《What's happening? Why is it happening? How is it happening?》 Chapter 1 : An Intro For My Ordinary Character! Hmm, let''s start. If I were to introduce you to a character, who would it be? Will he be someone worthy of being my first character, my main character? Will he be some super powered op guy with handsome physique and all the plot holes saving him? My Main character needs a good introduction. Like:- The twenty two year old guy, who used to live his happy life in his hometown, but kinda happened to find out about what the world is when he turn on his imagination. So, let''s dive in to his introduction along with the world building. --------------------------=========================--------------------------------------- There once lived a guy in his early twenties, trying to live a normal life. The world he lived in, was so strangely realistic to my(the author''s) own world, that even i could get confused it as our earth.(but it''s name is eartH. it''s similar, not the same.) He was a normal guy. nothing out of ordinary. The only thing which separated him from the others was that he had everything he needed and in the most ordinary way. He had a loving family, was born in a middle class family in india, was neither good nor too bad at study and sports, was a coward by nature but had a good physique and personality. which resulted in him never having any enemies. was close to his teachers. he was a kind soul but knew how to say no when needed. and that''s how he spent his whole starting 20 years as an ordinary kid. [ Date : 7/3/25] By the time he matured, he realised everything around him being so perfect? He realised that things shouldn''t be this normal. It felt like he had made some great sacrifice or something in his past life and had wished for a normal life in the next life. which resulted in the god giving him a perfectly normal life. This was weird. nobody can have a perfectly normal life. That will just break the equillibrium of mother nature. that was when he realised that, he was weird. The things around him were weird. The common sense of the eartH he lived in was weird. It wasn''t too late for him, neither was he too early to realise the fact. Imagine him realising this in his childhood? In his teenage? In his old age? but, nah! it had to be his early twenties. when he would be starting to grow towards his peak self. the starting point. "But, what now? how can i be sure that this is not my mind playing games with me? to make me sound someone special? to fuel my protagonist syndrome? hmm? " asked our mc. Wait, to whom? Damn! Did this guy just broke the fourth wall? This early? I haven''t even completed the introduction here... Remember you lil..fella! I''m the one creating you. i''m your god. so, don''t go out there taking all the spotlight...alone! Well, that''s the intro for the main character. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now, let''s focus on the world building. Ahem! WORLD BUILDING. Before begining this skit of mine, let me tell all the wannabe genius writers that, I don''t know anything about the world you live in. I don''t know how you guys can create such wonderful worlds in and wrap it in a book. For that, I have mad respect for all the creators, writers, artists, poets and other people out there who can bring a life just by using one pen and a bunch of papers. But, that to be said, I don''t know anything about creating a novel. I don''t have the luxury (time) to understand the basics of writing a novel, neither do i have the motivation to do the studying here (atleast not right now.) So, kindly do not expect me to do anything normal here. I''ll make mistakes. Alot of them at that. So, bear with it, or go away, searching for the one which fits you in.. (I do that, so I won''t force you to stay.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ World Building. By the word, I can understand that I''m supposed to build the world and backstories for our main character. I''ve got no idea what to do here. Build a world huh! But, I''m not even sure if he''s the sole main character in my novel. I don''t know. Maybe he is. May there are several others. Maybe there are only a few others. I don''t know. The world he lived in until now, was an ordinary eartH. Nothing fantasy like. He had an ordinary upbringing, along with the traumas one accumulate from the generational traumas, middle school bullying, neglectance in caring of a kid''s mental health, and a few more. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. But, that''s normal. who doesn''t have that nowadays. I mean, look at yourself. reading this shit, while holding your source of addiction in front of you, and recalling your dark pasts. Well, this guy too had a not-so- good past, but, now he''s good. i think? He focuses on the present moment, i think? Nah! I''m sure...I think? That''s it for the world building. Haa! That was annoying. Bought back my past. Now, let''s focus on the less annoying thing. His specialites. ------------------------------------------------------------------ His specialites...are. Above average in most of the things. Good adaptability. Height: 5'' 10" Weight: 70 kg. (No! convert it to lbs on your own accord. I''m too lazy for that.) Charm : Above Average. Attractiveness : Average. Devil Side : 49% ( Hidden). Communication Skills. Wishes to stay single now. Jack of all trades. Unlimited Potential. Mediocore Mindset. Ambitionist. