《Choice of fate》 Chapter 1: choice of fate "Churches are so nice when there is no one giving out boring and snobbish sermons." I thought solemn quiet places where one can reflect away from society. As per my usual, I sat on a wooden bench gazing upon the stories decorating the gorgeous windows. A man was kneeling on the ground praying to god with wolves surrounding him. God satisfied by his faith sent him the helping hand of a dozen angels who fought off the wolves. To me it seemed kinda overkill to send angels against wolves, yet, I guess whenever God does anything it¡¯s overkill. I imagined being a god with unlimited power myself, shaping the universe with my own hands and creating life just for fun. Then something that I didn¡¯t expect happened. In front of me appeared 4 shining blue text-boxes, my first thought was ¡°oh boy, here we go, years of web novels have either turned me crazy or prepared me for this.¡± I immediately read the first one: ¡°Your world is being invaded by the Quarith horde. To give your world a chance of fighting back, the god of creation has bestowed upon humanity his blessing in the form of three fate choices.¡±The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Ok, classic plot setting, check, god helping humans through boxes and blessings, check, overpowered choices for me, the mc, let¡¯s see¡­ ¡°Fate of the Blood: Your ancestor was a saint who slew a dragon. choose this fate to receive [saint¡¯s blood].¡± ¡°Fate of the Desire: Your desire for divine power has been acknowledged above all other mundane desires. choose this fate to receive [sparkle of divinity].¡± ¡°Fate of the Human: Your species have been found to have unlimited potential, choose this fate to remove all limits to your growth. Warning: choosing this fate will give you no starting bonuses or abilities.¡± Definitely check for overpowered abilities. ¡°Now what should I choose?¡± I pondered. First of all, I thought about the stories my dad told me about us being descendant of Saint Giorgio. for years I thought he was pulling my leg, but I guess the sparkly box knows better. this definitely seems like a battle oriented choice. Then the second one seems like the most overpowered one, I have no idea what a spark of divinity is but it¡¯s definitely something powerful. And the last one¡­ Sure, no limits seem cool, but still, I would just be a human fighting against god knows what¡­. Choices, so many choices¡­. Intermission 1: The price of power Interlude:1 The school bell rang thrice signaling the end of lunch break, immediately after a human wave of grumbling kids chaotically moved through the corridors headed to their classes. One of such kids barely 15 instead of joining the random chatter around him kept looking around, anxiety and fear clearly evident on his face. As he neared the safe area of his chemistry class something crashed on his left side destroying his balance and sending him against the wall. Hitting the wall he fell powerless to the ground, his glasses in hand¡¯s reach, however when he extended his frail arm to reach them a foot beat him to it and cruelly crashed them. Looking up, although in a blur, he could recognize the owner of the foot; a bully 2 years older than him who for the past week had been pestering and abusing him at every given chance. ¡°Poor little Tim, were those your glasses? Oh well, guess I did you a favor, now you won¡¯t look as ridiculous as usual hahaha. How are you going to pay back my generosity?¡± asked the bully with unhidden cruelty in his smirk. Tim had no idea what he had done to attract the ire of this stereotypical school bully, he just knew that one day he started pushing him around and took a liking to it. He had tried telling the teachers and his parents, unfortunately, no one had been able to hold the little beast back, on the contrary, the attacks had just gotten worse and worse. ¡°I have nothing for you, billy! Leave me alone!¡± Yelled Timmy with all the air he had in his body before trying to get up and sprint at the same time towards the classroom, unfortunately for him, Billy had a very fast and strong grip and caught his backpack before he could flee. ¡°Now, that¡¯s no way to say thanks.¡± Said billy pulling on his backpack and throwing him again on the ground under the curious stares of other people. ¡°That¡¯s the place worms like you should stay, the ground. Now pay up, otherwise.¡± Holding back the tears in his eyes Timmy fished out what he had left of the lunch money his mother had given him and surrendered it to Billy. ¡°Always a pleasure to make business with you, hurhurhur.¡± He said taking the money and going away, leaving a shaking Timmy alone on the ground. ¡°One of these days¡­¡± Said Timmy getting up while hugging his ¡®incredible Bulk¡¯ backpack, his eyes and face burning up in shame and rage he finally managed to enter the classroom. Some of his classmates threw him a few glances of either pity or mockery yet no one offered him any words of comfort as he walked down to an empty desk and sat down. Shortly after the teacher entered the classroom and started illustrating the ionic bond opening up a lame 007 joke. (if you guys can¡¯t figure it out yourself the joke is ¡°my name is bond, ionic bond¡±) As the whole classroom groaned feeling awkward for their own teacher, Timmy stared in the void, while his eyes looked empty behind them he had his own whole world, and it was a world of fire. In his little world he was a god who could smite anyone, blood flowed in rivers and the whole world burned, all those who ignored or humiliated him were subjected to the cruelest of tortures and he reigned alone atop a throne of ashes. Something suddenly woke him up from his little daydream, four blue textboxes with something written on them.
