You Shall Be Named......(Edited)

´I.....I´m blessed.´

After getting over that little mental breakdown I began to hear God cackling. When I look over at him I deadpan.

God. A being who has existed since the beginning of time itself. Is on the ground dying of laughter.

After he got over his laughing fit he began to speak.

¨Sorry, sorry. I simply was entertained by the face you made. Also of course I knew what you were gonna get. I´ve just been wanting to do that for centuries.¨ He explained as he waved off what just happened.

¨So..what now?¨ I ask.

¨Now? Now we make your body, get you a name, decide your world, and integrate your power into yourself. Not in that order.¨ God said enthusiastically.

¨So name body and the world you wish to be sent to?¨ He continues.

¨I would like to-¨ God cut me off before I could finish.

¨Oh almost forgot. I´ll be granting you a name. A true name to be exact. A name that shall be engraved on your soul. You are, after all, being reborn, and as for the name you pick, it´ll be more of a nickname if anything.¨ He informed me.

¨Well then I would like to go by Antares. The name of the former Monarch of Destruction. I would like the appearance of a younger Antares with short hair, but I´d like to look around 12ish. As for the world, I´d like to go to the Harry Potter World, 2 days before Harry goes to King´s Cross Station. A weak world after comparing what´s there to the powers I now possess. However, it would help me get a foothold with my abilities.¨ I answer and explain.

¨Would you mind explaining what you mean by starting out.¨ God asks.

¨Oh right. Using the Monarch of Destruction´s natural [Spatial Manipulation] and the ability [Gates] I should be able to travel to different worlds. Right?¨ I ask hesitantly, hoping that I wasn´t wrong.

God smirks at me.

¨Clever, and yes you would be correct in that assumption.¨ He answers with a look of approval in his eyes.

I let out a sigh of relief. ´Good.´ I couldn´t help but think.

¨Also, in case you were wondering Dumbledore will try to manipulate you.¨ He said with not an ounce of worry. ´Why would I fear Dumbledore of all things. Even without control, I´m technically immune to all of their magic. At least as far as I´m aware.´ I thought.

After God finished speaking my body began to change from that of my previous one to that of an 11/12-year-old looking Antares wearing a black, collared shirt, along with black dress pants and shoes. As for my body, it felt.....powerful to say the least.

´Probably a huge understatement.´ I couldn´t help but think amusedly.

¨Now you should be on your way.¨ God said.

After he finished speaking, I began to dissipate.

Just as I was about to freak out God continued speaking.

¨As for your true name.¨ He looked at me with pride and expectation. As well as some hope.

¨I won´t let you down!¨ I yell resolutely.

He began to smile after hearing my declaration.

¨You shall be named Deus Deorum. My Arbiter.¨ God finished.

Then I was gone.