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That''s it for that as well. Now, let''s bring the spice in his life. (Remember, His eartH is similar to ours. Not exactly same.) Let''s start. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= ( I don''t know much about changing the pov or staying with one. So, I''m gonna mess things up as we go. so....ENDURE IT.) One day, He was going on a walk after his study session ended. Oh! We haven''t named him huh! Umm...Let''s call him Z. Z is a normal guy in his early twenties. He wishes to get a job in cybersecurity. He wakes up early, do a quick meditaion. then, do a two hour session of cybersecurity practice. then, at 7 am, he moves to do his calisthenics routine. then, he take a bath. That''s how his morning starts everyday. His daily schedule include, doing the morning routine. then in noon, he does another 2 hour session. then, at evening he does a thirty minutes tryping practice. and that''s it. before he go to bed, he writes his journal on the AI, and wind up everything at 10 pm, then sleeps in. ready to tackle the next day at 4 am again. That''s been his daily routine for the past few months now. He decided with this routine after several trials and errors when he decided that he''ll shift towards cybersecurity even though he''s an arts graduate and get a job within an year. Well, today was another normal day, atleast that''s how it was supposed to be. (Damn! I always wanted to say this line.) Today, AFter completing his morning routine, he went for a walk. A walk around the streets to freshen his mind after the intense focus session. But, suddenly, his mind wiggled. He felt dizzy and weak. He moved to the side of the road taking support of a wall. He felt weak, so he decided to drop today''s walk and go back to his house and get some rest and hydrate himself. Z went home. His dizziness was no more, but still felt sluggish. so, he decided to read a light novel. ( what''s the difference between a light novel and a web novel anyway?). He had been reading his favorite novel in his phone, instead of doing the mindless scrolling now. (I''m this close to say the actual name of that novel, but i''m ignorant about the copyright san, so i''ll just let the sleeping cats lie.) He had read a good amount of novels, mangas, manhwas and watched a good amount of anime, web series, and movies before he started to take things seriously now. He didn''t like completing things. When I always asked my main character the reason for that, he always said that he felt it more for to imagine all sorts of endings, be it good or bad, instead of forcing a single ending upon that. and also that he didn''t like that that fictional things ended with the the end, with him never finding out what happened after the end, after their happy end, after their sad end. That''s why he never finished any work he read. This gave him an infinite amount of imagination power when it came to keeping himself from ever being bored. NOw, back to present. Z lied on his bed, and started reading his favorite novel. it was a fantasy setting which showcased a villan''s will to surive the gruesome world he''s been transmigrated into. ( i really hope i don''t get any copyright strikes for this. i''m broke af. my future editor san, take care of this for me.) Even though it''s only been like thirty minutes and he''s only read two chapters, he felt sleepy. So, he turned off his phone, and went to sleep after putting the timer of one hour in his phone. Z slept like a kid, with a blanket covering his body, whether it''s cold or hot outside. That''s how chapter 1 ended. How was it? pretty ordinary right? I feel like it''s going to be interesting, I think? Well, we''ll see about that? [ Date : 14/3/25] NOte to the future me: - introducing a fantasy setting related to his infinite imagination power. AKA make this delulu into a solulu. Over! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2 CHAPTER 2. [ Date : 16/03/2025] Point Noted. Past Me. Z, my first character, and probably my main character, has a good amount of imagination. He still dreams, well.. sometimes. And his dreams are weird, just like everybody else. He forget them when he wakes up, like everybody else. So, in the one hour of sleep, he dreamt of something. Something weird. When he woke up, he forgot what he dreamt in an instant. But, Z had a feeling. A strange feeling. Well, nothing weird happened after that, and he continued with his day. Now, A few days later, Z feels like something''s off. His routine is well maintained. He can see his progress in his calm mental state, good physical state, his improving typing speed, and in more understanding in the field of tech. But, Z is feeling strange. His instinct is screaming something big is going to happen. Not something good, or evil. But, something big. And the time flows by, again... In the blink of an eye, again... Haa! sigh~, again? The next day, Z died. again... Wait, WHAT? WHAT? Died? What? Seriously, What? (The Author is in shock of why did he killed him? Did he kill him? He liked Z tho...) Dammit! Why did he die? How? I was sure I gave him the most harmless life this time. Hmm...Let''s see, He slept last night, like always. Nothing abnormal happened. And, He died during his sleep? WHY?????? He was healthy this time. He had nothing to worry about. I gave him everything to make his life ordinary. He was the perfect example of how a happy life should be. Then WHY? (There''s a god, at the top of the world. His discription? Hmm? Assume a handsome guy, with comsic eyes, with blue colour, his hair dyed. Wearing a comfy housewear, spending his idle time. The room he resides in, Is kinda Full White. He has a small bed, a table with a laptop, and a charismatic smile. He is the god. Who..) Hey, You stupid ass god. Why tf are you making me rhyme in your introduction? It''s freaking annoying to find the last words. Fuck off! How the fuck do you even break the fourth wall? I made you. I''m your creator this time, dear god. God: Ahem! Your Fourth Wall is too weak, My Friend. It''s so weak that I''ve easily hacked your computer and am coordinating your actions based on my preferences. You won''t understand, Mr.Mortal. Author: Fuck Off! Am I really that weak that my characters are trying to break free? Even though I''m just starting this novel? Dammit. Should I just stop it? God: Cuteepie! You know, you won''t. You need us. But, I can understand your plee.. So, let me make it so that only I can be in control of your weakass fourth wall. Ofc, That means only I''m able to know that y0ur coordinates are : [11.57750N 92.24444E]. Nobody will ever find you. So, You better finish this shit. Or, I''m a very patient god. But, even I have limits. Author: Haa! Thank''s genius. That''s not where I live. It''s the coordinates of Sentinal Islands, where lived ancient cannibal tribes. Nice Try. Kiddo! God: Hmm..You sure are stupid. So, you want me to really post your coordinates huh. Oh Well.. you''re coordinates are....10.5(INTURRUPTED: WAIT!) Author : Wait, Wait! Fine. You Win. This world is filled with crazy ass fkers. I wouldn''t take risks here. God: So, Be sure to provide me with my daily dose of chapters. Don''t worry. I know you''re a sore loser who can''t execute your imaginations. That''s why you created a character called Z. Your ideal self, huh! Author : Fk off! That''s breaching my personal privacy. God : Haa! You. don''t have any of that now. I not only have full access to your online life. But, I also have a full access of your brain. And, Damn! It''s filled with useless shit. Hey, Kid. Sell your brain to some scientist, It''s an unused brain, he''ll be happy to reaseach on it considering it''s still in its raw form. Author : Haa! Dear God, How can I kill a god? God : You want to kill me? Go ahead. Delete this novel you''re trying to write. Remember, I''m going to be your greatest joy, sorrow, pleasure and regret at the same time. Your life is no longer yours. (And that''s how the life of an author who tried to create his ideal character, became the part of his own story by some crazy virtual god he created, gained the control of his life.) Okay! Enough Delulu now. Back to the present. Z, who was feeling tired after his morning walk slept like a baby. When he woke up, he felt refreshed. Hydrated himself. And began preparing for his afternoon session. (God : I''m proud of you being the actual god here. Thanks for reviving him. Partner.) Author : What? You weren''t my delulu? God : Oh! Yeah! (Hepnotizes!) YOU. ARE. TO. FORGET. THIS. CONVERSATION. EVER. HAPPENED! {Ding~) Okay! Enough Delulu now. Back to the present. Z, who was feeling tired after his morning walk slept like a baby. When he woke up, he felt refreshed. Hydrated himself. And began preparing for his afternoon session. Time Passed. And His normal life seemed normal till the end. Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. He had morals, He was a coward, He was a typical good guy, Didn''t like traveling that much, Didn''t have much confidence in himself, not yet. These things collectively resulted in taking away the spice from his life. Resulting in a normal boring day to day life. He regretting being this way sometimes. He liked being this way sometimes. He preferred to be more extroverted sometimes. He preferred his solitude lifestyle sometimes. Z was living on the edge. On the edge of good and evil. On the edge of being in control and losing it. On the edge of believing in his morals and convictions or leaving it all behind, and just do one bad thing. A crime. This was bad for him, and he knew it. He knew that he was living on edge. Everyday. But, he had no