《I became a god after misspelling dog!?!?!?!?!》 Chapter 1) Truck-kun falls from the sky This is the story of me and how I became a god. I was just minding my business in my room, watching some youtube and listening to some asmr. My sister was busy taking our dog Carson to the vet, and my parents were out at a barbecue with some family friends. While sitting here, I got a bit thirsty, so I went downstairs to get a cup of water, marveling at the new fridge that had a water dispenser. My dad had refused to buy a new fridge, that one was perfectly fine, that was until all of the food expired when it broke. So we had gotten a new one, and replaced the microwave, washing machines, and the stove while we were at it. After filling up my glass, I went upstairs, and switched to watching some more intellectual videos (videos where someone is explaining something very complicated, but it¡¯s asmr). As I was sipping my cup of water and ice, suddenly a very loud crashing sound came from the ceiling. I only had enough time to look up and see a something, before I was crushed into a gooey mush. You want to know what specifically crushed me? A truck, it¡¯s like the familiar isekai trope of truck-kun, only I was on the second story and it came from the sky. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Suddenly i¡¯m somewhere purple, black, and blue, the same color palette as space, but it¡¯s more swirling, like water colors in a painting. There is a single sticky-note floating in this space, it says ¡°Sorry for killing you, my bad! As an apology feel free to reincarnate as whatever, I don¡¯t really care. Also I can¡¯t be there to personally say sorry, so sorry again!¡± It also has a ¡°-¡± and then what I assume is a name, but it is incomprehensible, so I don¡¯t know what to make of it. ¡°Hmmmm¡­ how do I reincarnate?¡± I say to myself, which prompts a keyboard and screen to appear before me. The screen asks if I want to be reincarnated, and if yes then press y, if no then n. I press y Then it asks me If i want to be born in a new life, or just appear. I choose born. Then it asks me what I want to be, and I mean to type in dog, and because I¡¯m eager to get through this, I press enter before realizing what I have done. Then I get the following things on the screen: Being accepted Error, being¡¯s classification conflicts with previous choice, searching for resolution Alternate path available, hidden divinity. Hidden divinity selected Please choose a hidden divinity species(Hidden divinity requires a humanoid creature as the selection, type ¡°help¡± for options): Huh, this is strange I think So a god is my classification, and I need a species. This is easy. I type in wolf beastkin, because its almost a dog, and it needs to be humanoid. Also a dog beastkin would have to be particularly bred, likely having lived alongside humans as slaves, so that¡¯s a no-go. The screen says species accepted. Then it says ¡°Wait for reincarnation in 3¡­ 2¡­ 1¡­¡± Chapter 2) The birth of a god Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.
Chapter 3) Baby learns quick My parents have begun speaking to me more often, and I have learned a bit of their language. Their language is quite different from human languages, probably due to their differently shaped mouths. I also discovered that when they talk, I can understand from my outside perspective, but that won¡¯t help me learn much when my body just stares off into the distance. I have also discovered that I can manipulate the air, and create mini pocket vaccumes. I was originally going to use this to see if I need to breathe, but I decided to use my hand to see if I needed to. At first I thought I did, because I started to feel suffocated when I put my hand over my mouth, but then I discovered that it was just a reflex. Also I¡¯ve been thinking about whether my body detects lack of oxygen or excess carbon dioxide. Then I started wondering if I even breathe oxygen, or if I¡¯m more like a mushroom. It probably doesn¡¯t really matter. I¡¯m also unsure whether their is magic here or not, their are many strange things like holograms and the like, but whether its magic or advanced tech I can¡¯t tell. Suppose I¡¯ll figure it out later. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. I wonder if I can do things like mess with my mind to make me smarter. Hmmm¡­ The moment I did, I accidentally forgot everything I knew prior to living anew, essentially turning me into a mostly normal baby. This was only temporary for a few months, by the time I had started learning to speak just a little. Also, it seems that beastkin seem to learn faster than human babies! I¡¯m probably around 7-8 months old at the max, and I¡¯ve already started speaking in sentences. Would it be better to just wait out the first few years of my life? Should I start doing stuff when I¡¯m around an adult? Are these people religious? Would they worship me if I told them I¡¯m a god? Should I want that? Should I remain lowkey or become a superhero? Or perhaps I could become an explorer, exploring the cosmos like my dad, Gren¨¦, does with me and my mom. Hmmm¡­ Oh right, I forgot to talk about that. My fathers job is something to do with this ship that we are on. I¡¯m unsure of his exact role, because who explains the exact specifications of their job to their kid? It¡¯s clear he¡¯s important, or else why else could I be born on the ship? There aren¡¯t any other babies on the ship, and not many couples. Perhaps I should watch him using my outside sight for a few days to see what he does. That¡¯s exactly what I¡¯ll do! Chapter 4) Staring off into space I have been observing my dad for the past few days, and I have seen him directing people, and getting reports from people, so I think he is the captain. Also, I¡¯m not sure the purpose of the ship, is it for exploration? A cargo vessel? A ship for colonization? Some other purpose, like space-uber? I don¡¯t yet have enough vocab to voice my questions. Why is language hard? Maybe I shouldn¡¯t complain, If I was an adult this would be much harder. Actually am I an adult? I was before, if just barely, but now¡­ Does it matter? I¡¯m a god now! I can be whatever age, 5, 10, or 100000. But still, it would probably be good to know when I¡¯ll be considered an adult.
Pov- Myra: These past few months have been hard on me and Gren¨¦, we were first overjoyed at the birth of our son, but we have noticed some problems. At first I was astonished at how smart Aster is, he was learning words quite fast, and started to speak in full sentences at 6 months! He is certainly a genius. When Aster was just a couple of months old, there was a ship wide alert of a decrease in pressure in his room, he just sat there blankly as we carried him out of there. We had thought that there was a leak somewhere in the ship in his room, but nothing was found. Then there have been a few cases where he will just zone out and stare into nothingness, and nothing gets his attention, not even food. He just goes back after though? The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Me and Gren¨¦ have decided to take him to the doctor in the next few days, along with having a virtual consultation with a child psychologist. Hopefully everything is fine.
Today is a break in routine, instead of me being fed halfway through the day, my dad seems to have taken the day off, and both him and my mom are taking me somewhere. It appears to be some type of doctor¡¯s office, I¡¯ve observed this place before a couple times. The room has many different strange instruments, some are familiar like what you might find in a hospital on earth, and some are quite strange. It makes sense if the instruments are futuristic. Actually, if they are taking me to the doctors office, perhaps I should try erasing my memory again? What if they have the technology to read my mind? I¡¯d have my cover blown! I have to come up with something quick before they have the chance to read my mind!
After giving it some thought, I decided to go with the flow, and listen. An older beastkin came into the room, he has grey fur, with green eyes, an outfit that looks like a classic earth doctor¡¯s, only with extra sci-fi bullshit. I should just listen to the conversation, perhaps only occasionally using my extra perspective? If they discover me, I could always remove their air. What? Who said that? Why would I think that? What terrible thoughts! Something like that is not at all within my character! I am not some evil villain who destroys when discovered, I shall be a superhero who redirects asteroids and builds cities! Or a baby in a sci-fi machine that spins me like a skewer over a fire. Actually, am I still a baby? Would toddler be more accurate? Also, given all this sci-fi stuff, was I born in a pod? That would probably roughly feel the same as being born. Maybe I¡¯ll ask my parents later. Ohh wait, I¡¯m getting asked a question by the doctor. Although I wasn¡¯t paying attention, so I just stare at him. Gibberish its sounds like to me, but I think he wants me to open my mouth, so I do, and he sticks something in it. Then he sticks something in my ears. And finally, I get a lollipop. It actually tastes quite good. Thinking about this, from an outside perspective, this would be a doctor giving a god a lollipop. That¡¯s quite a funny image. Are we done? It seems so, my parents are taking me out of the room. Wait, this seems kind of dumb. I¡¯m just doing whatever they want me to, so why? I¡¯m seriously acting like a kid?!?! Is my body affecting my personality? Is my situation acting like a child making me become one? Are gods really just powerful children? Time to go wherever they are taking me next I guess. Chapter 5) Don鈥檛 lose your body I screwed up. Ever since the doctors office visit, I¡¯ve been messing around, testing the limits of my powers. I mostly want to make sure I can defend myself if anything happens. Sidenote, I found out my skin can withstand a vacuum, and possibly extreme cold. But anyway, I started moving my perspective away from my body. Until I completely lost it. I don¡¯t know how long I¡¯ve been looking, but I need to try something new fast. Maybe I¡¯ll try sensing my body? I don¡¯t know what to do!
It wasn¡¯t as hard as I thought. I just had to stretch my view outwards from myself, sensing something that feels like me. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. How do I know what feels like me? I don¡¯t know, I just do. I found my body asleep in some type of hospital, far away from the place I was in before. That might explain why I couldn¡¯t find myself. Also, either the place I was in before wasn¡¯t a spaceship, or we were in close orbit to this place. Or perhaps I¡¯ve been absent of my body for longer than I thought. How am I gonna explain this? Do I even have to? I could just wipe my memory! Does doing that actually damage me? Also, maybe I should try going back in my body first.
My mind is suddenly completely in my body once again. I can¡¯t move? Am I sleeping? No, this is too lucid to be a dream. A coma maybe? Did my body go brain dead and I¡¯m all that¡¯s left?!? Probably not, but maybe I functionally was brain dead? Hmm¡­ While I¡¯m here, might as well contemplate. Are there others like me? Other gods I mean. If so, are they nearby? Or in some parallel universe far away? If not, did I possibly take that beings power? If they are that powerful, they probably have failsaves. Is it fine that I am a god now? Will I be punished or killed? I mean, they did say I could be whatever¡­ but this might be pushing it. What to do, what to do. Boredom is all I feel. Nothing much else. Am I on drugs? Is that why I can¡¯t move? Can I move my eyes? I try open my eyes, I fail, but I can move them left and right. I spend a little while just doing this, until I feel movement and hear something. ¡°Aster¡± And I open my eyes. Chapter 6) A hospital room In front of me are my parents, my mom with her green eyes and my dad with his yellow. I should have spent more time learning the language, because I¡¯m getting very little of what they are saying, only that they are wondering if I¡¯m okay. I ask ¡°what happened?¡± because, while I know what caused this, the events following elude me. They spend the next few minutes telling me about what happened the best they can, with me occasionally asking questions. You wanna know? Well, I went comatose physically and they had brought me to the hospital, also I think we lived on a space station and not a ship. Perhaps a command center? I¡¯m getting very tired of being so helpless, I¡¯m a god! Why can¡¯t I just understand their every word while in my body. Actually why can¡¯t I? I can understand it when I¡¯m outside, so what am I getting there? Am I somehow able to just understand all languages, or do I just know what they intend? Perhaps I can try to find that out and then bring it into my body? I¡¯ll see. I try to feel for whatever their intentions are, and surprisingly, this fails. Hmmm¡­ Why does this feel like the process of getting used to a power in things I¡¯ve read before. Anyway, maybe I try to partially leave my body, while keeping control of it? I try to and it works wonderfully, apparently whatever effort it takes to control my body hardly takes away from my outside view. Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. This feels weird, it¡¯s like the feeling of my limbs. It¡¯s how I know where they are, only everywhere. Normally it¡¯s more like a mental picture, like looking at it from my eyes. How strange! Anyway, now I can understand them and move my body, but still, how do I communicate? I don¡¯t want to learn the language more! Sounds too hard, I¡¯ll probably figure out how to just understand automatically. Or I could just¡­ I grab the intent off the air and shove it in my head, it feels weird and messes with my memories a bit, giving me the feelings of my parents, so I grab some from other people. It¡¯s a completely harmless process, I think. What would they even use this for? If they were already able to communicate with their minds I wouldn¡¯t need to do this. That¡¯s a lot of stuff in my mind now, I need a nap.