¡°Your world is being invaded by the Quarith horde, to give your world a chance of fighting back the god of creation has bestowed upon all of you three choices of fate to help you in the war.¡±
He stared dumbstruck to the text, looking around he saw everyone else in his classroom with many different expressions going from surprised, to scared to skeptic. Confirming he was not crazy he read the other three boxes.
¡°fate of the Blood: Your ancestry is full of oppressed and cowards, it¡¯s time to break your chains! Choose this fate to gain the skill [Suppressed Rage]¡±
¡°fate of the Desire: Your desire for death and destruction has been acknowledged above all other earthly desires, choose this fate to receive the sparkle of divinity.¡±
¡°fate of the Human: Your species have been found to have unlimited potential, choose this fate to remove all limits to your growth. Warning: choosing this fate will give you no starting bonuses or abilities.¡±
He read the text twice trying to understand if he had read wrong or something. Finally convinced he had read right he clicked on the fate of desire box, his hand, and reasoning guided by 5 simple words: ¡°desire for death and destruction¡±.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. Another little box appeared asking if he was sure and after he confirmed his world changed in a moment. Everything just seemed more real, his poor sight immediately became focused and even more, he could see more than he had ever seen even with glasses, even from 10 meters he could distinguish the single grains of chalk on the blackboard. Looking around he could ¡°see¡± things that weren¡¯t even there, sparkling dust-like particles in the air, colored glows around other people. looking down on himself he saw something no one else had, inside his heart he could see a spark, as if someone had been rubbing two rocks against each other in the darkness the spark would appear and disappear in a moment making anyone who saw it ponder if they had actually seen it. Suddenly his introspection was cut short by another blue box.
¡°Congratulations, you have made a step towards the top, all forms of life bows down to deities. As deity you have unlocked the following skills: Divine sense: Allows holder to see past most illusions below rank 9. Able to spot divine energy and mana fluctuations in a 500 km radius from the user. Unlocks the skill observe (lvl max). All languages can be understood. Prevents mental attacks below rank 10. Universal authority: the elements of nature obey you. Divine body: user can¡¯t be killed by those who do not possess the [divine] trait. User body is immune to death by aging. Strength and vitality are enhanced greatly. Divine Flame: Able to melt anything below rank 10. Divine spark: The divine spark is the core of a deity¡¯s power, collect more of them to enhance and gain Divine skills.¡±
He felt full of power and invincible, his muscles twitched and pulsed growing bigger and bigger ripping his clothes and revealing a perfect golden tanned body emanating power. Immediately he thought about summoning the divine flame and as if hearing its master calling a ball of white fire appeared above his hand, he tried to touch it and to his surprise it didn¡¯t burn at all, it felt warm like a hug he willed it with his mind to move towards the desk and to his surprise the moment the flame touched the desk, the wood basically evaporated in a black plume of smoke. He got up from his seat and watching the people around him he simply thought: ¡°It¡¯s time for my payback.¡± Hours later of the Jim-Jeffrey high school remained only ashes and charred remains. Few survived the massacre taking with them the tale of a crazy boy able to control fire and among them, none would ever forget the gruesome spectacle of their friends turning to dust while running or the screams of terrors echoing among the corridors of their once safe school. Walking among the ashes Timmy dragged Billy in front of the school. While walking he would laugh manically, thinking of all the way he was going to take revenge upon his old tormentor. Spoiling his fun the Divine sense warned of something coming very fast in his direction, turning his head and focusing his eyes he could see something resembling a big leathered bird flying towards him, its light blue scales reminiscing him of a frozen lake. He quietly activated the observe skill and his mind was flooded by information.
[Name: Exalted O''Hara Traits: Airborne, Elemental, Dragon, Divine. Titles: Betrayer, One who killed its maker, Lord of the sky, Master of ice, One who feast upon Dragons, Xenocide, Ender of worlds, Traveler, Dread of the living, Universal Enemy, God Slayer, Divine spark holder. Story: Created by a crazy mage on the world of Azrael by fusing a timinobird and countless frost fairies. Currently wanted dead or alive across the multiverse for the assassination of various divinities. Extremely dangerous.]
