《Class: God-slayer》 Prologue Starting the morning by getting hit by a truck isn''t the best espically when, you know you get hit by a truck. It''s like that saying that''s how the garlic crumbles but so far death is pretty boring it''s just a white room I imagen hell would have a lot more fire. " This is the start of the story for the greatest hero the world will ever know". " Who is that? Who''s talking". " After being summon the great hero was suspicious of his surroundings". " So your just going to narrate and ignore me that''s cool" after looking around he confirmed this had to be hell only the devil could be this big an asshole. " So when the torture for all eternity thing suppose to start" he was sitting down at this point mainly because he was tired of standing" what?". " This is hell right? Where''s the torture and hitler" and now he was laying down all this torture was starting to wear him down" you were summoned why do you think this is hell?". Something about this guy made me think this wasn''t hell but I couldn''t put my finger on it" wait this isn''t hell well then you clearly haven''t seen my browser history".The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. " Not gonna lie considering I choose you to be my champion this is troubling" this was getting interesting I was chosen to be a champion wow this guy clearly didn''t do a background check. " ya well no take backs you chose me and now you get me" clearly he had outsmarted this entity with the universal law of no take backs. " whatever listen you will be summoned to a different world one where you will hunt down the gods who have interfered with the world and restore balance, a god-slayer if you will". Yep that''s me killer of gods it''s a favorite past time of mine taught from generation to generation and just how the fuck am I supposed to do that" I can barley kill a fly let alone a god just how am I supposed to do that?". " You will be granted abilities that will make you stronger then you can imagine but you will need to train and break your limits to achieve power beyond your understanding now go but a word of advise change your name " " wait why shoul-" every thing went white and he couldn''t feel anything anymore. Chapter one I opened my eyes to see a bright blue sky and wonderous white clouds and beautiful birds. No wait those aren''t birds those are dragons and I''m getting up, I was in some sort of jungle or a forest wait what''s the difference between a jungle and a forest. I think one has tigers and the other doesn''t and speaking of tigers something big just made a loud noise and I am leaving. After hours of walking it seemed clear that I was going to die in this for- large flora covered area. All of a sudden I noticed a very alarming pain in my shoulder, as I look over I see that my shoulder is very much on fire. Now as any man in my position I stopped dropped and rolled until the fire was put out, I looked at my shoulder and noticed the fact that the words god-slayer were burned into my shoulder. This fire also alerted me to the fact that I am wearing poor people cloths, the clothes I was wearing were a shredded... I don''t know what this is like a farmers top well half of one considering that fact that now it was burned. Also I was wearing really shitty pants like Amish pants but to top it off the sun had gone down. I had been walking for who knows how long it might have been twenty minutes it could have been thirty but then it started raining. Something was off about the rain but I couldn''t put my finger on it then I closely examined the "rain" and noticed that this so called rain was actually spiders, that''s right it was raining spiders. I was hauling ass across this forest jungle and the spiders were getting bigger at this point they were the size of German shepherds. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw I temple that was really old and overgrown but even though my spidey senses were tingling I ran in the temple anyway.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. As soon as entered the temple I knew something was off was it the pile of skeletons in a corner who knows. But another thing that worried me was that all of the torches that were hung on the wall suddenly light themselves, then words appeared in my face "dungeon discovered" that''s when I noticed that I had a hud along with an HP bar, a stamina bar, and a mana bar. So I was checking out my stats and I was a bit perplexed at the fact that race had an unknown after it, I mean I''m human right? What else could I be, but riddle me this Batman where is the fucking kill everything spell because I don''t think I''ll be getting far with out that. Shall I give theses stats a closer look. Name??? Class: God-slayer Race: ??? ---------------------------------------------------- Strength: ??? Vitility: ??? intelligence: ??? Dex: ??? Luck: ??? Charisma: ??? ---------------------------------------------------- "Why isn''t there any numbers next to the skills am I that weak". Now that the room was well lit I could see what was in front of the pile of dead people it was a chest, now I''ve put hours into dark souls so believe me when I say that I know a mimic when I see a mimic alright. Looking around the