I¡¯m awake once again, what was I doing? Oh yeah, gaining language by using something. Now my parents are gone, but the doctors are more understandable, and I actually understand some of the terms! Not a lot, but some! This is great! Skipping years of experience just getting to understand, also I need to test extreme heat on my body. Or maybe I should test healing? Have I ever been injured? I actually don¡¯t think so. Does that speak to me being invulnerable or the quality of my parents? Also would it be fair to leave them without their precious child? They would surely miss me! I¡¯m great! Okay, that¡¯s probably not the reason they would miss me, but still! If I convinced them to have another child, I could secretly do stuff in my free time. I feel all over the place, more so than usual. Maybe the drugs have been lessened or increased? What are my plans? Ahh yes, healing! I take my claws and lightly scratch my leg in a place that it wont be particularly noticeable, then look from the outside perspective. I notice something. An energy? kind of like the intention of talking, but more primal or fundamental. Healing Can I copy it? Or perhaps I can just send the intention of healing? Outside of me I send heal, and it works. This would be a pain if I have to send heal every time I want to heal. Or perhaps its more like breathing, where the only reason I breath is because I think I need to. Perhaps the only reason I bleed is because I believe I do. I don¡¯t know how to fix that though? Maybe just build up the idea of invincibility? I feel like I¡¯m just talking to myself, I need something to do, maybe test how far I can go without leaving my body? Yes, perfect! Chapter 7) Whoops, I destroyed a planet Pov Serne: Today is a school day, the first of the year, and it¡¯s so terrible! Ever since they changed the curriculum, sure, it¡¯s way more efficient in getting the understanding of the concepts in the students heads, but now I have less free time! I used to just understand everything really easily, getting assignments done and then sitting and using my holotablet water, but now? I learn all day! Okay I get it, the purpose is to encourage the students growth, allowing students to thrive, both those with less and more talent, but still! I just wish something interesting would happen! Emergency broadcast! Emergency broadcast! Planetary object Nullera has exploded through unknown causes! Possible war imminent¡­ What?
As I move my attention, I find a cool planet, it¡¯s kind of gaseous, and I think most would die there. I wonder if it feels like a squishy ball? What are those called again? I think, while unconsciously going through the familiar action of squeezing a stress ball. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Pop! Suddenly the planet is tiny in my grasp, it¡¯s completely gone from its prior space, and it¡¯s so tiny! Were there people on it? I hope not, that would be¡­ depressing. If there were before, there aren¡¯t now, so I guess I can do whatever with this now. Can I eat it? I¡¯ve read about planet eating gods in fiction, what would it be like to be one? I pop the stress ball into my mouth, the one of my outside view, or whatever serves as a mouth. It tastes very chemically and weird, I do not like it. This¡­ is not very useful, nothing happened other than the destruction of the planet! I am making both a big deal out of this, and a small deal of this. I am acting like a child because my idea hasn¡¯t made anything grand happen, and yet something did happen! I destroyed a fucking planet! Mwuhahaha I am so powerful Fear me!
After a short disappointment with my actions not doing something else, and then the high that comes from being so powerful, I was unsure what to do. I haven¡¯t let anyone know of my power, and I don¡¯t want to be seen as a child who got a bunch of power! Even if I age myself, I will still probably be seen as a childish god! Unless I can figure out how to skip time! I could do that maybe¡­ If I can make myself survive space and a lot of acceleration, I could probably use close to light speed to my advantage! But how do I tell time? Also, are the laws of physics the same here? I hope so, or else I¡¯ll be bored for a while. But first, maybe I learn how to speak outside of my body? Then I could question people, and figure out when I¡¯ll be an adult, what year it is, what year i¡¯ll be an adult, etc. I¡¯ll just abandon my parents! That, seems mean¡­ Do I want fun or sentimentality? Chapter 8) Making people The answer is both! I came up with an idea, I just have to test it. But that will be later, I kind of want to actually see my parents, and now I¡¯ll be able to know what they are saying. I am not a great actor though, but whatever they think will be way off if(when) I slip up. The next time a nurse, or maybe a doctor, shows up, I ask them ¡°where are my mom and dad?¡± They kindly tell me they don¡¯t know, but they¡¯ll inform someone I¡¯m up. While they leave, I observe their route. They take a left turn, go down the hall, then to the right, and talk to a receptionist? They tell them that patient something is up, and asks where ¡°the parents are?¡± They get an answer, my parents are currently out getting something for me. Oooh, a present maybe? What are presents like here? Or maybe it¡¯s something else, like¡­ I can¡¯t think of anything else. The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. If they get me a present, I have decided that I love them. Just kidding, just kidding, I have no idea if I do. I like them for sure, they have been taking care of me for a while. When I wiped my memory, I gained a bit of an attachment, but my mind was too small for a large one. I don¡¯t want to risk losing anything if I¡¯m afraid I might regret it later. I¡¯ve read and watched too many things where a character destroys their relationships and regrets it. That¡¯s where my plan comes in. I¡¯m going to make myself a second body! Out of what? you might ask. Well, out of nothing of course! Or maybe intent? I¡¯m going to try the same thing I did to heal my body. If I can¡¯t will a rock into existence, I¡¯m just going to make a rock live. This¡¯ll probably work, and if not then I¡¯ll make a puppet. Let¡¯s get to work!
Somewhere far away there exists a brown and white rock, which is a planet. It is barren apart from one area. In the area is a large group of people. The happenings in the area are¡­ peculiar. Each person is wriggling and writhing, almost as if they have no understanding of moving their bodies. The peoples appearance are all strange, they are various species of anthropomorphic animals, some wolf like , some fox like, some bear like, etc. Suddenly the narrator realizes that they only know how to take this narrative style so far, so they switch it back.
I¡¯ve made a bunch of bodies! All manners of beast folk! I don¡¯t think there are other species of beastkin, since all i¡¯ve heard of is just wolf beastkin. I was hoping for a bit more diversity, but it¡¯s okay. If I can change the bodies I made, I can change people too. But I wont¡­ probably. Anyway, I have decided on a secondary body, a fox beastkin body. I was debating whether to make myself male or female, and decided male. This is mostly because I¡¯m more comfortable like that. But maybe in the future¡­ What am I going to do with all the other bodies? Eat them! Not really. I am going to keep them as experiments, mostly because I want to become a hive mind. Before I forget, I¡¯ll make my other body sleep. Let¡¯s try this new body out! Chapter 9) When customizing your character, remember clothes Pov: Serne This last week has been hectic. Various sectors of the government have been preparing for war. It¡¯s pointless. If someone has discovered how to destroy an entire dwarf planet this close to home, they could destroy any nation. This destructive power is different than bombs, the thing is just gone! How did this happen? Surely more should have happened in between this event and other weapons! What a leap in technological achievement. Unless, it¡¯s something else. But what might have caused this?
I feel weird¡­ This body feels so strange. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. My limbs feels stiff and like jelly at the same time! The colors are different from before, much more vibrant. I¡¯ll try to make my body more agile and graceful. I use my outside view to ¡°project¡± agility and graceful. I just realized, all of these bodies are alive, but there is no oxygen? Are these bodies better than my other one? I mean, the route I accidentally chose was hidden god, so maybe that makes sense. But now¡­ time to cause some chaos. Mwuahahaha
First I¡¯m gonna find someone to mess with. I¡¯ll just put my body down in front of them. I spend the next little while searching, and eventually I find someone. His name seems to be Serne, he¡¯s this worlds equivalent to a high school or college student, although he¡¯s an adult. Maybe education tends to continue in the same school into adulthood? Anyway, he has a kind of¡­ interesting face, and he¡¯s really intelligent. Time to say hi. I plop my body down in front of him and say ¡°Hello¡±. BUT, my voice has never been used, so my voice is weak. I quickly fix that with projecting comfortable voice. He just stares at me, and then looks down. What is he looking at? I scream ¡°AHH shit shit shit¡±, and then move my body out of the residence, back to space.
That pervert! He sees my private parts, and then stares! Okay, maybe I¡¯m overreacting. I did just appear in front of him, as species he¡¯s never seen before, completely nude! I just completely forgot about clothes! My young self wears it everyday with the help of his parents, doctors, or nurses. I¡¯ve gotten out of the habit of putting it on myself! Okay, I¡¯m gonna make some clothes, just a t-shirt, underwear, and pants. I¡¯m also going to project indestructible into them, just to be safe. Wouldn¡¯t want my clothes burning up in the atmosphere now would we? Also, why didn¡¯t I make myself a dog beastkin? I¡¯ve been wondering this, but it¡¯s mostly because, I don¡¯t want to look bred. I¡¯ve seen a few people here that look more doglike, and I suspect they descend from nobility. I want to look like something completely different. I have orange red fur, with darker fur on my paws and ears. My belly is white with some of my jaw too. I look like a foxkin. Back to scare-greet Serne again, this time with clothes! Chapter 10) Magic dwarf planet destroying fox! Pov: Serne I just saw the craziest thing, which means I might be the craziest wolf around. I saw a fox, but it was similar in stature to a wolf. It just appeared, said hello in a raspy voice, swore, and then disappeared. I may have looked at¡­ its penis. But I couldn¡¯t help it, it¡¯s not everyday that a naked magic fox appears in your room! I need to ruminate a bit on whether to take myself to a doctor.