Timmy frowned upon looking at the horrendous beast heading its way, his new clarity of mind made him realize his use of Divine flame had attracted the monster his way. He could choose to flee but turning his gaze down on the whimpering bully he felt full of himself, ¡°all who stand on my way shall perish.¡± Recalling his flame he turned Billy into dust and prepared for the epic fight against the beast. Snippets of his previous massacre replayed in his mind, some of his ex-schoolmates trying to retaliate, some wielding powers similar to his, light swords, ice beams and martial arts, however, nothing worked. Even when scorching flames burned off most of his muscles to charcoal and a particularly sharp kick cut his body in two, he would regenerate in a matter of seconds laughing off any attempt to resist. Feeling full of power he watched as the blue bird opened its beak and fired a blue geyser at him, without moving an inch he sent his flame towards the attack, the two clashed and disappeared together. Watching dumbstruck at his flame disappearing he tried to resummon it, however before it could appear the beast landed on him pressing him down with its sharp talons. Long cracks appeared on the concrete where the beast had squashed his body. *CRAAAA!* (¡°I can smell one stupid little deity who is about to die, can you smell it too?¡±) Said the bird with a mocking tone, its wings flapping happily as it could already feel another spark joining its collection. ¡°I just smell roasted chick- ARGH!¡± everything happened in a moment, the moment Timmy summoned his flame and prepared to attack O''Hara, its beak dived into Timmy¡¯s chest and ripped out his still beating heart. Without the heart containing the spark, the Divine flame ran out of power disappearing into the void, leaving its master to die alone. *CRAAAHAHAHAHA!* Chapter 2: Battle for the church (part 1) Chapter 2: Battle for the church part 1 ¡°I guess it¡¯s kind of a stupid question anyway, it¡¯s obvious that the divinity it¡¯s the best choice.¡± As I moved my hand forward to click on the Desire fate the world shook, it wasn¡¯t the kind of earthquake that just shakes the ground a little, it was as if something very big and very angry had thrown a punch at planet earth. Suddenly jolted by the shake my hand missed its aim and landed on the human fate, my face paled but thankfully the next system prompt was to ask me if I was sure. Thank you mysterious blue box, next time I have sex I¡¯ll scream your name. Looking around and making sure the earth was not gonna shake again I carefully went to select [no] however I think someone was in the mood for a nice prank because the world shook again and I selected the yes.
¡­ bold choice young man. You have selected the human fate even if you had for better choices available, for this you earned the following skill: Human Pride: You are human and proud to be, growth potential and speed doubled.
For refusing a chance at becoming a Deity you have gained the following title: Heathen: ¡°What is a man to a king? What is a King to a God? What is a God to an unbeliever?¡± all Divine skill have their effects greatly decreased against you. All your attacks against Deities are greatly enhanced.
I wanted to grimace and lament at my own bad luck, however, the second ¡°earthquake¡± had greatly damaged the church, right below the altar a giant fixture had appeared and even worse I could hear something oddly similar to a raspy voice coming closer and closer from it. Hiding behind a pillar I waited a few seconds and finally, I saw where the voice came from, pulling itself out of the fixture by his two powerful grey arms a little-deformed man came out of the fixture, his whole body naked exception made for a quiver full of throwing spears. After the one meter and half tall creature came out two more followed, one armed with a wooden club and another one with a chipped shortsword.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. I sneakily observed the three rowdy creatures yelling and pushing each other, from what I had observed the one with a club was apparently the leader, whenever he yelled something the other two would lower their heads in what I recognized as fear or reverence. Suddenly they split and started inspecting the church, even though I wanted to thank my luck for not sending any of them there was no need as chipped sword was actually coming towards me. I felt sweat beads on my forehead as it walked between the chruch benches. Knowing he was gonna find me I quickly thought of a plan, in front of the pillar there was a wooden statue maybe I could push it on him as he closed in on me. I waited for the best chance but suddenly he stopped and started sniffing the bench where I was sitting moments ago then his head snapped towards my direction, quickly hiding behind the pillar I avoided being seen, however, the little bastard had apparently caught my scent as I could hear his heavy footsteps nearing while me dragging his sword on the ground. ¡°think Adrian, what should I do?!¡± I heard him coming to a stop right in front of the statue, had he not knew I was there this would have been the perfect chance, however, he was ready for me, the moment I came out I could already see his sword coming for my neck. ¡°please god, you already screwed me enough for today, no?¡± The main door of the church opened with a loud clang and Don Giovanni, the local priest, came inside with an alarmed expression that quickly transformed in shock as he saw the grey men. This was my chance, they were probably focusing on the new comer so I immediately stepped out of my hiding place and with a step came around the pillar, as I thought the little bastard was looking at the Don. With my next step, I crashed into the statue with all my force tilting it forward and then gravity did everything else. The statue accelearated towards the grey monster and right when he was gonna get squshed he noticed it and releasing his sword, used both of his hands to stop the statue, I could see his forehead suddenly filled with veins as thick as snakes. Suddenly his sharp eyes turned to me with an amount of hate and bloodlust I had never seen, unfortunately for him, I would be the last thing his eyes would see. Taking the sword from the ground I stabbed forward in his abdomen, blue blood sprayed forth on myself but the bastard held on the statue, as I was about to stab a second time he actually swayed the statue to fall on me. I jumped back dodging it and when it came down with a loud noise he leaped at me both hands forward like a lion. Feeling the blood boil in my veins I slashed at him in the air leaving a deep mark going from his chin to his forehead and then he landed on me. As little as he was that thing was incredibly heavy and I so I found myself knocked to the ground because of his momentum. Pushing his heavy dead ass off me I got up and turned to the entrance where the priest had been impaled to the door by a throwing spear and the other little monster was intent on breaking his knees with the club. Suddenly I realized something, where was the other monster? My survival instincts kicked in and I immediately jumped to the ground, not even a moment later a spear went through the space I was occupying. Taking my head out like a turtle I located the bastard on the other side of the church atop the offerings table, he shook his spear with one hand screaming something in his raspy tongue, his friend understood and after a final smack on the priest¡¯s head he turned his head against me. Dammit, two versus one¡­ "Should i stay and teach them human manners or flee?"