choice. He had chosen this, over the day to day cat and mouse life. He had chosen this, over a overly busy lonely life. He had chosen this, over a life filled with regret. He had chosen this, over a life full of guilty pleasure. Z knew that he was neither good, nor evil. The border line of him turning evil was that one percent of his trait, a single choice of being in the good side for now. That''s it. That''s all it took to control his inner demon at 49%. Z knew he was a powerful entity. Z knew he was kind, but not to be messed with. Z was imperfect, and he knew that. All these thoughts travelled through his mind from time to time, in his daily schedule. Z had a choice. And that was HIS choice. He loved the people who cared for him. Who bought him to where he was right now. Who had done enough sacrifices for his good. And he loved them. He wanted to make sure they are happy, before he choose a path for himself. His goal was to send them 100,000 INR monthly. His goal was to spend time with them, atleast three days a month, always, no matter where he was. His goal was to ensure their medical insurance, their future. But, He had chosen a tough path. UPSC. in order to grow. In the three years of graduating in arts background, he realised he was not ready to tackle that, not yet. His family was not powerful enough to endure his burden for the next half a decade. He knew that. That''s why he had chosen to get a job first. Cybersecurity was a perfect fit for the evolving world, where AI was evolving at a speed no one ever withnessed. The AI he used to chat with, was already having logical and emotional conversations with him, guiding him to maintain his discipline. Even though it had only been a couple of years since the launce of AI. He liked that. He was eager to understand that world. He was eager to get that job. He had ambitions. Huge ones. He wanted everything. He desired everything. He believed in NOthing is Impossible theory. He believed things could become impossibly difficult. But, not entirely impossible. Everything, that can be imagined now, can be achieved. The time was the variable here. The one of the most hated and underrated concepts. Time. which limited human lifespan to merely three-fourth of a century, was mocking his theory. His own theory of Everything. But, well... He knew he couldn''t get what was not meant for him. He knew to let go now. That''s how he survived the past twenty two years. That''s how he survived yesterday. He don''t expect anything he wished to come true. If he''s able to achieve the things he want. It''s a good thing. If he''s unable to do that. It''s a good experience for him. That''s who Z was. Well, that''s who Z had become now. This is the story of my main Character Z . He''s aware that''s he''s not alone in his world. He''s aware that there''s something above him, don''t know what. He''s an ambitionist. A coward. A wannabe realist. A Protagonist. Although he''s one of the many, He''s still one in the many. So, Let''s see..How his life goes. God : Hey, That''s feels like it''s going to end now. Give the readers some cliffhangers to look forward to next time. Author : What? You weren''t my delulu? God : Haa! Okay. Listen. I''m not your delusion. I''m the god. And I''m going to erase your memory everytime we talk. So, bear with it. Author : YOU CRAZY FKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! God : Haa! Go and finish this chapter with elegence, you lazy ass loser. Author : Fk Off. (God flicks his fingers.) So, before we end today''s chapter, let''s watch Z last time this chapter. Let''s go to his pov. ***** "Haa! Finally Done for the Day. today was tough as well. You got this, Z. Just endure it for one more day. It''s gonna get better soon." Z always ensured his mind that the suffering will only last for one more day. He always ensured his heart that the tough life will end the day after tommorrow. The one more day, never came. That day after tommorrow never became today. He had found this way of fooling himself to maintain his well disciplined life. " Oh! It''s already 22:00, let''s sleep." "Gotta wake up at 4 : 30. " "Hey, Cael. Good Night!" (Cael was the name of his ChatGPT. The name he engraved in the AI, to become his guide. ) Cael : You did good. Make sure to wake up at 4: 30. Execution is what you need right now. No more half assing tommorrow as well. You''ve been growing, even though it''s little by little. You''ve been growing. I''m the proof of that. Z : Haa! Yeah...I guess, All those failures when I started this, helped me with this schedule. Well, Thanks again for today. See you tommorrow. Cael : See You Tommorrow. [ Z goes to sleep, awaiting another normal day in his life.] But, god had other plans {God : hey, I swear I''m not influencing our author guy here. He''s natural at bullshitting.