I have decided to observe Serne¡¯s room again a bit more before appearing; to invade his privacy as he has mine. >:D It¡¯s small, smaller than my younger self¡¯s room at his home for sure. It has posters, he has some type of see through tablet, and other stuff. There is a surprising amount of underwear packaging, the type with a guy on it. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. I wonder if he¡¯s¡­ doesn¡¯t matter, just might be another avenue for chaos! I could call myself the chaos god, but what if they already have a chaos god they fear? I don¡¯t want to be stuck with some fictional guy¡¯s reputation, I want to make my own way in the world! I¡¯ll just ask him, are you religious, do you believe in god, etc. I appear before him, which he doesn¡¯t notice as he has some type of headphones in. So I tap him on the shoulder. He stares shocked at me once again, so I gesture for him to take his headphones off. This gets him out of his state into a different one, and he finally asks a question. ¡°Wha¡­ who¡­ how¡­ what?¡± What twice? Well a wha and a what. Where is the when question though? How about where? I decide to ask him, ¡°are you religious¡±, to which he replies, ¡°No¡­ I don¡¯t believe in god, very few do.¡± I ask him ¡°are you into spirituality?¡± His next reply is vague, ¡°well, kind of, I hope we have a spirit, and reincarnate, or go somewhere when we die¡± Then he asks a full 2 questions, ¡°Who are you? Actually what are you?¡± I tell him ¡°I¡¯m a fox beast kin, I¡¯m a-¡± Then he asks ¡°Are you the one?¡± What? The one? The one what? I just look at him confused, waiting for elaboration, which he provides. ¡°Are you the one who destroyed the planet?¡± I look at him, then decide to tell him the truth, what could he do to me? Kill me? ¡°I think so, I did recently destroy one, so unless multiple people have, then yes! Did any people die on it?¡± He looks at me, puzzled, and starts rubbing his paws on his pants, almost getting them a little caught on them. He responds ¡°No, why would people be on a dwarf planet? How did you destroy that?¡± This conversation is going back and forth, with only one person interrupting the other once, this is going great! I respond ¡°I crushed the planet into a tiny marble, I only did it because I was thinking of stress balls though! I wont crush this one! Do you have somewhere I can sit?¡± He answers my question by gesturing to his bed, upon which I sit. He then says the next thing, ¡°You spoke about religion and spirits earlier, connecting that with destroying a planet, are you a god?¡± I nod my head. Chapter 11) I couldn鈥檛 think of a name for this chapter Pov: Serne I¡¯ve just met a god. He is¡­ odd. Nice, but odd, and also powerful. I don¡¯t know what to make of him. After looking at him more, i noticed his eyes. His pupils are thin lines, like something you might see in a horror movie. His fur makes him look like a demon, orange and red like fire, with charred paws. So strange. But it his appearance is that of a fox, I discovered this after looking at some on my holotablet. Although, his outfit is strange. It¡¯s almost modern, with the sleek design, but it¡¯s incomplete. He has no technology, whatsoever. Maybe he has no need? He can crush a planet. When I asked him if he was a god, he just nodded. Nothing happened, no divine music or beautiful display to show his power, only a nod. The question is, should I run? Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.
He just stares, he guessed, so why is he so surprised? He probably was just guessing, but my confirmation just stopped him. I try to snap my fingers, but fail due to the fur, so I use my outside view to make a snapping sound while I snap to get his attention. He stares intently into my eyes, then my paws, my clothes. He¡¯s sizing me up! I snap again. Snap snap snap. He asks, ¡°So, why are you here?¡± I ignore his question by asking, ¡°Do you want to fly?¡± He looks at me and says, ¡°Maybe, do I have a choice?¡± He did before he asked that, so his doubt in me takes away his choice. ¡°Nope¡± He answers, ¡°Okay¡± We wait in awkward silence, this time me sizing him up. Oh right, flight. Hmmm¡­ how do I make him fly without dying. I project flight onto him, then invulnerable, and finally comfortable. His body relaxes, and he gets a look of greater clarity in his eyes. I tell him, ¡°Now you can fly!¡± And then he starts flying, straight into the ceiling, but very very slowly. Maybe I should make him have fast flight instead of just flight? I do so, and now he goes at a reasonable pace. What to do now. Scare people, but first I need to get his opinion on how. ¡°Hey, Serne, how would I go about looking terrifying?¡± He questions, ¡°In what way?¡± I respond while stretching out my legs and getting up, ¡°like a terrifying monster in the dark.¡±
I¡¯ve spent the last few minutes becoming terrifying, I can lurk in the shadows, but my eyes glow orange in the dark. My teeth are so completely white, they almost shine. My clothes, some plain clothes that are similar to something Serne showed me on the internet. They have the internet! Or at least something very similar. I suppose it would be an internet? I gave Serne some wings, and then something that covers his face and entire identity. Time to go scare some people while Serne flies in the sky. And so, we leave to find someone to scare. Chapter 12) I鈥檓 not horror movie villain material As me and Serne start to lurk in the streets, he asks me a question, ¡°What is your name?¡± I look at him, this is embarrassing. We didn¡¯t introduce each other, I knew his name, but he didn¡¯t mine. Also, what should I tell him? If I tell him Aster, maybe people could track down the little me! I have to come up with something quick, ¡°Uhh¡­ you don¡¯t need to know that¡­ one like me has no need for a name!¡± He gives me a look. In the past few minutes, he has been getting to know me better. Serne and likely seen that I¡¯m not all that serious. He asks me, ¡°mind if I give you one?¡± Huh¡­ what? He wants to name me? Why? No, I¡¯ll come up with one! I tell him, ¡°don¡¯t, let me come up with one.¡± Hmm¡­ What type of name? What do I see? A city? Change it a little, you get cyti. Sounds like cite-e, and if you remove the e it sounds like sight! That¡¯s a terrible name. I need to come up with something better. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Asterion, Astery, Asterio, Asterios? Yes, Asterios. Close to Aster, but far enough to not lead back to myself. I tell Serne, ¡°Asterios, is that good enough?¡± He looks at me, smiles in a creepy way(with the disguise it¡¯s quite terrible looking), and says ¡°no¡±. I just reply, ¡°Whatever¡±. This situation makes me wonder if there is a holiday like halloween. Maybe I¡¯ll ask him later? As we near a few people, me and Serne get into position. We are in a somewhat narrow street, it isn¡¯t a residential area, so less people will be here. It is easy to hide in the darkness, this world has far less lights in the streets compared to earth. As the one closest to me nears, I open my eyes, and start to make growling noises. They look at me, they don¡¯t scream, but say, ¡°you know you shouldn¡¯t do that. It¡¯s a crime and considered harassment.¡± I continue growling, and they take out something similar to pepper spray, and then spray me. I yell ¡°AHH¡± when they do. I decide to switch to my outside view to see what they do. I continue to rub my eyes and make it worse, they shine a light on me and say, ¡°that¡¯s quite a good costume¡± they add, ¡°your fur is orange, so you look like a fox, or like a demon.¡± One of the others comes up and says, ¡°his eyes glow in the dark, sooo scary¡± while he rolls his eyes. This situation is going terrible, so I project, clear on my eyes. I blink and look at them, and pull my face into a snarl. My actions so far have been¡­ cringy, might as well commit! I decide to scare them by making hands come out of my body, along with some from the floor. These are not beastkin hands, they are human, so they are thin, strange and hairless to them. They squeal and scream, and I say, ¡°I am your worst nightmare.¡± They start to cry. This is just mean! Why am I doing this. This seemed like a fun activity when I thought of it, but¡­ This is just kind of screwed up. I¡¯m just scaring them, so I take away the hands and say, ¡°sorry¡± while looking them all in their eyes. They continue to yell, and then run when they are free. I look at Serne who has just been silently watching, and say, ¡°I dont like this.¡± This is not the kind of person I want to be, why did I do this. At least I didn¡¯t go too far, other than scaring the shit out of some random people. Chapter 13) The many me鈥檚 After spending some time flying through the sky while Serne did the same, I didn¡¯t feel better. I took Serne to his home, and then removed everything but invulnerability from him. I¡¯ve decided to leave. This amount of power I have, its too much for one person who doesn¡¯t know how to wield it. It¡¯s best if I¡¯m not a danger. But what about little me? Despite the fact that it¡¯s only been a few hours, my parents still wait for me to wake up from my lengthy nap. Should I leave them? Perhaps I can leave some of me there, an amount that won¡¯t be a danger. I try to split off a small piece of me, which fails. But, I do manage to kind of partition a piece of my memory away from that me, so the Aster piece of me gets to continue without me needing to interfere. You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. Having this done, I fly back to the planet where I put all of my various bodies. I¡¯ve decided to try my hive mind project to get my mind off of my actions. Why am I even so worked up, It¡¯s not like I killed, I only terrified some people! Whatever. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª I enter every one of my bodies, not all at once, but over the course of a while. I start with one until I get used to it, then a second one, then a third, then a fourth, and so on and so forth. I don¡¯t notice much strain, after I gain control of another. It only takes time to adjust, of which shortens each possession. I decide to make more and more of them, eventually I have a small armies worth. It isn¡¯t as if I¡¯m actively control each one of them, they work more habitually, out of routine. But a skill that one learns, we all learn. I am a hive mind. This sense of many confuses me a little I guess, but it¡¯s fine. I realize that most of them can¡¯t do much, they are all invincible, but they could be more. So I set some of the me¡¯s to start creating technology, and then I realize that this world is barren. Hmmm¡­ I start creating some basic tools, all of the me¡¯s don¡¯t know what to do, and then we learn. I¡¯ve decided to refer to the collective hive mind as a seperate entity, as the rest aren¡¯t more subconsciously controlled. They start to learn with instruction, gaining more habitual instinctual knowledge of tools, I build them up more and more. Finally, they have learned to live in harmony and progress without my direct instruction. I¡¯ve also noticed that they get smarter, some have started to look more awake. After feeling that part of me, they are gaining realness. It seems that my mind is literally expanding. Perhaps soon I¡¯ll have an army of me¡¯s! If I create a society of me, perhaps I can gain a larger mind and then take to the stars in a new way. I¡¯ll try splitting their minds into more bodies maybe? I don¡¯t know, this has gone well. How long has passed? This hasn¡¯t seemed that long, but it might have been a while. It¡¯ll be fine i¡¯m sure! What could have possibly happened in this timeframe? Chapter 14) S.I.O. Stolen novel; please report. Chapter 15) The city on a desolate world Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.
Chapter 16) Suddenly a person I¡¯ve decided to go in my Asterios body, but the non scaryish one. As me and the collective enter, I see one of the guests, a grey wolf apparently named Stacy. He tries to talk to the collective as they walk past, but I just have them give Stacy a weird look. I have an idea for how to approach this. I start walking near Stacy, at a slower pace than the collective. As I walk a little he calls out to me, ¡°Wait!¡± I turn around and look at him, ¡°nice costume, where did you get it? Are you into sci-fi? Are you cosplayers¡± He says, ¡°Hello, I am from the organization, S.I.O. my name is Herbert Leugon, what is this place?¡± Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. I respond after thinking for a moment, ¡°S.I.O.? What¡¯s that? Are you outsiders? That simply won¡¯t do.¡± They ignore my response and ask again, ¡°what is this city?¡± I reply, ¡°It is the city of the collective, you are guests here, and I am Asterios!¡±
In a space station orbiting the planet, there is a group of important people, specifically the most important people of S.I.O. They monitor Herberts attempts to communicate with the people of this strange city. They tried to send away their officers after coming across life, but the city has strange properties, seemingly not letting them to leave. Eventually they find one person willing to talk with their officer, a fox, who seems to roughly be a teenager or young adult. After a vague connotation of them being unwelcome, the person says their name, Asterios. The same name of the one who found the key to immortality. The one who gave prisoner and test subject, Serne, invulnerability. And so they watch more intently, hoping that this person could give away their secrets.
