《Suddenly Turned Into A God》 Fallen God Oberon stared at the starry night, lying alone on the ground, pierced by five swords. Three white stars shone above him. His dark, black blood was splattered everywhere around the lone star he lay upon. His crossed yellow and black eyes began to blur as he gazed upward, unblinking. He fixated on the three white stars, then slowly raised his pale, trembling hand,stretching it toward them. And the moment he fully reached out, one of the stars began to fade. It vanished into nothingness. Oberon''s expression dimmed. His gaze filled with regret, with a sadness deeper than words. As the star disappeared, his pale body grew even paler,nearly transparent. The swords embedded in him loosened, ever so slightly. "Haa¡­" A deep sigh escaped his lips. He knew exactly what was about to happen. He was going to die. And then a black and yellow screen appeared before him. A familiar screen. One he had seen countless times over the past ten years. [A Believer has Died] He already knew it. But hearing it from the system was just as painful as always. The past ten years had been cruel,filled with death, war, and despair. Oberon closed his eyes. How many times had he caused this same feeling in the gods he once killed? He had slain hundreds of them¡­ And now, it was his turn. There was no hope of survival. His mind drifted back,to the days when he had guided his race with pride and hope, when he had spent months pondering how to give them freedom, peace, a future. And in the end? He failed. Betrayed by the very gods who once claimed to share his dream. They had all been called "gods," but truthfully, they weren''t gods at all. They had once been human, just like him,brought here by that one being, the one who had filled their hearts with twisted desires: power, domination, freedom, immortality¡­ Even he had dreamed.To be free.To be unchained from the world.But now¡­ he was about to die.What are dreams before death? Hope. Despair. Regret. It didn''t matter in the face of death. Death welcomed all. It treated kings and beggars the same. Even a death god could die and be accepted by death itself. And as these thoughts filled his fading mind.The two remaining stars above him shimmered¡­ Then one faded,now only one star remained. Another believer had died. [A Believer has Died] "Again¡­ reading this cursed system words is really brutal." Oberon chuckled bitterly, his voice hoarse. "What a cruel thing to hear before death. Now I truly have only one believer left¡­ It seems I can only live for about a week¡­ maybe a few days at best." He spoke the words aloud, though no one was there to hear them.His gaze drifted upward,to the last white star shining in the starry sky. It shone the brightest now. But it was also the only one still shining. "What a sad thing¡­ Just a week ago, the sky held hundreds of stars. Now¡­ there''s only one left. A truly tragic sight." He let out a long, weary breath.Then, with a thought, he summoned his status screen. If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. [God System Godly Name: Oberon God Titles:God of Beginning and End,The End of All Beings,The Hope of All Beings,The End of all Beings,Pioneer of Civilization,God Killer,Guiding God of the Averze Race,Dreamer of Freedom Divinity Stage: Young God Soul: 1 Spirit: 1 Body: 0 Vitality: 0 Believers: 1 Faith Points: 102 Godly Authorities: Absolute Darkness, Absolute Light, Lower Dark Flame Skills: -Blessing of Absolute Darkness: Allows the god to bless believers with Darkness using Faith Points. The more Faith Points spent, the greater the blessing. -Blessing of Absolute Light: Allows the god to bless believers with Light using Faith Points. The more Faith Points spent, the greater the blessing.] Oberon looked at his system status, and what he saw filled him with quiet despair. All his skills were gone. All his stats,gone. Even his Godly Authorities had vanished, leaving behind only the two he''d possessed when he first ascended to godhood,alongside the one he had learned on his own. Everything else had been devoured. Devoured by one of the very allies who had betrayed him. They had known how powerful he was,too powerful. So they stripped him of everything. His body had been reduced to that of a dying god, and his spirit and soul were now so weak they barely surpassed a mortal''s. The skills he had spent ten years training¡­ all destroyed. Consumed. His once vast system, once filled with powerful abilities and overflowing stats, was now hollow and broken. And those 102 Faith Points? Pathetic. A mere scrap compared to the tens of thousands he had held only a week ago. A deep sigh escaped his lips. His body had already begun to fade. Now, only his torso, head, and two arms remained. His legs had vanished, disintegrated into nothingness. With the last sliver of his remaining faith, he turned his attention outward to see what had become of his last believer. Was he being hunted by the followers of other gods?Was he fleeing for his life?Or¡­ was he currently tortured? [Do you want to view your believer, Xerxes Artaz? Yes / No] Without hesitation, Oberon selected "Yes." The moment he did, his