zeal.

"Hey, Viktor."

"It's okay, don't be nervous. I know for a fact you have skill. Now, come at me with everything you got!"

You sure?"

"Yes, yes, less talking more-"

Slash!

I go at him with my shortsword, but he blocks it with his axe.

"Rule 1, don't talk in the middle of a fight!"

"Hohoho, I see you've remembered my lessons! Show me how you've improved, young one!"

He throws me back and I land on my feet.

"Okay, time to get serious. Hey Viktor, no hard feelings, right?"

"Of course no-"

"Body flicker!"

I appear behind him, and before he could even react, I hit him in the back of the head, knocking him out.

The crowd was silent. The technique I've been working on for years has finally been shown off.

"WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!!" Hartley shouted.

The crowd roared in hysteria.

"1 down. 999 more to go."

This girl's good. I've only seen a handful of REAL warriors, and all of them got power through some god bullshit or magic. But not her. Body flicker is a technique mastered only through hard work and skill. or so I've heard. Interesting. She has a lot of potential. Maybe I'll have to pay her a visit soon.