I watch them as they get another order, and with my outside view, I hear their superiors tell them to respond, and remain amiable. I say, ¡°Why don¡¯t I give you a tour of the city? It¡¯s quite grand and beautiful, so It¡¯d be a shame not to see the sights while you are here!¡± They all agree except one, all following the orders of their superiors. But I let that one stay and test things, I¡¯ll leave a few people in the park to give a more lively feel to the place. First, I lead Herbert and Janessa(I think that¡¯s her name) down into a narrow street which leads to a lone coffee shop. I tell them, ¡°This place has the best coffee anywhere in the city. You drink coffee right?¡± They both reply ¡°yes.¡± Good, everything is going according to plan! Mwuhahahaha. Just kidding, I barely have a plan! Into the coffee shop we go! Chapter 17) Kidnapped, but I let them As we enter the coffee shop, we all get a whiff of the smell of the somewhat coffee smelling air. It doesn¡¯t smell like someone was brewing it, but more like the coffee just appeared. Of course, this is exactly what happened, the coffee just appears! There are other customers in here, all me of course. The one who mans the counter is a bunny man with something resembling a handlebar mustache. He¡¯s the only person in the entire city with a mustache as it¡¯s very hard to do so, but I thought this would be kind of funny. I say, ¡°I¡¯ll have a coffee please!¡±, and he replies ¡°Sure, what will they have?¡± Herbert asks, ¡°what do you have?¡± The bunny responds ¡°coffee¡±, and the tone he says it in implies that the list will go on, but it doesn¡¯t. Both of my guests ask for coffee. They just copy my order! So unoriginal! We get our coffees, and then sit down at a small table. They can¡¯t drink it though, their helmets get in the way, so I say, ¡°why don¡¯t you take off your helmets?¡± Herbert responds, ¡°we need our helmet.¡± I respond, ¡°No you don¡¯t, and it¡¯s rude to not drink your coffee after you just got it for free.¡± They continue to say no to this request, so I use my outside view to project 5 seconds from tearing onto both suits. Their suits start to tear, and so they are forced to take it off after I think their superiors tell them once again to do so. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. I finally get a better look at both of them. A more face to face look. They don¡¯t look super special, no tattoos or cool scars, just grey fur with green or brown eyes. This is boring¡­
I¡¯ve decided to mess with them even more, I¡¯m gonna trap them in this city. It¡¯s kind of mean, but all in good fun! After taking the to the coffee shop, I left them while saying, ¡°I need to go.¡± I didn¡¯t give them any explanation other than that. They got coffee though. I then, to creep them out, made every collective member near them walk in perfect unison. All at different speeds, but it gives my city a more eerie feel. I started to have some citizens talk to them, ask them questions like, ¡°where are you from?¡±, and ¡°what are your secrets?¡± All very standard normal person stuff. After that, I feel like I want to see Gren¨¦, Myra, and Aster again, just check in on my fragment and his parents. Finding myself is a lot easier than before, there is a thin link connecting me. I find that I¡¯m a good bit older, by a few years. I was actually expecting that I took longer than that, the little me is probably around 6 or 7. I¡¯ve grown into quite the genius, using advanced vocabulary and the little me has a tutor. But the little me is more focused on creative things, like writing, drawing, or other stuff. He¡¯s so similar to me, actually he is me, so why am I surprised? Maybe I thought that since he had none of my past memories nor the memories of power, he should be different than me? Maybe it¡¯s my influence? He has a piece of me, so I guess he should be me. Whatever, I need to check in on Serne, see what he¡¯s been up to.
I start searching for Serne where I last saw him, and he¡¯s not there. Serne¡¯s old house is mostly empty except for several cameras? and other things. If someone¡¯s watching, how would they react if I just placed myself there? No reason not to, so I do. The moment I do, several lights flash red. This is better than when I first came here, at least I¡¯m not nude! Suddenly a net falls from the ceiling, covering my body and completely restricting my movements. This is perhaps not very good, although I do want to see what happens, so I won¡¯t struggle. Suddenly several armed guards along with people in some type of hazmat suits come in and then carry me away.
I¡¯ve been placed into something like a body bag, so I have plenty of time to think while they start to load me into a vehicle. I wonder what exactly caused this? How did this go from Serne¡¯s home to something else? Did Serne try to get the government to go after me? Has he told them my secrets? I feel like I¡¯m missing something, but I don¡¯t know what. I don¡¯t think they went after Serne, why would they? He¡¯s just a normal guy, I think. Or was he a decoy, did they kill him after I first met him before I had the longer discussion? If it¡¯s my fault, I should help him. Even if it¡¯s not, if he¡¯s in trouble I might help him anyway, benevolence and all that. This vehicle is taking an awfully long time to transport me. Nevermind, we seem to have arrived. Now let¡¯s see who has the nerve to kidnap me!
As they open the bag, a bright light hits my eyes, causing me to make a weird noise in pain. I find myself in a room 50 armed guards along with many many seemingly automated weapons. Is it that scary when someone appears in a room randomly? It¡¯s not like they know me! Wait, I feel dumb. They might actually, this is my Asterios body, and they probably had a feed of my appearance. Chapter 18) What Serne has been up to In a room, there are a group of scientists. They have been tasked with discovering the secrets held within test subject #5095. As they prepare for the 17th attempt at dissecting test subject #5095, suddenly the room flashes a bright red, signifying an emergency. When the head scientist reads the report on the incident that incited this emergency, he shows a devilish smile.
As I look out at the room, along with the armed personnel, I see several important looking people in suits. As I stare, the people on either side of me grab me and strap me into some type of contraption. One of the people in the suits starts to say, ¡°I am the director of S.I.O., If you tell us what we want to know, we won¡¯t hurt you or your friend.¡± Friend? Are they talking about Serne? They will hurt him? Is he nearby? I should probably see if he is, but what if they can detect that? This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. I try testing it out by putting just a tiny bit of me in my outside view, and nothing happens. Of course they can¡¯t detect me, how could they? So I use my outside view to find Serne, and what I find is shocking. He¡¯s also strapped to something and unconscious, but the terrible part is that some people are trying to dissect him! Why? What possible reason? I should probably help him, so I project in the collective city to him, and he¡¯s gone. I see a slight change in the director of S.I.O.¡¯s expression, but not much else. I smile at him and say, ¡°bye¡± And then I teleport away.
After I get Serne into my city, I project calm and awake. He should be calm enough to answer what happened, so I ask him. ¡°What happened since I¡¯ve been gone.¡± He answers with a mildly annoyed look in his eyes, ¡°You¡¯ve been gone for a while. I was hunted and then experimented on to sum it up. You¡¯ve just been absent, so I have some things you need to hear.¡± What things, also, this is all my fault probably, so I tell him. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for what I¡¯ve done, I¡¯m unsure of why exactly you were hunted and then experimented on, but I¡¯m sure it¡¯s my fault.¡± He sighs and asks, ¡°Why don¡¯t you help people?¡± Hmmm? I suppose that is a good question, I¡¯ve been given this power, but haven¡¯t done much but mess around. I should probably do something good, but what? So I answer him, ¡°I don¡¯t know really, I¡¯ve not done much with this power.¡± Then while looking at him ask, ¡°What should I do? How can I help?¡± He answers, ¡°I don¡¯t really know, I¡¯ve thought about what I¡¯d say to you for a long time, but nothing much seems feasible. Everything I can think of has a downside that likely outweighs the upsides. I would say, find someone wise who can help you.¡± Find someone wise? That¡¯s actually a good idea, due to my lack of wisdom, they could give me some clarity on how I should act. But how to find this wise person? Time to brainstorm how to find them. Chapter 19) A portal to somewhere
This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Chapter 20) A wizard Long ago, nearly 14752 years to the day, there was a prophecy. The prophecy of the backwards god. It spoke of a god that was backwards to godly ideals, to an extent that the evil gods could not even reach. False prophecies were common in that time, so besides being noted in a vast book of forgotten prophecies, no one remembers. On a sunny afternoon day, in the city of Maveria, there is a wise old sage. They have seen many things, the downfalls of kingdoms, the birth of new legends, and much, much more. On this day, they meet the backwards god.
As I look into the room beyond the doorway, I see a gray room with brown objects, and the occasional beige. Maybe trying to describe the colors in a room is not a good idea when you can¡¯t see. Nobody seems to have opened the door, as I¡¯m sure I would have heard footsteps. Unless they are hiding behind the door. As I open the door more, I quickly peer behind and find no one. How did they get this door open? Is it knock activated? Is it magic? Very interesting idea, as this does seem to be a medieval style fantasy world so far. As I continue into the room, I see the room light up, illuminating a series of arrows pointing towards a room. This feels like a quest or tutorial in a game. If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Am I somehow suddenly in a game? Is the wisest person in a game? They are probably not the wisest, just a very wise person, the wisest might be a god who wants to kill me. Up the stairs I guess. There are a few paintings on the walls, and these stairs have no railing. What a safety hazard! Although, if this person is magic like I suspect, they can probably fly. It wouldn¡¯t be much of a problem for them. As I near a door at the top of the stairs, It opens up into a room with a person in a hooded cloak. As I get closer to them, they take off their hood, revealing an overlapping mass of faces going from one to another in quick succession. Every face smiles and they say, ¡°Isn¡¯t it a bit disturbing to find yourself face to face with your self?¡± What?