Faith Points dropped from 102 to 95. His gaze shifted to the last remaining white star,the final believer who still clung to him. Xerxes Artaz. What he saw nearly broke what remained of his fading heart. A young boy, no older than ten. Blonde hair. Two green eyes shaped like crosses. A face that once could have been called cute, framed by two long, pointed ears,a feature of his race. Xerxes was covered in cuts and blood. His white robe was soaked through, stained deep crimson,so much so that it almost appeared red. He was running through a dark forest, alone, his small body trembling,tears streamed down his cheeks, and his face twisted into a mix of rage and sorrow. Oberon watched silently,he remembered that face. He had seen Xerxes before.One of the few noble born members of the Averze race. If he remembered correctly, the boy had once shown incredible promise. He might''ve even become a powerful mage¡­ If he''d only had the time.If he''d only had the chance.But now¡­ they stood together at death''s door. "Haa¡­" A soft, breathless sigh escaped Oberon''s mouth.He glanced at the number floating before him. 95. "Just ninety five¡­" he whispered in his weak, fading voice. He paused. Thought. Then a glimmer of something sparked in his dimming eyes. "Maybe¡­ maybe this will be enough to bless him with an affinity for Light?" And with that final thought Oberon made one last gamble. A dying god''s final gift. Oberon activated Blessing of Absolute Light, pouring all of his remaining Faith Points into the skill. Although it wasn''t nearly enough to fully awaken a Light affinity,it might give the boy a chance. [Faith Points: 0] The moment the points left him, his body began to disintegrate faster,half of his torso vanished in an instant.But he didn''t care,his gaze stayed locked on Xerxes. His body continued to fade,faster and faster,until only his head remained. And even that was beginning to dissolve. But still, Oberon watched.He didn''t look at Xerxes'' struggles, nor the blood on his face, nor the chaos chasing behind him. No,he looked deeper. He looked at Xerxes'' soul,searching for even the faintest spark of Light and he found it. A small, flickering glow. Fragile. Hidden. But real. Oberon smiled his cross shaped eyes shimmered with a soft, heavenly light and with what little remained of his faith points he left Xerxes one final message before he crossed through the gates of death. Xerxes ran, panting heavily.He was exhausted mentally and physically,but he kept running.Each step drained him more than anything he had ever experienced in his life.Every time he glanced back, the memories returned: His father¡­ His mother¡­ His sisters¡­ Their deaths burned in his mind, and with them, the smiling faces of their murderers. A shudder crept down his spine at the thought,but it wasn''t only sorrow that filled him.No,in his cross shaped eyes, a deep and growing hatred began to burn. Then before him, a screen appeared in midair.Black and yellow. It hovered silently, glowing in the fading light of dusk. Xerxes barely had time to read it.But the moment he did, his eyes widened in shock. [The Guiding God of the Averze race is watching you.He wishes you the strength to survive.He now enters a deep sleep.] "The Guiding God of the Averze race?" Shock spread across Xerxes'' face.He didn''t even know what to say. But he didn''t stop running. The black and yellow screen floated beside him, keeping pace.Every Averze knew who that was,their god, the one who had guided their people since ancient times. The elders, the most talented among their kind¡­ all had seen this divine message once in their lives. It was said to appear only to those who had the potential to change the fate of the race. It had led the Averze to glory, to the peak of their civilization,but as Xerxes read the message again, the words sank in deeper. Their Guiding God was going into a deep sleep? His heart clenched.He stumbled for a moment, frozen in place, overwhelmed by the realization,but then,he forced his legs to move again. He kept running. His eyes, however, were filled with fear. Even their god¡­ had been attacked.Even their god was falling into slumber. Everyone knew what that meant. When a god falls into sleep, they may never awaken again. It was as good as death. And that was what terrified him most,because if gods could die¡­ then what hope did mortals have? Yet even as he ran, something began to change.His body without him realizing began to heal. His wounds slowly closed. A small spark of warmth filled his legs, restoring just enough stamina to keep moving. He didn''t understand it.But he ran faster. Far above him, unseen, Oberon watched it all. He saw the look of shock in Xerxes'' eyes,but he said nothing. Instead, he let go.His divine form dissolved into nothingness, and his spirit drifted away¡­ Into a deep, endless sleep and as the darkness embraced him, he dreamed. He dreamed of the day he suddenly turned into a god. From Mortals to Gods A blinding light flooded his vision. Every time he tried to open his eyes, it overwhelmed him.Until, slowly, his vision began to adapt. Little by little, the brightness became tolerable, until