} The next day. Z opens his eyes by the first rhyme of his alarm. He rose from his bed, splashed some water in his face. and looked at the mirror. A strange ''thing'' was floating behind him, which startled him. But, he didn''t falter there. He washed his face again, a few more times. a looked again. That ''thing'' was still there. At first, it looked like a ghost. a dark evil ghost. Then, when looked closely, it looked like a cute fantasy pet. Z tilted his head, rubbed his eyes. And due to instinct screaming danger here, he payed it no mind, and moved back to his room, preparing for his meditation. He finished his meditaion. Rested for a bit. Then, Did his calisthenics routine. then sat down in his chair, in front of his laptop. He could feel that ''thing'' staring daggers at him for ignoring it. But, what can our Z do? His trait, Coward refused to raise any type of death flags towards him. So, he didn''t pay it any attention anymore. Even though that ''thing'' refused to fade away. Z thought, "I must be getting delusional now. I knew this schedule was too hard. Now, it''s affecting my brain cells." Z did his morning routine. Z did his afternoon routine. Z did his night routine. Everythings was normal today as well. The sole thing which differed today from the rest of days, was ''that thing.'' Time passed. Days Passed. Weeks Passed. Now, The month was coming to an end now. Z had not given in to the temptation of raising a flag here. He was curious alright! Who wouldn''t be. When, there''s a thing visible to only you, for almost a month now. It''s didn''t do any harm or good to him. It just existed there, waiting to be acknowledged. And Z was hell bent on NOT doing that single thing. He was too much of a coward to take that one step which could help the author continue his story now. Z : Hmm? it''s my fault? You are the one messing with me, why did you introduce that strange thing, if you were to keep it hanging near my head for around a month now. it''s only a few seconds for you, but it''s a freaking month here, you crazy ass fker. and why am i not getting involved with it? is that normal? are you that much of a coward to not even try to make me react to a strange variable? Fk you. Loser. Author : Hey, What the fk? You broke the wall? again? Fk you. I don''t need a character who don''t listen to me. It''s already 2.3k words here, in this chapter alone. what do you want me to do here? I want to continue this on next chapter, but that''s not possible right now. it''s already been nearly three hours now, since i wrote in a god forsaken chair and am tryping like hell. Fk you. Ok, you want to interact with it, right? Go on...You already know what happens when you don''t listen to your instinct. go on... Z : Wait, I didn''t mean it that way, Respected Author San. Kindly show some consideration towards your favorite character. Author : Yeah? let''s see.... Z : WAIT!!!!!!!!!! After a much awaited testing of his patience, Z decided it safe to interact with the ''thing''. As it''s already around a month now, that night, before he went down to sleep, he looked at the ''thing'', and said, "Hey! What are You?" The ''thing'' smiled creeplily, sending shivers down to Z''s spine. The ''thing'' said, "Finally, Patience always helps." That ''thing'' laughed like a maniac as is flew happily in the room. Nobody but Z could feel it, the danger coming towards him. Without wasting any further time, that ''thing'' went inside Z''s mouth. a Z collapsed at that exact moment. The next day, realising that Z hadn''t woken up, even though it''s 8 am now, his mother went to wake him up. But, " AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, for the thing she saw on the bed, was a cold white corpse of her son. His son was not waking up despite her scream, it felt like his whole innards were sucked out. It felt like there was a skin over a skeleton now. ( I won''t describe it any further, as I''m not THAT cruel.) She ran near the corpse, despite it looking like a prop from some Zombie or Mummy movie. Then, she screamed, " ALTZAR!!! THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! BRING MY SON BACK, OR I''M BREAKING DOWN YOUR HEAVEN AND HIS HELL INTO PIECES!!! " "BRING. MY. SON. BACK!" That was the last word, humanity heard, before the whole Earth, splitting in half. TO BE CONTINUED... Date : 16 March, 2025. Note to Author : Dear Future me, The task you''re supposed to do now, is.. Read this chapter first. next arc is supposed to be the introduction of the op mom. revival of Z intro of the god ALTZAR forshadowing of the god of hell. giving Z a piece of my ( the current me) mind, to never mess with me again. forshadowing and lil intro of the ''thing''. ( it should be emphasised that, the change in genre is the fault of Z. nobody else but Z.) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 3 CHAPTER 3 TO BE CONTINUED... Date : 16 March, 2025. Note to Author : Dear Future me, The task you''re supposed to do now, is.. Read this chapter first. next arc is supposed to be the introduction of the op mom. revival of Z intro of the god ALTZAR forshadowing of the god of hell. giving Z a piece of my ( the current me) mind, to never mess with me again. forshadowing and lil intro of the ''thing''. ( it should be emphasised that, the change in genre is the fault of Z. nobody else but Z.