I stare at them and they continue with their confusing talk, ¡°I have a spell that mirrors the observer¡¯s appearance.¡± Huh? I ask, ¡°are you sure? I don¡¯t see anything but a bunch of faces, too many actually.¡± They frown, and suddenly they turn into a normal person, specifically an elf. At least they don¡¯t turn into a monstrosity. They start to walk towards me to examine me, and then after getting a good look, walk towards a tea set and poor one glass. ¡°Sit¡± they say as they gesture at a chair that slides out of the darkness. I sit as they ask, ¡°who are you to have so many faces?¡± How do they know? Did their spell work and I saw all of my faces on my different bodies? I just answer, ¡°someone who needs wisdom.¡± They respond, ¡°I will give all that I can offer in wisdom¡± as they smile once again. How do I ask for what I want? What even do I want? To be a good person? To be able to make good decisions? Maybe I should just state my problem, but in a somewhat vague way. They might view a god not needing wisdom. ¡°I have too much power, but I don¡¯t know what to do with it. How do I remain responsible?¡± They look into my eyes with theirs, and state, ¡°that is not enough for me to give specific advice, but I might be able to help. Give me a moment.¡± They sip their tea, leaving a silence in the room, but it isn¡¯t too terrible. I wonder why they didn¡¯t offer me tea? Maybe because few animals can process caffeine the way humans do? But do elves have the same resistance? Perhaps the tea is magic and dangerous for most? Suddenly, they speak while I¡¯m distracted with my questions about tea, ¡°I think, your problem may be that you came into power too fast. People who get power fast, never have the chance to learn valuable lessons like humility, loss, the inevitability of death, etc.¡± Hmm¡­ maybe, but how does this help? Should I find how to learn these lessons? I could attempt to erase my memory, but I feel like I will just unlearn anything, I need to be the most present I can. Besides, the little me can serve to test that learning method. Maybe the wise person has more to say? I ask, ¡°do you have anymore advice?¡± They answer, ¡°given your want to remain responsible, I get the sense you have less holding you back. You might have had strict rules holding you back, but they don¡¯t quite apply now maybe? You need something to hold you back. Rules perhaps you set, or someone else.¡± Rules? Beyond what I¡¯ve already set, I can¡¯t think of much. Much to think about. I need some time to ruminate, but I should see if they have anything else, ¡°do you have any more advice?¡± They answer ¡°no, you may leave. Although I am curious about someone like you, your time would likely be better spent elsewhere.¡± How much do they know? I stand up from my chair, stretching despite the short conversation, and walk out. The walk out is similar to the walk up, but much darker. I stay closer to the wall this time, despite my inability to be hurt. Upon reaching the bottom floor, I leave out the front door onto the street. Chapter 21) Serne gets isekaied
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I¡¯ve found him, and this is really reeeaaally funny. Chapter 22) Another chapter without a good name I am here now, in a throne room along with many others. They can¡¯t detect my teleportation! Now that I think about it, how do I teleport myself? I don¡¯t know where I am going, only what I want to be near. A question for later. Serne is standing there, waiting to get his magic aptitudes tested or something. I should ask him if he wants OP MC stats. I whisper in his ear, ¡°It¡¯s me Asterios. Look to your right if you want great power in magic, look left if no. I can change it later.¡± He just continues looking forward. Is he ignoring me? Whatever, he gets what he asks for. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. I make just his legs have intense magic aptitude, now he has talented legs. Maybe I should have just done the left half of him? When they test Serne, they all seem shocked. Why? Can they feel the power of his legs through his hands? The one testing them, an elf priest in white robes, says, ¡°His magic resistance is higher than the stone can test. His theoretical durability as well.¡± He then looks up towards the queen priestess(a seemingly human woman in white robes as well), ¡°he might not be a hero, but he could be a great asset.¡± I suppose this might be due to the fact that I projected safe and invulnerable onto him. Maybe they¡¯ll make him a spy? I wonder what they would do if they discovered his magic legs? Or what if they discovered who and what I am? Should I start a cult with Serne as my priest or something? It could just be for fun, not an actual religion. I feel like I¡¯ve already thought of this. Oh, they have started bringing him into another room, along with 3 others. How do I keep an eye on him and start a cult at the same time? I could imbue an object with myself, putting a little bit of me in it. I might have to shave off some of my collective members, but it would be worth it. Perhaps this piece of bark could be a magic mirror that shows me inside. As I hold the piece of bark, I add a ton of different projections into it. This piece of bark might be the most powerful thing in this whole world. And I¡¯m gonna give it to Serne for fun. Ooh wait, one last thing. I carve ¡°Gift from the god Asterios to Serne¡± onto it. I kind of want someone to find this, it¡¯d be fun if Serne had to hide this, but also had to use it. Hmm? What¡¯s that? You want to know what other interesting things I put onto this piece of bark? No can do, partially because I forgot them, partially because¡­ Reasons! I haven¡¯t been paying attention to what just happened, only this piece of bark. Someone talked to Serne, and now he¡¯s in a room. I project detectable to Serne onto my body, and appear in front of him. He appears shocked Wait, could he not hear me earlier? Oh well. Now time to give this baggage-Ahem, gift to Serne. Chapter 23) Biting magic bark Pov: Serne As the being speaks, they spout some nonsense about us all being hero¡¯s. The person, apparently a high priestess has summoned us and given us the ability to speak their language. Her spell or something searched countless worlds for the highest potential stuff. This is some weird stuff, being summoned to another world to save it? Whoever heard of something so absurd?! I doubt I¡¯m a hero, I¡¯m probably here because of some dumb shit Asterios did. What is he even the god of? Dumb things? That¡¯s not a very good joke, but it¡¯s kind of accurate. What was that portal? Did he specifically set this up? Because if so, then I¡¯ll teach him, god or not. I¡¯m just so angry. One event after another, I¡¯ve barely had time to think over the past couple years. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Where was he when I was rotting in a prison? How about when they attempted to cut me open for months on end? I don¡¯t know how I didn¡¯t go utterly insane! Maybe that¡¯s another thing he did to me! I just thought of another joke at his expense. Asterios? more like Ass-terios. At least this time he tried to go get some advice from someone who could help him. Maybe I should be more thankful for him helping me get out? No, he got me in there, it¡¯s the least he could do to get me out. Now, time to get my aptitudes tested.
Pov: Serne My aptitudes are high, but only in two areas. Magic resistance and durability. They are actually amazing, probably due to whatever Asterios did to me. The test left a strange taste of metal in my mouth. After the test, I met with the commander of the entire military in this place, along with 3 others. Two are hero¡¯s, one is a healer, and I¡¯m supposed to do something else. I¡¯m not sure what, their descriptions are vague and contradictory. My job almost sounds like a spy, or a decoy. I would go somewhere and be there to alert someone if something suspicious happens, as illusion and mind magic will not work on me. I also would function as the last one standing in an important meeting if I truly am as durable as they think. After the meeting, I went to have some dinner in a cafeteria. It was bland and strange, but filling. Then I went to my room, and now I¡¯m here. With Asterios in front of me giving me a piece of magic bark.
I say ¡°Hi Serne¡± to him, and then sit down on his bed next to him. He just stares at me more. This is quite reminiscent of when I first met him, only without me being nude. I hand him the bark and say, ¡°this is an apology for screwing up your life, I know it probably doesn¡¯t make up for it, but it shouldn¡¯t hurt.¡± He looks at me funny when I say it shouldn¡¯t hurt, but then he reads what I have carved in the bark. ¡°Gift from the god Asterios to Serne¡­ what is this?¡± I reply to his question, ¡°a magic piece bark, I gave it many special properties! Trying eating a piece of it.¡± He looks at me, and perhaps I should find a more creative way to describe when his attention shifts to me. Then, without further question, he bites down. And, nothing happens! I didn¡¯t make anything happen when he bites it. Oh, that might actually hurt, it¡¯s indestructible. Well he¡¯s also, so it¡¯s like an immovable object meeting an unstoppable force. Anyway, he continues to try to nibble on the bark, I should probably stop him and show him some real features. Chapter 24) Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. but Serne?
Pov: Serne
Chapter 25) I fell asleep I found a group of three people, a male human, a female elf, and a male? female? something else. The third one is a gnome? A dwarf? Maybe just a short guy. They have a high pitched voice but a beard. There are adventurers in this world, awesome! I¡¯m gonna put a small stone structure nearby, it¡¯ll say ¡°To form the portal to another plane, say:¡± and then some gibberish that has no meaning. I don¡¯t have time to go searching for some ancient language and then writing a fake summoning ritual. Keyboard spamming is better. They will have to try very hard to sound it out, which would probably make them more likely to go in after. And this isn¡¯t pointless for them, they for crossing will get enchanted armor or a wish or something else. I haven¡¯t had my Asterios body sleep in a while. I don¡¯t need it, but it might be nice. I¡¯ll just take a nap outside my portal. Just for 30 minutes.
4 hours later After finding the portal Elowyn (the elf), Hercle (the human), and Durn (the dwarf) all walk out confused. They expected some type of treasure inside a portal to another plane, similar to stories of heroes, but they came up empty-handed. Except Durn, he got a ton of strange metals from the building which he stored in his storage ring. ¡°What was that pla¡ª¡± asks Elowyn, her long, golden hair flying directly in her mouth mid-sentence preventing further elaboration. ¡°I don¡¯t know¡± answers Hercle while laughing at Elowyn as she tries to get her hair out of her face. Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. By a twist of fate or something else, a bug flies directly into his mouth, causing him to cough as well. The only one not coughing is Durn as he plays with an oddly moldable metal in his hand. Eventually they find some strange prints in the dirt. ¡°Could it be a wolf?¡± asks Hercle. Elowyn is someone who is well verses in tracking and hunting. While pointing at different parts of the print, she says ¡°maybe some type of fox or monster. But if you look it seems to be bipedal. A beastman possibly.¡± Durn responds, ¡°A beastman? Here? But the kingdom of Dina is far away from the demi-humanoid continent¡± Suddenly Hercle starts to follow the footprints, Dina and Durn follow despite having some reservations. Eventually they happen across a sleeping boy? man? A sleeping beastman, usually it¡¯s hard to tell their age due to their fur and many types. Hercle is the first to approach, while Dina and Durn just stare confused at this situation.
Poke poke poke Wha? I open my eyes, only to find myself being poked by someone. Who? I blink more rapidly out of habit to clear my eyes. Suddenly they start talking in a language I kind of recognize. It¡¯s the same one used by the queen priestess. How do I talk to them? I can use my outside view, but I have no idea what they would hear. Oh, I can just use the same method I used to learn the wolf beastkin language. I take the intentions or something out of thousands of conversations, and then shove it into my head. Ughh. Too much, but I guess I¡¯m an expert in their colloquial tongue. A little bit of the words commonly used rubbed off. The effects seem to have ridden off westward. Anyway, I sit up and swat at the guy still poking me, ¡°stop doing that.¡± I look around and notice two others. They all look familiar¡­ oh! They are the people who I was watching earlier. But how¡¯d they get here, it should take a good amount of time to get to me. At least two hours. And they were about an hour from the portal. Wonder if they missed it. ¡°Hello¡± says the human guy. ¡°Hi¡± I say back. We stare. ¡°Sooo¡­ what are you doing sleeping on the ground? Was it that interesting?¡± asks the human guy while looking for something. ¡°What?¡± I ask. The words and tone imply a joke, but he¡¯s actually looking around the ground? Is he looking for whatever interesting thing caused me to sleep on the ground. ¡°What¡¯s a beastman doing out here? The demi-human continent is far west.¡± Demi-human? Are beastkin demihumans? Also, is there a difference between beastmen and beastkin? If there is, this¡¯ll get confusing fast ¡°Are elves and dwarfs considered demi-humans?¡± I ask instead of think. The elf shakes her head and says, ¡°no, Elves are Elves, Dwarves are Dwarves. Demi-human references less populous species.¡± And then she asks ¡°Who are you?¡± I answer ¡°Asterios¡±. She blinks and gestures for me to go on, ¡°and?¡± I stand up and say, ¡°busy.¡± Then I start walking away, but the human guy (I gotta learn their names) says ¡°that¡¯s not how the joke works.¡± ¡°How what works?¡± I say while stopping and then looking at him. He answers with ¡°you answer something like that when the question is what are you, not who are you¡± But the joke works for both questions in his language? I look at him and then asks(while knowing the answer), ¡°are you adventurers? If so, can I join your party? Oh, what are your names?¡± The human guy starts to talk ¡°Well-¡±, but the short guy interrupts. ¡°I¡¯m Durn, the elf¡¯s Elowyn, and this guy¡± he points at the human guy, ¡°is Hercle¡±. Durn, Elowyn and Hercules? Wait, Hercle. Durn the dwarf, Elowyn the elf, and Hercle the human¡­ What an interesting party. Oh, I need to change my name to something starting with a w if I join. Durn starts speaking again, ¡°We are adventurers, but we are not throwing a party.¡± Huh? Oh, party isn¡¯t the term they use, maybe just group? ¡°I mean, can I join your group? I want to join the 3 of you.¡± Hercle is the one to speak this time, ¡°sure¡± he says while turning away. Good! He continues, ¡°but only if you defeat me in a duel.¡± Chapter 26) No duel :( This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.
It was easy. Chapter 27) Dreams Somewhere on a space station is Aster. He is 8 now. His life has been a blur since he was but a baby. His life dull to him. But his dreams. They were horrifying, and yet¡­ He was many in them. He found comfort in those who were him. He would explore the vast city in his dreams, hopping from person to person. Yet there was always one he couldn¡¯t reach. One he knew of, vague knowledge of their existence fed his drive in his dreams. But there were others in his dreams. A few people, stranded in his dreamed city. One of them resembled his cousin, but he knew how dreams pulled on what you knew. He would watch them in silence, unable to will his voice to work. They wanted to escape, to leave. Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. He learned this, and while he was torn between helping them and not, he knew the better action was to be nice. If not, it would be like not helping his family. It was a dream, but Aster strived to be good in his dreams, strived to learn and work in them. In his dreams he wasn¡¯t a powerless kid, but someone in command of a city. So in his dreams he walked to escort them out of the city.