he could see clearly. Confused, he looked around. This wasn''t his bed. It was far too bright to be his room. He sat up, glancing around and then his heart dropped. His eyes widened in shock and confusion. There, all around him, stretching across a vast white expanse, was a river of people. People lying on the ground, just like him. All of them wearing plain white robes. "What¡­ is happening?" he asked aloud, his voice trembling. Was this a dream? A hallucination? Or had he Died? That thought hit him like a thunderclap. The people. The robes. The space that didn''t look like anything humans could create¡­ He looked down at himself. He, too, was wearing a plain white robe. His hands began to tremble. His eyes widened further. Panic surged in his chest. "How did I die?" He whispered it once. Then again. And again. The words looped in his mind like a broken record. "How did I die? How did I die? How did I die?" He collapsed to the floor, clutching his head in his hands. Rocking back and forth. Stroking his hair. He Tried,but he failed to calm himself. "How did I die, how did I die, how did I die, how did I die, how did I die, how did I die, how did I die, how did I die¡ª" The words spilled from him in a whisper-chant,over and over and over again,as if by repeating them,he might find an answer. He began to spiral into madness, muttering aloud to himself, not caring about the few people standing around him. His breathing was ragged. His eyes wild. He began questioning his entire life. Had he lived well? Had he lived a life he wouldn''t regret? A life where he could die in peace, satisfied? The answer struck him like thunder. "NO!" He roared madly in his mind. His black eyes began to bleed,streaks of crimson running down his face, as if his very soul was rejecting the white light above. Rejecting death itself. He wanted to scream. To curse the sky. To deny the end. But before he could his mind went still. The madness vanished,the fear disappeared,his heart calmed. He looked up and saw it. A being. Suspended in the sky. Watching him. Or perhaps¡­ watching everyone. It wasn''t looking at him specifically,it was looking at all of them. All the people standing, sitting, kneeling, collapsing. It saw everyone. "What is that¡­? A god?" He stared at the being in quiet awe. A moment ago, he had been lost in rage. Now, he was still. Quiet. The being radiated peace,yet something deep in his body, some primal instinct, screamed caution. If he disrespected this presence, if he acted without reverence... There would be consequences. The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. He looked into its light and somehow, it looked back. And then something happened. A white screen appeared before him. He didn''t know how he knew¡­ but he knew instinctively. This was real. And then he heard a voice. Not just any voice. It was beyond beauty. Beyond description. Not even the most gifted singer or actress could match it. This voice was flawless. Perfect. Every word, every syllable, every tone.Divine. And it said "Choose your Godly Authority." Godly Authority? "What is that¡­?" he asked himself. But the moment the question formed in his mind,he knew. He didn''t know how. But he knew. It was important. Incredibly important. His body, soul, and spirit all responded at once,roaring for him to choose the strongest,The wisest.The right one. Like a beast driven by instinct, he turned to the screen before him,a list appear. [Choose your Godly Authority:] "Lower Water Godly Authority" "Lower Lust Godly Authority" "Higher Wind Godly Authority" "Highest Truth Godly Authority" "Middle Flame Godly Authority" "Lower Poison Godly Authority" Highest Million Poison Godly Authority "Middle Water Godly Authority" "Lower Rain Godly Authority" "High Weather Godly Authority" "Highest Lightning Godly Authority" "Highest Thunder Godly Authority" "High Beast Taming Godly Authority" ... There were countless Godly Authorities. He stared at the list, his eyes drawn to one in particular Highest Truth Godly Authority. The moment he focused on it,his spirit surged, roaring for him to choose it. But his body and soul screamed in rejection. He didn''t understand why. He didn''t even know what this body, soul, spirit are and yet, somehow, he understood. So, he kept scrolling. Further and further. He passed Highest, Higher, Middle, lower¡­ But none of them satisfied all three. Each time, one part of him rejected the choice. He scrolled deeper. And then,he noticed something strange. Some of the Godly Authorities were no longer glowing white. Some of them¡­ were black. He stared at them for a long moment. But then, without even knowing why,he moved on. He didn''t care. Something deep inside told him that path wasn''t for him,so, he kept searching and scrollined. Until he saw something weird. It wasn''t a Highest, High, Middle, or lower Godly Authority. No,what he saw was something far beyond that,two Absolute Godly Authorities Together. [ "Lower Snake Godly Authority" "Absolute Beginning Godly Authority" "Absolute End Godly Authority" "Middle Sword Cut Godly Authority" "High Deception Godly Authority" ¡­] "Absolute Beginning and Absolute