pile I noticed some stuff was still useable like a long sword which I would be appropriating for the time being. I started taking armor pieces and in the end I looked like a goofy knight, if the gods are expecting some Cratos looking mother fucker to come after them they are going to be disappointed when Bill Nye the disappointment guy come after them. Chapter two Now that I have some form of protection I ventured farther into the dungeon. I went down a stair case into a long hall it was surprising how few enemies there were to fight as in there were none. This was an unsettling hall it was so quiet you could hear a beetle from a mile away. Reaching the end of the hall I entered a room the only room, there were tons of monsters scattered through out the room but these monsters were drained of life. There were skeletons,spiders,golems, and even a lich which I was quite glad was dead and in the middle of the room was a tomb the dead monsters were surrounding it. " Is that you Ishval? Have you come to finish what you started 5000 years ago"the tomb was glowing a bright white and the voice shook the room with its power "oh you talk that''s great, what''s the point of you being in the tomb if your not dead" probably not the best idea to anger the voice that most likely killed all the monsters in this room without a body but gosh darn it if I''m not an over achiever.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. " No your merely ashes of a once great warrior, seems the god-slayer has fallen far" but that doesn''t make sense I just got to this world how does he know who I am. "You seem at a loss Ishval has your idiotic banter finally melted your brain" " you seem to know me but I don''t know you I just got to this world" " hmm it appears you don''t remember but you have been here for a very long time you just don''t remember" Chapter three " Well riddle me this Batman, how can I not remember the fact that I''ve been here for 5000 years" this box was starting to piss me off I think I would remember the last 5000 years . " It is very likely that you sealed your memories shortly after you put me in here". " And now I know you, ok this story is getting far fetched how am I supposed to trust a voice in the box". " Think about it like this if I''m wrong and it was a different god-slayer then that would mean he was from this world and if the universe could make god-slayers from this world then why would it need you". This wasn''t looking good the tomb was making sense but why seal my own memories and after 5000 years why isn''t the job done. " what are you? Why do I know you and why am I still here". " A spirit of vengeance, you made a contract with me but you were always making contracts to add to your strength and you became a force to be reckoned with but due to reasons you never actually fought the gods".The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Well that''s great the power of gods at my finger tips and I sealed the knowledge on how to use them away, I am literally the biggest asshole I know."The contract still stands I suppose and I trusted you before don''t see why I can''t do it again". "Yes it does Ishval and all you have to do is place your hand on the tomb and we can finish what we started" I placed my hand on the cold slab of stone and light began to pulse beneath my hand while the runes on the tomb glowed bright and for a brief second I could feel the spirit''s emotion and it was filled with hate and anger but these emotions didn''t faze me almost as if they were my own. Then fire arose from beneath my hand covering my arm and soon after my entire body was covered in black flames but I felt nothing except for loathing and anguish...years of it. The black flames died down to reveal that the once humorous boy with the frivolous excuse for armor was replaced with an apparition of a man with war torn black armor that resembled a dragon like pattern and was covered in dried blood." Now this is proper protagonist armor it even has a cloak thank you..... right I don''t know your name, what do I call you" " Azrael will do". Together Azrael and Ishval left the dungeon ready to finish what they started. Chapter four After leaving the dungeon Ishval followed Azraels directions to the nearest city or to be more precise to where the nearest city should be and that lead them through a monster infested hell hole of a jungle. Which lead them to St.peter the holy city and apparently I''m not allowed in without a pass from the church the guards were very clear on that fact" you''re not allowed in without signed documents from the church". This is great just fabulous I mean what is the best kind of city...the kind you can''t get in apparently." Look just let me in I can go get the pass from this church" Azreal seems rather instant on stating that last time we were here you didn''t need a pass to get in." Sorry not allowed in without a pass this is just a safety measure to make sure no bandits enter the city" and I thought airport security was bad" then where do I get the pass from" this is actually going to give me an aneurism and I also bet that this city is filled with bandits." You have to get the pass from the church inside the city" oh my fucking God. Then as if