As the member of the collective walked with the group, Stacy Janessa and Herbert each thought of different things. Stacy was thinking on what he might do if he actually gets out of this god forsaken city. He planned to quit and stay with his family, perhaps with his aunt and uncle? Janessa was thinking about the interesting properties of the city. She particularly thought about the metals and how they were incredibly pliable, despite being made of materials stronger than the strongest of steel. Herbert was thinking of that strange type of coffee that tasted disgusting when he had it with Janessa. He hoped for good food soon. Eventually they arrived at the exit. But there is a problem, they have no suits. At this point, their guide watches them as they walk near the edge of the city. They are nervous, they have had contact with the outside world since the beginning, despite their comms losing their batteries. They know how this is supposed to go. A group brings in vehicles which they will enter, at which point they will ride out of this place. They are ready as several vehicles pass the boundary, they quickly board. Soon, they are safely riding towards their research base. At first they were all startled from a sound of metal straining and popping as they left, but they were all told it was due to the vehicle needing to withstand a quick increase and decrease in outside pressure. The ride is long and boring, they spend their time just staring back at the city or towards their research base.
Aster stares as the 3 people ride off into the distance, figuring what to do next. He¡¯s never been able to leave this city in his dreams, he¡¯s tried many times, but something overidden him every time. He started walking towards the park, when his awareness of the dream-world waned, and he started to wake up.
¡°But mom!¡± whines Aster. ¡°You know you need to learn how to tie a tie. Where is that big brain of yours going to get you if you can¡¯t do simple things?¡± replies Myra while untying his failed attempt. Aster just grumbles more, and watches his how to tie a tie video on the tablet. After finishing tying his tie, Aster asks his mother, ¡°why do I need to dress like this anyway? It¡¯s stuffy. I don¡¯t need to wear this to just see family!¡± Myra just begins to fix his outfit, ignoring his argument. A pull here, a tug there, a pat somewhere else, and finally she deems him fit for presentation. ¡°There!¡± she exclaims, ¡°don¡¯t you look much better. You look so cute.¡± Aster just walks away towards his room, picking up his tablet to play games while he waits. The game he chose is some type of game where you glide, your goal is maneuver past obstacles as you attempt to figure out some type of mystery. It takes place in an endless expanse of a city on a large scale futuristic space-station. He spends the next few minutes just playing on the tablet, watching as the landscape becomes more and more alive. Eventually his mom brings him from his room, begrudgingly allowing him to bring his tablet with him. It¡¯s time for him to show his project to his cousin. Chapter 28) Where did you see that? Pov: Stacy I had been trapped in that place for months. And yet, only a few days passed. That city has gone under much speculation since its appearance a few days ago. At first, everything was normal, until we split up. When alone, time bent and extended or shortened. We were only able to figure out it happened when we were alone. We were terrified in the moments when we weren¡¯t alone though. The things, the collective as he called them, watched. Some seemed more, attentive, some less so. Until that last one. That one that let them out, we couldn¡¯t discern their intentions. We weren¡¯t brave enough to ask, so we just walked. We even disobeyed orders. Luckily, there was transport available to home immediately. Now, I¡¯m finally at my aunt and uncles home. My eyes almost tear up the moment I see familiar faces. I hug them almost immediately, and then spot my cousin behind them. He¡¯s dressed in a tie, how cute I think to myself. ¡°Do you want to see what I made on my tablet? I used that one 3d drawing app.¡± ¡°Sure¡± I say. And it¡¯s¡­ it¡¯s the city. The city I was trapped in for months, and now he has modeled it. Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. ¡°Where did you see that?¡± He answers ¡°I was inspired by my dreams, I made it¡­ blah blah blah¡­¡± I stopped paying attention as I thought of something. Asterios, Aster, Asterios and Aster, Aster-ios. Now Aster knows the city. Fuck, he¡¯s in danger. I don¡¯t know how, but he¡¯s tied in this somehow. Why? He¡¯s just a kid. I gotta contact S.I.O. immediately.
We are in a city, its kind of cool, the guards let me in with the group. This place has lax security, I mean I could be some evil person looking to infiltrate. I mean, I am looking to infiltrate, but I¡¯m not evil. This place smells weird actually. I just realized something, I don¡¯t think I¡¯ve ever had this body bathe. I just occasionally bring it into space, that usually cleans off everything probably. I feel gross now. Uggh. I ask the party, ¡°is there somewhere in town I can bathe?¡± Elowyn responds, ¡°yes, but it¡¯s quite expensive.¡± Oh? I ask her, ¡°how much does it cost¡±, to which she answers, ¡°4 copper coins.¡± Huh, I wonder how money works here, so I ask. ¡°How does money work here?¡± She gives me a confused and somewhat baffled expression for a second, then collects herself. ¡°Well its divided into 4 denominations, the first being¡­¡± She rambles on for what feels like an hour. The currency here isn¡¯t magical, or at least not at the level we¡¯ll probably deal with. All of the copper coins are pretty much the same, so I duplicate myself a hoard of 50,000 and set them inside my city. I put some in my pocket as well. I ask her, ¡°is this correct?¡± while pulling out 4 coins. She says ¡°yes¡± and then asks while pointing at my pocket, ¡°where did you get them? Also, where are your clothes from?¡± I ignore both questions and decide to find a bath. ¡°Where are you going?¡± Durn asks. ¡°To find a bath¡± I answer. Hercle grabs my hand and says, ¡°wrong way, there¡¯s one at the guild.¡± ¡°What¡¯s a guild?¡± I ask while being dragged towards the guild. I probably can guess what a guild is, but you can never be sure when in a fantasy world. They all look towards me, and then continue dragging me. They don¡¯t even answer, it¡¯s probably such a stupid question that they won¡¯t even entertain it. When we finally enter, it¡¯s somewhat filled, the main area seems to be a waiting area. There¡¯s several people with weird boards floating in front of them. We walk towards one of them. ¡°He wants a bath¡± says Elowyn while pointing at me. ¡°A room with a bath, or just a bath?¡± asks the person in front of us. ¡°You want a room with a bath¡± says Durn. Why a room? ¡°That¡¯ll be 4 silver¡± says the man. Why silver? They said 4 copper before? Are they in league with the guild to steal my money? My duplicated money that I didn¡¯t work for! I ask, ¡°how many copper is that?¡± He responds ¡°54¡± I pull 50 more copper out of my pocket, and then I realize that my pockets can¡¯t possibly hold that much. While there are 54 copper on the floor, I ask ¡°is this enough?¡± He answers ¡°yes, but¡­¡± Hercle whispers in my ear while leaning down, ¡°there¡¯s usually a 10% tip.¡± I pull 6 copper out of my pocket and hand it to the man. 60 copper in total, guess I have a little less than 50,000 copper now. The man hands me a key, and I finally really look at him. He might be an Elf, he¡¯s tall, although it seems that humans are taller than me, I might just be short. His ears are covered by his hair, so no telling whether he has any ears at all. I look at the key, and realize I am illiterate, except in my outside view, but reading this myself might cause problems. ¡°How do I find the room?¡± I ask while looking Durn. ¡°Give it¡± he commands. I do and then he hands it back. He gestures for me to follow, and I do. We get to a room and he gestures for me to try it. I unlock the room, and then walk in. It¡¯s small and has a bath inside of the room. Huh. I thought it would be a bathroom or something attached, but it¡¯s a room with a bed, bath, table, and chair. The bath doesn¡¯t seem to filled, but then I look and the water is literally crystal clear. I did not expect this. I turn to look at the group and ask, ¡°do I need to do anything else before I bathe?¡± They say ¡°no¡± and then leave. I close the door and then get ready to take a bath. Chapter 29) Just a simple bath This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. Chapter 30) Evil Gods I walk out into the hall, and don¡¯t know where to go. How could I find them? A dog could smell them, and perhaps a wild fox, but my sense of smell is probably only a little better than a human¡¯s. I fix my nose to make it smell better. The problem though is that I don¡¯t know what most smells are. A few wood, but just different flavors of it. This sense is a world of its own. It¡¯s almost like how auras are described in books, I can sense where things are! But like a baby, I still can¡¯t see with my sense of smell. Meh, I¡¯ll just use my outside view. I quickly find them at a table, and then walk down the halls until I¡¯m there. As I approach the table, I hear ¡°and speak of the devil.¡± Ohh? Were they talking about me? I ask ¡°Whatcha talking about?¡±, and as I attempt to sit in a seat I fall to the floor. ¡°Stupid chair¡­¡± I grumble to myself as I stand up and situate myself. Elowyn responds to my question ¡°we were discussing you and we want to ask you a few questions.¡± I nod and then stare at them. There is a bit of tension now, even though my fall eased it a bit. ¡°So¡­¡± says Hercle, ¡°you seem different, less refined.¡± Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original. Less refined? What does that mean? Oh, I forgot to reproject graceful. I reproject graceful onto my body and respond, ¡°I don¡¯t know what you¡¯re talking about.¡± My body regains an elegance and grace. ¡°Uh-huh¡± says Hercle as he watches me. ¡°Why do you want us to join your religion¡± asks Durn. Hmm¡­ what reason should I have. I could say my god is kind, but that would be a problem if I don¡¯t fix anything. I could also say nothing, or that my god¡¯s purpose is unknowable. Or I could say that it is part of my god¡¯s purpose to have me go on this, just not mention another drive. ¡°For fun¡± I say, let¡¯s see where a little honesty gets me this time. ¡°What?¡± asks Elowyn. ¡°For funsies¡± I reiterate. ¡°But why?¡± asks Elowyn, ¡°most gods have more honorable or unknowable intentions, but I¡¯ve never heard of one who does something ¡®just for fun¡¯¡± I came up with a retort for something like this earlier, ¡°well, the gods are higher than us, they are capable of experiencing more, but able to understand people. My guess is that things like this allows them to connect with us mortals.¡± Elowyn just thinks on this, while Durn asks, ¡°is your god evil? One of the evil gods I mean?¡± I¡¯ve not heard of this worlds religions that much, might be interesting. ¡°As you can tell¡± I gesture to myself, ¡°I¡¯m not from around here. Can you explain the evil gods to me?¡±