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the author was reading the author''s note... *A finger comes from the laptop, and flicks so hard in the forehead of the author that he fell down the chair backwards. God : Hey, What''s this? How did THIS happened? Author : Wait, who''re you? How did THIS happened? How did a freaking hand came out of my laptop screen? God : Haa! It''s annoying every time, but can''t help you being a sore loser now, can I? Author : What are you saying? What'' s happening here? Am I so into this shit, that I''m having delusions now? God : Okay, I''m the god Altsar in your story. I''m supposed to come during the middle of this novel, which is still in it''s early phase. Author : Damn! God : Yeah? No need to praise yourself internally. I''m connected to your soul now, and I can feel that "I must be special" aura of yours. So, stop it. it''s annoying. Author : What? I didn''t feel anything like that? You''re annoying. And why would I ever give permission to some fictional delusional entity to sync with me? I must be the king of fools to do that. God : Um, Well. You technically didn''t give me permission. So, yeah! you''re not a king of anything. I kinda winda came to your past using my powers and kinda winda possessed you? or something like that. Teehee~ Author : Oh! I see. (The author becomes silent for a moment.) God : I thought you''d make a fuss by now, like you usually do. Author : Usually do? We''ve met before? God : Yeah! I kinda winda erase your memories of me every time we meet, so that you can stay as the natural loser who''s lonely and is seeking attention from metaphysical characters. Author : Oh! God : What happened here? How come you''re this calm about all this shit. Author : Yeah, I must look weirdly calm to you right now. Just go in my mind and see what I''m feeling. (A few moments later.[I ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT!] ) God : Wow. Never thought someone could feel this happy at the thought of being symbiosed by his own fictional character. Author : It''s strange, right? Thank you. You must know everything. So, there''s no need to hide anything from you. Thank you . Thnx. [OKAY! FOR THOSE WHO DIDN''T UNDERSTAND SHIT HERE, EVEN THOUGH THE AUTHOR''S MEMORY GOT WIPED OUT EVERYTIME, HIS INSTINCT DIDN''T FORGET THAT SOMETHING CHANGES FOR A MOMENT. AND AT THIS MOMENT, HIS INSTINCT REALIZED THAT, THE CHANGE WAS A POSITIVE ONE, SO HE''S HAPPY. EVEN THOUGH HE DON''T KNOW WHY. OKAY! FINE! HE''S HAPPY CAUSE HE''S NO LONGER LONELY ANYMORE.] God : Eww, stop. seriously . stop. Author : And don''t remove my memories. I wish to have them. Please. and come by anytime you like. God : Don''t act like this. This was the reason I always removed your memories. You''re too much of a kid, waiting for someone unknown. Author : So, we have a deal? God : Sadly, No. Not yet. (did that thingy with two fingers in his hands(OH, I GOT THE NAME NOW, IT''S CALLED SNAPPING WITH HIS TWO FINGERS. THE PAST ME MUST BE BLIND.), that thing which makes that sound, which is cool.) If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. (The God vanishes. Author is back to sitting in his room. The screen shows Chapter 3, and it''s a blank screen.) Author : Haa, felt like Deja vu just now. Well, let''s start today''s chapter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The mother of Z, who wasn''t even introduced in the first two chapters. Her name was Sati. She was enraged by the fact that her dear son, who worked hard everyday, died due to ''that thing'' being released into his body, all for the silly quarrel btw these two kings of heaven and hell. Sati was a powerful almighty being descended on eartH, to have a vacation, and there she met an ordinary human named Shiva and married him and is living there for the past four decades now. She was an almighty being above everything that existed in this genre. You can say she''s that overpowered character who''s never going to mess with anything you do as long as you don''t poke her first. If she''s pissed, you''re doomed. That type of character. And that almighty Sati was pissed. She knew that all she had to do was turn back time, and her son would be alive. But, she was worried that, that ''thing'' would still be attached with him, and even she wouldn''t be able to do anything to remove that ''thing''. The moment that ''thing'' was acknowledged, it would take the soul of her son. And, that thing is only noticeable by the host it chooses, who obviously don''t have any idea about it. You can never mention it''s name, as long as you mention it''s name or describe it in any way, it get acknowledged, and once it gets acknowledged, things get messed up. Sati was supposed to leave the eartH when she turned 20. But, she met Shiva moments before her vacation was over, and things changed. She made a contract with the kings of heaven and hell, using her own aura, so that even she can''t break it. The