the universe was answering my prayers there was an explosion a mile back and it caught their attention and they went racing toward the explosion. Since they were gone it would be a shame to waste this opportunity to get a pass and I strolled in and once I was in I was greeted to a beautiful city and even more assholes. As soon as I was in all I heard was have you joined the church or are you a member of the church I don''t know who they prayed to, he was first on my list, I mean what asshole has members like this praying to them and information is a key part in battle so I needed to find out the name. I stopped a nearby preacher and asked the name of his god" you must not be from around here if you haven''t heard of our God,if you go to the church you can find more about our God Ishval" oh you have to be fucking kidding me. " It should be no surprise many people thought of you as the people''s hero, a shield for the weak to hide behind and a sword to fight for them". "Yes I understand that, being someone''s hero is different then being someone''s God, if I''m God here and there''s an entire city of people praying to me shouldn''t I get the power from those prayers". As always he went silent, I made my way into the market area and the walls were packed with stalls with people selling things but I had no money. So, I kept walking until I was pulled from my thoughts by a loud commotion I look over to see a man covered in golden armor you could feel magic radiating from him. " I said give me the sword it''ll do better in my hands then some fake God" the man was arguing with an old tree woman " a Spriggan to be exact" are they nice or are they the skyrim kind ? "You''d be wise not to disrespect our god, he''s real alright I saw him when I was a mere sapling and I would let my offering be taken by a herald" the man scoffed at the old spriggans tale and yanked the sword away" well unlike your god my god Gilgamesh chose me to represent his power and I have no need to fear your god with Gilgamesh watching over me" I think this man is challenging me in my own city but can I take him ?The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. " Your stronger than you know, you doubt yourself because you don''t have the memories of experience, your body remembers let it take control and you will destroy him" so far Azreal is a true friend and an invaluable asset of course I''d never admit that. I walked up to the towering man" I believe she said it wasn''t for sale give it back or you won''t like the consequences" the man turned around and looked at me" you dare stand against a herald boy" oh great the I''m close to being a God type " I''ll give you one chance to give back the sword or I''ll take it from you" he grabbed the stolen sword and swung it at me and I let my body do the work. I grabbed the blade and palm struck his wrist making him let go of the sword, I examined the sword it was a beautiful work of art it resembles a Pakistan claymore with engravings. But i guess he wasn''t finish because he pulled out a broad axe and sliced horizontally but as soon as the axe made contact with my armor the axe shattered. "Yes I understand that, being someone''s hero is different then being someone''s God, if I''m God here and there''s an entire city of people praying to me shouldn''t I get the power from those prayers". As always he went silent, I made my way into the market area and the walls were packed with stalls with people selling things but I had no money. So I kept walking until I was pulled from my thoughts by a loud commotion I look over to see a man covered in golden armor you could feel magic radiating from him. " I said give me the sword it''ll do better in my hands then some fake God" the man was arguing with an old tree woman " a Spriggan" are they nice or are they the skyrim kind ? "You''d be wise not to disrespect our god, he''s real alright I saw him when I was a mere sapling and I would let my offering be taken by a herald" the man scoffed at the old spriggans tale and yanked the sword away" well unlike your god my god Gilgamesh chose me to represent his power and I have no need to fear your god with Gilgamesh watching over me" I think this man is challenging me in my city but can I take him ? " Your stronger than you know, you doubt yourself because you don''t have the memories of experience, your body remembers let it take control and you will destroy him" so far Azreal is a true friend and an invaluable asset of course I''d never admit that. I walked up to the towering man" I believe she said it wasn''t for sale give it back or you won''t like the consequences" the man turned around and looked at me" you dare stand against a herald boy" oh great the I''m close to being a God type " I''ll give you one chance to give back the sword or I''ll take it from you" he grabbed the stolen sword and swung it at me and I let my body do the work. I grabbed the blade and palm struck his wrist making him let go of the sword, I examined the sword it was a beautiful work of art it resembles a Pakistan claymore with engravings. But i guess he wasn''t finish because he pulled out a broad axe and sliced horizontally but as soon as the axe made contact with my armor the axe shattered.