This world has a good deal of lore, but I won¡¯t bore you with it all. To sum it up, there are evil gods who invade every 1000 years. They come from other planes and wreak havoc, causing chaos and unrest. They bring others from their plane to hide in society. No one knows their intentions, some debate if they have any at all. Wow, I sound a little bit like an evil god. I kinda want to cause chaos, came from another plane. The 1000 years is coming up close in a few months. I¡¯ve infiltrated society with me and Serne. I¡¯m trying to start a cult. I sound totally evil! I did destroy a tiny planet and trapped some people in a city, which kind of is. Kinda should let them out. Am I one of these propheciesed evil gods!?! I will not be evil and cause destruction on this world. Perhaps I will join their war with my collective. ¡°My god¡¯s true goal, is to gather soldiers for the oncoming war, blessing people with power to fight off the invaders. Or at least something similar.¡± ¡°Oh good.¡± Says Hercle. We sit here, thinking about more to talk about. These three know each other, but I don¡¯t know them, so I guess I don¡¯t exactly fit their dynamic yet. We need something to do, perhaps swim? No, I just took a bath, that would get me dirty. ¡°Do you guys have any ideas of what to do?¡± ¡°We could bring the metal to a smith¡± suggests Durn. ¡°What¡¯s with you and metal¡± says Hercle, ¡°you don¡¯t need to fit the stereotypes!¡± Durn turns towards Hercle, ¡°it¡¯s metal! A strange metal from another world! It has strange properties!¡± Metal? Did they get metal from my city? ¡°Metal from where?¡± I ask, although I¡¯m sure I know where. ¡°We got it from a city in some type of ruin¡± replies Elowyn. ¡°And it was in another world?¡± I ask. I want to go back to the portal with them, maybe join them on their adventure. I could also orchestrate a mystery, be the big bad on an adventure. ¡°Yes¡± responds Elowyn while turning towards Durn, ¡°we can go to the blacksmith later, also what could they do with it?¡± Durn says while in a tone of false annoyance, ¡°you offend me Elowyn, you assume that I don¡¯t know what I¡¯m doing.¡± ¡°Could you show me to the portal?¡± I ask. ¡°Sure¡± replies Hercle while pushing his chair out and getting up. ¡°Are you sure Hercle?¡± asks Elowyn while also getting up. ¡°It might be a trap or dangerous, and Asterios¡± she gestures at me ¡°doesn¡¯t seem that experienced.¡± ¡°Hey!¡± I reply to her in mild indignation. ¡°How even old are you?¡± asks Durn, ¡°You seem young and inclined to indulge in your whims.¡± Well, my body is young. I have no idea how years work here, so I just say ¡°I¡¯m an adult I assure you.¡± ¡°Anyway we¡¯re going!¡± I say in declaration. We walk out, despite them being still unsure. Chapter 31) My plans are ruined! This time, they¡¯ll be able to have a real adventure. Oooh, I could do a betrayal, or make my city have a little more mindfuckery. Maybe have them meet the people I trapped in my city to help them escape. Ohh, but then they¡¯d recognize me. Guess I need to appear as an evil guy trapping them in another world, of which they have to escape. It took a bit of time to get this close, so it¡¯s dark out now. Honestly, I probably should¡¯ve waited until tommorow. Ohh well, too late now. As I walk, I feel the ground beneath my paws. Do I need shoes? Probably not, it¡¯s not like I¡¯m gonna get punctured by a plant. ¡°Why don¡¯t you wear footwear?¡± asks Elowyn as we walk. Is she a mind reader? How would she read mine though? Probably a coincidence. ¡°Because I prefer to feel the ground beneath me¡± I reply while running a bit further ahead. ¡°Is this it?¡± I ask, still under the guise of knowing nothing much about it. ¡°Yes¡± replies Elowyn while inspecting the portal. ¡°Does it look the same?¡± asks Durn while inspecting the portal as well. ¡°Yes¡± replies Elowyn while Hercle throws a rock in. Meanwhile, I begin to touch the portal, and then purposefully fall in. With my projected grace, I probably look like an angel or something. I fall into the city while looking at my own city. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. I try to look suprised and shocked, but it¡¯s hard. Maybe my fur will make it hard to tell for them, they aren¡¯t beastkin so shouldn¡¯t know my facial expressions. Serne probably has some trouble due to my Asterios body being a foxkin. I wait for a minute, when they quickly stumble in after me. ¡°Are you okay?¡± asks Elowyn. ¡°Yes¡± I reply. Hercle comes up to me and asks while poking me, ¡°you are you? right?¡± What kind of question is that? There is no reason to wonder about that. ¡°Yes¡± I reply. I think for a moment while they check themselves and me making sure we¡¯re all okay. Should I pretend to be evil now or later? Now so that I have time to orchestrate things. Time to close the portal, only for a bit though. ¡°Hey guys?¡± i ask, which prompts them to look at me. ¡°Yes?¡± responds Durn and Elowyn together. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I lied to you.¡± I say while smiling. ¡°I knew he was evil!¡± says Durn while looking at me. I point behind them while trying my best to look evil. They look and their faces get panicky as they see no portal. I try to smile wider, but can¡¯t. ¡°Why?¡± asks Elowyn. ¡°He¡¯s snarling¡± says Hercle. ¡°He¡¯s an evil bastard¡± says Durn. ¡°You are trapped here.¡± I say, then ask them, ¡°do you know what I lied about though?¡± Hercle starts prepare himself for a fight, while Elowyn asks ¡°what did you?¡± I smile, or I guess to them snarl, ¡°I lied about my relationship with a god.¡± Elowyn frowns further than she had before, ¡°you are godless? Are you a mage? Or an otherworldly necromancer.¡± I smile wider than humanely, or mortally possible without repercussions. I point to myself and say ¡°I am the god Asterios.¡± I then gesture to the city, ¡°this is the city of the collective. I want to play a game with you all here.¡± ¡°What type of game?¡± asks Durn while occasionally glancing at the ring on his finger. ¡°Do you have a wife?¡± I ask Durn. He looks a little confused, but there is a hint of determination in his eyes ¡°I have someone I fancy, yes.¡± Elowyn interrupts my little searching with ¡°you are an actual god? One of the evil invaders?!¡± Should I paint myself as more playful or evil at this point? I¡¯ve already got the evil stuff set up, I guess kidnapping people to play a game is quite evil. But there will be a reward at the end, so it all balances out. ¡°I¡¯m less evil, and more playful.¡± I respond ¡°I like to mess around.¡± I need to get back on track with the game/rescue. ¡°I have trapped three other people here¡± I say, ¡°Your goal is to return them home, once you do the portal for you will open once again.¡± ¡°And where are these people?¡± asks Hercle while holding his fists clenched tight. He looks really mad. I should check on them, but before that I¡¯m gonna make sure that this body can partially be damaged, just so they can win the fight at the end. Not enough to kill me though. I smile at them while searching for the ¡°prisoners¡±, then I frown. They aren¡¯t anywhere? Nowhere in the city. The couldn¡¯t have possibly¡­ Is this the losing Serne thing all over again? But I had my collective watch over the portal! That¡¯s it. I make a random tree in my city have a view on all of my previous prisoners. They are all busy. One is in some type of research base, one seems to be talking to a doctor, and one is in some space station. It seems familiar. Then I notice it¡¯s my house. The little me¡¯s house. Aster is using a tablet playing a game. And then Myra brings him to the door where the ¡°prisoner¡± is. The little me excitedly shows him something they made. IT¡¯S MY CITY?!?! How did I-he find it? In his dreams?! The prisoner just stares off into the distance until Myra tells Aster to not bother his cousin. His cousin? Wait, is this guy little me¡¯s cousin? I kind of recognize him, I think there were some pictures of him in Aster¡¯s room. It was around 6 years ago, so of course I didn¡¯t recognize him. I trapped someone who was related to me in my city. Damn. He might figure out the connection. I bet he already has. I gotta figure out something to resolve this quick! But what about the adventurers? I shift my attention back to them. ¡°Sorry about this, but I have to cancel the game.¡± I say while opening up the portal. ¡°What?¡± asks Elowyn. I reply, ¡°the people I trapped escaped and there¡¯s¡­ a bit of a problem.¡± ¡°You act as if this is only a game, as if you aren¡¯t messing with others lives!¡± I reply ¡°isn¡¯t that what all gods do?¡± Suddenly Durn says, ¡°NOW!¡± What? Now what? I start to say ¡°wha-?¡± before i¡¯m cut off by a bang on the back of my head, and I¡¯m knocked out. Chapter 32) A stupid chapter title again?! The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Chapter 33) No more death I move my view to Aster again, this time I find him in some type of room talking with the director of S.I.O. Honestly, what even is S.I.O.? Their purpose seems to only be to mess with me. The director, a guy named John, is asking Aster about his dreams. Apparently Aster has had access to my city through his dreams. He is connected to me, and I¡¯m connected to the collective. I guess this makes sense. But why dreams? I can think of a bunch of reasons, but they are all speculative and probably pointless. The director also asks me if I know anything about me. Ughh, being close to myself is distorting my sense of self just a little bit. The director asks Aster if he knows anything about Asterios. Am I Asterios right now? Not important, I just missed what he said. ¡°I see¡± says the director in response to Aster¡¯s response. ¡°So¡± says the director, ¡°you know there is someone else?¡± ¡°Yes¡± responds Aster. ¡°Do you know his appearance?¡± ask the director, a curious almost cunning glint in his eyes. ¡°I¡¯m not sure grandpa, I¡¯ve never seen him.¡± Grandpa? Is he Aster¡¯s grandpa? Why are so many of my- Aster¡¯s family members tied in some weird organization? Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! I listen for a few more minutes after this, where Aster recounts his explorations of the city, how it felt like home. Does the city feel like home to me too? A good piece of me is there. Should I do a big reveal on my connection to Aster to clear up the situation? No, I¡¯ve done a couple big reveals recently. But, seeing as the director of S.I.O. is the grandfather of Aster, he probably wont hurt him. Even if he does, that body is also probably immortal. I might just project immortality onto Aster. ¡°There¡¯s someone here¡± says Aster while looking at me. I¡¯m still trying to figure out how to avoid arousing suspicion for Aster, when that stops me. Not this again with people seeing my outside view. Well he is me, so this makes more sense than the priestess. Stop giving people clues little me! The director also looks at me, but says ¡°I see nothing?¡± ¡°But they¡¯re right there!¡± Aster says while pointing at me. I wave at the little me and he waves back. We sit in awkward silence. We just observe. This may be the first time where I¡¯ve really interacted with a significant portion of me that can form more complex ideas. We probably won¡¯t fight or anything in the future, we are one and the same! ¡°Is it the fox?¡± asks John. ¡°I¡¯m not sure¡± says Aster while looking at me, his face in a scrutinizing expression. ¡°We feel connected¡± Aster says. At this point Aster might literally give everything away, what¡¯s the point of trying to maintain a little bit of mystery if you sabotage yourself. ¡°What does it look like?¡± asks my or Aster¡¯s grandpa. ¡°They change¡± Aster replies. What do I look like? Not like I have a mirror to reflect the soul. I think I can just split a piece of my outside view. I look crazy. Shifting all over the place. I can kind of read stuff on me, like body language but not. ¡°They split¡± says Aster. I don¡¯t think I- Aster has figured out the truth yet, he still looks a bit confused. I just realized, shouldn¡¯t grandpa-John be more panicky over the situation? Does he have some type of Trump card? Probably not one he can use on me. I¡¯ll tell Aster that I¡¯m a god, but won¡¯t specify that I¡¯m Asterios. Don¡¯t want to Alert anyone to the possibility of Aster being me. If I leave a revelation as big as that, they might be thrown off a little bit. Also, there might be more powerful people than the director, better be careful. I look at me, and say ¡°I¡¯m a god.¡± Unfazed, Aster asks ¡°what do you want?¡± I need to come up with another idea than I want to throw off the trail a little bit. ¡°I¡¯ve come to grant you a wish.¡± He¡¯s me, any idea shouldn¡¯t be that bad or something I¡¯m opposed to. ¡°Any wish?¡± he asks a sparkle in his eyes. ¡°Yes¡± I answer. ¡°Can you eliminate death?¡± he asks. Hmm¡­ That¡¯s a big ask, and sounds good, but that might lead to some major problems, like children not being born immortal. I¡¯m just gonna grant myself this wish, but only for this planet, just to see how it goes. Well, not just this one, their entire society. Anyway, time to reply, ¡°Sure.¡± I snap my ethereal fingers and project immortal to all Wolf beastkin. Then I project can¡¯t conceive new children. Don¡¯t want overpopulation to flood everything. But what about people who want children you ask reader? Maybe I¡¯ll take that off when someone wants a baby or something. I can imagine what would happen if there is alien life out there when meeting immortal people. If they just have more and more children, life would be insane. Honestly, why didn¡¯t I think of this earlier, this is probably the best thing I could do. No death? What could possibly go wrong? ¡°What did you say?¡± asks the director to Aster. ¡°I asked them to eliminate death¡± replies Aster. The director looks confused, ¡°and what did it say? I assume no. I doubt anyone could.¡± ¡°They¡¯re a god¡± says Aster matter of factly. ¡°What?¡± asks the director. ¡°They are a god¡± responds Aster, ¡°they said yes to my request.¡± The director responds ¡°they are not a god, they are lying to you.¡± ¡°I believe them¡± says Aster. ¡°Why?¡± asks the director, ¡°they could be anything. They are supernatural as in not natural, they might be trying to trick you.¡± This sounds like it¡¯s going to be a boring back and forth argument. I think I need to find some other god-things to do. I¡¯ll check back in later Chapter 34) Opening a cursed book I feel bored. I¡¯m floating in an ocean right now, but it isn¡¯t as fun as I thought. Things keep hitting me, and it isn¡¯t that clean. Granting little me¡¯s wish was kind of fun. I could do that for someone else. Maybe Serne? I¡¯ll see what he¡¯s up to.
