0.3 The story begins...

I could feel it, my limbs being torn apart and my body being eaten.

I could only voicelessly cry out in pain and terror, experiencing how it felt like to be on the other end of the food chain.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh" I couldn't tell if my voice was really coming out. Pain enveloping my existence and then....nothing.

...

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"Do you really have to be dramatic?" A familiar voice.

I opened my eyes and realized i was in that white void yet again. The presence of God washing over me.

"What..." I hoarsly began.

"Well I couldn't NOT send you there after you asked. Sure i could have warned you but this is a better lesson."

"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK WAS THAT!?"

"Well you did say Exmortis. I figured sure, send the kid to a 2004 flash game story. When you left I was wondering how you could possibly know that, seeing as how it doesn't exist in your world. That's when it hit me. You were being a smart ass. So i took a peek at you and pulled you out before you got turned into ground beef."

"Shit, why though? Like why!?" I was really upset. Sure it was my fault but we humans are selfish like that.

"For the ratings."

"Whu- But you're God right?" I wasn't even sure what was happening anymore. This was startingnto get ridiculous. Now aware i wasn't dreaming. I was not going to allow anymore silly mistakes born from my escapist mentality screw me up again.

"Yes. However I'm not the one you're thinking of. I believe I sid we shouldn't go off on a tangeant over such discussions?"

I sighed. I wasn't in the right mind to do anything.

"Well it seems the human can learn. Well. Let me explain, and tell you the specifics to avoid having to....let you make another mistake, yes?"

I nodded, what could i say?

"Well i went to check and unfortunately for the both of us, mostly you We've been visited by an Author. An inexperienced one at that. Now you'll have to suffer the whims of whatever plans he has for you and be exposed to a possible large number of beings laughing at your expense."

Wait a minute didn't he say "us" why is he just saying "me"?

"As such as i am under compulsion, I will let you spend time in the multiverse. While I fix and figure out what's going on with your placement in the tapestry of Fate. Do tell me where you want to go."

"Do I like..get super powers?" That was the usual M.O of these things .

"No."

"What!? but aren't i supposed to be some annoying disgustingly overpowered multiversal protagonist?" I was pretty sure if some Author was messing with me. That ought to be title.

"Well that's up to the Author. All i know is that's not MY job. Well where do you want to go?"

"Wait. Before that, i don't think I'll be able to let it slide after all, where the hell did you send me to?" Bite me. I was curious.

"Well you were at the end of the events of a 2004 flash game from a different Earth. That humanoid was something called the Hand of Exmortis, and those little ah, cockroaches were exmortis, the souls of wretched ancient beings. Do look it up in your spare time. I'd rather not waste time explaining such things."

Oh i wll. Even if it isn't good for the overall story, I swear to have my revenge one day. I promise it isn't just misplaced anger. Really!

"Well. Can i like, get a refresher. I'm not exactly able to remember every story and show i know to pick and choose from."

"Fine. One day, I'll let you decide. Of course if the Author decides you're taking to long they may decide to...expedite the process and dump you not even i know where....maybe 'My Little Pony'."

"Oh please no, I'm not sure what that is but i can feel chills from across the screen already!" And oh how i shivered.

"Go on, I'll be back."

The presence left. Oh...this is gonna be hard. I'm practically a self insert but indecisive. I might make another mistake....what if I chose One Piece and end up in a fanfiction? I need help.

My phone appeared.

Oh good, Google helps. Maybe i should ask online? I'm going to regret this...

[Where should I go?]

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The Author just sat there in front of the Screen. (Perhaps someone will help the poor guy and give him a suggestion...or perhaps I should just send him somewhere random....tick tock tick tock)

Title: 0.3 The Story Begins....Sort Of.