End¡­?" He stared at them, eyes wide. "What does ''Absolute'' even mean¡­?" Even as he tried to comprehend it, his body, soul, and spirit roared in unison. Choose it. Choose it now. They screamed for him to act. So he reached out,But the moment he tried to decide, a new storm ignited inside his mind. Which one? Beginning or End? That was the choice. That was the burden. His thoughts turned chaotic,one side screamed Beginning,the other demanded End. His head throbbed. His body trembled. His eyes darted, wide and desperate. Around him, others made their choices. Some smiled brightly, their eyes shining with joy.Others broke down in tears,unable to claim the Authority they had hoped for. Some were too late. And that thought drove him further over the edge.What if someone else took the one he truly wanted?What if he hesitated too long? The two sides inside him clashed violently, neither willing to back down. He clutched his head, trying to calm the storm,but even the thought of calming down only amplified the madness. Every second, every heartbeat,every breath,someone out there might be choosing his Authority. He couldn''t take it.He was cracking. And in that moment,fueled by madness, desperation, and the fear of losing everything,his trembling hand shot forward,reaching for one of the Absolute Authorities. But as he reached to select one of the Authorities,he missed. His trembling hand didn''t click on just one,instead, he touched the edges of both,where the "Absolute Beginning" and "Absolute End" met,his fingers landed right between them. And that single moment changed everything.The white screen in front of him began to shift.It rippled,twisting like liquid, like slime. One side began to grow darker, inky black,the other side grew brighter, radiant yellow and then somehow, the two opposing forces began to balance. The Yellow light did not consume the dark,the dark did not swallow the light,they formed something new.A black and yellow screen,a perfectly split like Yin and Yang ,in harmony. [God System Godly Name: Oberon God Titles: The Hope of All Beings, The End of All Beings Divinity Stage: Newborn God Soul: 300 Spirit: 300 Body: 400 Vitality: 1000 Believers: 0 Faith Points: 100 Godly Authorities: Absolute Darkness, Absolute Light Skills: -Blessing of Absolute Darkness: Allows the god to bless believers with Darkness using Faith Points. The more Faith Points spent, the greater the blessing. -Blessing of Absolute Light: Allows the god to bless believers with Light using Faith Points. The more Faith Points spent, the greater the blessing.] The moment he saw the black and white screen,his chaotic mind instantly calmed. Like a silent lake. Still. Balanced. At peace. The war inside him had ended,no more screaming voices,no more clashing instincts,just harmony. So, with clear eyes and a quiet heart,he looked at the screen. "God System¡­? Newborn God¡­?The Hope of All Beings¡­ The End of All Beings¡­?Absolute Darkness¡­ Absolute Light¡­?" His voice trembled slightly as he read the words. "What¡­ is all this?" He asked himself the question,but he didn''t dare say it out loud. Something felt¡­ off. Weren''t his Godly Authorities supposed to be Beginning and End?How had they become Light and Darkness instead? He didn''t understand it. But more importantly,he had become a god? That realization hit him like a cold slap. A god. He was now¡­ a god? But what even is a god?Sitting around in heaven all day doing nothing?Telling your followers you''ll "descend one day," while they pray and cry in despair, wondering if you even exist? If that''s what being a god was¡­ Wouldn''t that just mean sitting in a divine villa, living a peaceful, lazy life without ever lifting a finger? Eating, sleeping, reading a few novels. Now that sounded like the perfect life. He already started daydreaming about it. In fact, he didn''t even mind not being human anymore. Who in their right mind would reject being a god?Only the foolish and delusional would turn down immortality and divine power! Yes. This was perfect.He''d live forever and do absolutely nothing.An infinite vacation. But then his beautiful delusion cracked. He looked around. And a question surfaced in his mind,one he couldn''t ignore "If I became a newborn god¡­ doesn''t that mean everyone around me did too?" He didn''t even try to deny it. He wasn''t delusional enough to think he was "special" or "chosen." He had lived a simple life,worked a normal 9 to 5 job.Slept and Read web novels in his limited free time.He wasn''t some "main character."Just¡­ a regular guy. And just like that his question was answered. Not by the sky,not by a voice,but by something¡­ else. A sudden understanding bloomed in his mind. Oberon, along with three billion other Earthlings, had become newborn gods. Why,someone may ask. That is because something had happened,something catastrophic in a world far bigger and more powerful than Earth. That world had lost its gods and so, it needed new ones. They created the newborn gods to guide that vast worlds race¡­ To shape the World¡­ And to protect from other Worlds. That was the reason These higher Gods gave them the chance to become newborn Gods.