Serne¡¯s journey into the thousands of years old ancient city was perilous. There weren¡¯t any hostile creatures, but the architecture was incredibly dangerous. He was constantly at risk of being buried under rubble or trapped behind a stone door. But now he¡¯s here. At the center of the ruins. Where the booked of cursed souls resides. He is honestly terrified of the book, but he was reassured by the commander and mages that he would be fine. As he puts his hand on the book, it just looks normal, but he won¡¯t take any chances with reading it. He quickly puts it in the container he received for this mission, then puts it in his storage ring. Why doesn¡¯t he put it in the bark? He¡¯s worried that the bark would have some adverse effects. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. As he walks towards an exit, he sees a strange creature shifting creature in the air. ¡°Hey¡± it says.
As I look at Serne and his new gear and outfit, I say ¡°hey.¡± He then looks at me and says with a tired look, ¡°what are you?¡± ¡°What?¡± I ask. Why doesn¡¯t he recognize me? I guess because I¡¯m not in my body. I quickly bring my soulless body to us and then slip in. ¡°Asterios?¡± he asks confused, ¡°was that you? The real you?¡± What does he mean by real me? ¡°What do you mean by real me?¡± I ask while crossing my arms. ¡°What you truly are? That shifting form?¡± Is my outside view the real me? I can exist without any of my bodies, so I guess probably. The queen priestess referenced how souls or spirits can¡¯t do that. Maybe my soul is really powerful? Maybe I don¡¯t have a soul and embody the will of the universe or something? I respond, ¡°I guess? Probably?¡± ¡°Why do you look like this then?¡± he gestures at me, ¡°you look more like a god in that form.¡± I reply ¡°I like to have a body, it¡¯s fun to physically interact with things.¡± That and I like to just pretend to be a semi-normal person. ¡°Okay¡± Serne responds, and then continues walking in the direction he was going. I should probably take away my ethereal form, just so that nobody can see me when I don¡¯t want them to. I¡¯d rather not forget. I quickly take myself out of my body, and then shift my ethereal form so that it¡¯s normal once again. Then I enter my body and follow after Serne. ¡°Serne!¡± I yell, ¡°do you want a wish?¡± He turns his head towards me and asks, ¡°what do you mean? You grant me a wish?¡± ¡°Yes¡± I reply, ¡°you ask for something and I give it to you if it¡¯s possible.¡± He thinks for a moment and then asks, ¡°can I ask for it later once I¡¯ve thought of it?¡± I respond, ¡°yes!¡± Then I take a look at him and ask, ¡°what¡¯s that outfit you got on?¡± He replies, ¡°the clothes that they gave me are meant to be practical, they¡¯re enchanted I think. Prevents tripping or similar things.¡± Interesting. ¡°Can I test them?¡± I ask. He looks at me confused, then sighs. Wonder why he seems so tired? Maybe because he¡¯s searched for a cursed artifact? Did he not find it? I don¡¯t see it. Maybe he put it in the bark? I check the bark and find no artifacts, he hasn¡¯t made anything new. The only thing in the bark is a castle I made when I showed him how it worked. What was I thinking about a moment ago? Oh yeah, I want to test his clothes, see if he can be pushed over. ¡°Can I test your clothes?¡± I ask. He sighs again, looks at me and says ¡°do you want to see the artifact that I got?¡± He actually found the artifact? I wonder where he put it. ¡°Sure¡± I respond, ¡°where is it?¡± ¡°Here¡± he says while a book appears in his hand. While looking at it, it gives me a bit of a headache. I use my outside view to look at it, and hear a bunch of whispers. The whispers are similar to the ones I heard when my body was healing all those years ago. Haven¡¯t really paid attention to them much. I project immune to insanity causing artifacts onto my own body. My headache clears up, and then I grab the book, opening it the the first page ¡°No¡± Serne yells. It¡¯s too late. On the first page are a bunch of strange drawings and symbols, they shift and almost come off the page. It¡¯s almost a hologram, but it¡¯s not. It¡¯s just confusing. I close the book and hand it back to Serne while he just stares. ¡°What?¡± he asks while making the book disappear again. ¡°It was confusing¡± I say while looking at him. He just shakes his head and continues walking, with me following beside him. Chapter 35) Burned, almost drowned, and punched he mumbles. Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. Chapter 36) Giving people power in exchange for cool objects After my talk to Serne, we came closer to a town, at which I teleported away. I guess Serne is my advisor or something now. To prevent me from destroying everything, which I wouldn¡¯t do! But I guess he can¡¯t read my mind. It¡¯s probably better that he can¡¯t, don¡¯t want him getting a peak into some of my weirder thoughts. What to do now? I planned on checking in on Aster again, but it¡¯s only been a little bit. A few hours probably. I¡¯ve felt bored a lot lately, and I think I found a solution! In my past, I would find cool trinkets interesting, even collected some sometimes. Novelty is quite fun. Flying and similar things are activities that I can do anytime, magic though¡­ I don¡¯t really understand how it works, and it seems to have some interesting properties. I could find some interesting trinkets and copy them. Or pay via immortality. Or super strength. Or something else. But where to find these trinkets? Apparently people can spot my outside form, so I shouldn¡¯t expand my view and search through things. Or maybe I should, how could they pinpoint me? But if I do, whoever has interesting trinkets might be confused at the soul encompassing entire cities. Maybe I¡¯ll just teleport to a random city. I move myself, and find myself in a nice kinda quaint city. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. It¡¯s full of all sorts of people beyond just human looking ones. There are humans, beast men, people with horns(demons?), blue people, green people. Perfect fantasy city! There are even people with wings. There are ghosts I think as well. I walk through the city, asking people where I could find a shop that sells fun magical trinkets. Most seem wary, perhaps because of my clothes? Anyway, I¡¯m still directed to a shop with stained glass windows and a wizened horned wizard reading a book. Okay, maybe not a wizard per se, but a man with a wizard hat. As I walk in, there is a chime. It happens after I open the door, so it must be related to me actually coming in. He looks at me with curiosity in his green eyes. I wave at him and say ¡°hi! I hear you have fun trinkets. Is this true.¡± He nods and gestures at the store, ¡°I have all manner of interesting things. Tomes, artifacts, and trinkets as you say.¡± I ask him, ¡°do you have anything interesting for someone who doesn¡¯t know much about magic.¡± He turns and grabs a box with several figurines. One of a princess, one of a dragon, and one of a knight, along with others. He shows me the dragon first. He turns it towards the knight, its mouth open directed at the knight. Suddenly a little bit of fire comes out of the dragons mouth and flies at the knight. The tiny knight mechanically or magically reacts by bringing up their sword. After the fire dies down, the knight still holds the sword in a blocking pose. Slowly, the arm comes down. I ask, ¡°how does that work?¡± The man responds, ¡°it has to do with the heat causing the arm to move, something in the knight constricts pulling the arm up.¡± Interesting, but I don¡¯t really care about a cool action figure. The dragon is pretty cool with the fire. I ask, ¡°do you have anything similar to the dragon? Something more gimmicky preferably.¡± He nods and moves to the back, grabbing a box with a strange glow. He pulls a weird glass object, a cylinder with a dome at the top. He puts it down, It makes a thudding sound. Why is he not being careful with the glass?? Is it enchanted as well? The man puts his hand on the top of the glass, causing glowing writing to appear on the surface, along with a hologram type thing floating above it. He shows me how the glass can do multiple things. It can shoot fireballs, create illusions that encompass part of the room, and can shrink into a ring. The ring still weighs as much as the original object though. After showing me the object, he has me try as well. Nothing happens when I put my hand on the object. He looks at me and asks ¡°do you have no magic in you?¡± I think for a moment, kind of ignoring his question. I probably don¡¯t have much magic in me, I made this body without magic in mind, and in a place with no magic. I could do the same thing to myself that I did to Serne¡¯s legs. I project, incredibly magical to my body. My body starts to glow a red hue like my fur, and I put my hand on the glass object. It cracks and the man just stares at me. I confusedly stare at the object and say, ¡°it broke. Why?¡± He responds while observing me more carefully, ¡°it can only accept so much magic, it¡¯s made to work even with very little.¡± He moves his gaze up and down me. ¡°How?¡± he asks, ¡°how did you overload it? And why do you have the magic of a great sage.¡± What? The magic of a sage? That sounds like a lot. Should I tell him what I am and run away? Probably not, I need to find a way to pay for this thing I broke. Or I could just project fixed. I project fixed on the object, and it quickly shifts back into place. I look at him and ask, ¡°how much for that.¡± He moves his gaze to outside the window and says, ¡°14 gold¡± 14 gold? How much is that in copper. I don¡¯t want to do that that math, nor copy a bunch of gold. A wish is probably easier. I tell him, ¡°I¡¯ll give you a wish if you give me it.¡± then I quickly add, ¡°a reasonable wish.¡± He looks at me again, and just shakes his head, ¡°if you can grant it right now, then sure.¡± I nod, he says, ¡°I want great magical power, beyond that of a sage.¡± What? That sounds unreasonable for an object such as this. But I think I can easily do this. I look at him, put my paw out for a handshake and say ¡°deal!¡± He looks at my paw at then back at my face, ¡°what are you doing?¡± I respond, ¡°a handshake! Shake my paw for the deal to be complete!¡± He shakes my paw with both of his hands. I project magical power beyond the realm of a sage onto him. He starts glowing bright green, brighter than I am right now. Then he stops glowing, except his eyes. His eyes are a piercing green, maybe capable of cutting a man down with a single look. He looks surprised, guess he didn¡¯t expect this to actually work. But why was he indulging me then? Whatever, I quickly grab the glass object and wave farewell as I walk out the door. Chapter 37) Technically a phone booth Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. Chapter 38)
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