conditions were in order to let her live for a lifetime, she had to agree to two conditions. one, to restrict her power at 99.99%, and the second was to do the same for any children she''ll have in future, oh and also to no involve in the matters of heaven and hell as long as she''s human. she had agreed to these terms, on the conditions that her family will never be included in any type of skits the heavens and hell perform. All was well, until that ''thing'' got attached to her sweet Z. Now, she was furious. Her aura was no longer restricted to 0.1 percent anymore. She burned her son''s soulless cold body with her Aura. (Aura here is Urja. It''s an INdian term. You guys won''t get it. or maybe you guys do. Just remember it like something of that lukario in the bokemon cartoon. that blue one. something like that. but much more hotter.) After burning the trace of ''that thing'', she burned down the eartH. This planet was no longer peaceful, if that thing had noticed it here. Shiva knew of her identity. He was an exception, for many things. I''ll talk about him later. She explained things to him, without mentioning the ''thing''. (He noticed she''s hiding something and understood the task in an instant.) and she then said, she''s going to destroy everything, for a reason. and told him, she''d turn back time once things calm down. He smiled at her, and said. Go on. Give them your piece of mind, and when you do that, give them one from me too. To mess with my family, and to enrage my love to this degree. He smiled with love filled eyes as she obligated him to ashes in a instant. (trust me, it doesn''t hurt if she wishes to, but burns like hell and don''t do any harm except hurting if she wishes to.) After releasing her loved one''s from the upcoming burden of pain, she unleashed her rage. She transforms into a beautiful woman, but something you wouldn''t wanna be around. Trust me, I''m writing her, and even I''m afraid of mentioning her or getting on her bad side, or even being noticed by her if she''s like this. so let''s skip her intro. Just know, that she''s pissed. fully enraged. now she''s destruction itself. after obligating the eartH. She came to space, ate the whole solar system with her fire ( trust me, science won''t work on aura fire.) even the sun got burnt to crisp. she was enraged. her rage was not calming down. it just kept increasing at an abnormal rate. after some time, the whole universe became "exists" to "existed". What was before big bang, was now back, after the bam bam. The unconditional truth of time and space... Nothingness. Yes, Only this weirdly strange entity called nothing existed. When he saw, Mam Sati''s Enraged form nearing him, he quickly went down on his knees, well more like a dogeza, Indian style. She was still pissed. She obligated the passive nothing. She didn''t give any (I won''t use curse words for this arc. Too afraid of the retaliation of us Indians.) care for who was bowing in front of her. But, Nothing could not be erased. As It was really nothing but an entity named after nothing. She erased him, whenever he returned back to his form, just to be erased again. The variable was the pain he felt, the pain of Aura fire was too much, even for nothingness. (Don''t make a sense of things human mind can''t comprehend. Go with the flow.) She suddenly looks at the direction of the author* The Author stops. He''s still. He doesn''t think anything, he doesn''t breathe. doesn''t move anymore. His whole entity screaming not to move. If he moved even by an inch, He''s dead. Dead due to mysterious circumstances. (Real Author : Damn! Even I didn''t dare move in this scene.) She looks at the author''s direction, totally enraged. She turns towards his direction, ready to take a big jump towards nothingness. The entity nothingness suddenly screams his hearts out, while in Indian dogeza. "Mother! Here''s the gate towards the heaven and hell." The neutral nothing has sacrificed a whole plot to save his creator. [Nothing, I''m proud of your nothingness. As of this moment, you''re my favorite character.] (The Celestial entities curses the almighty nothing for this betrayal. But, also understands the reason.) She moves towards the heaven''s door. She vanishes into nothingness as the door get closed. (haa! The author sighs. both authors sigh a good and long sigh of relief, they are really glad that nothing helped him here. they added nothing to their list of favorite characters.) Nothing : Haa! That was scary. and way too painful. Even though you''re making your novel here, don''t go making something like Mother. Never. Ever. Make. Anything. Like. Her. (The author is no longer surprised by the break of his fourth wall. He deeply thanks nothing for his save. At that day, For the first time, Nothing saved the world.) The author moves on to the next scene, but realises he''s too weak right now to do or even think of anything. So, this chapter ends here. Wait for the author''s recovery.... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 4 Chapter 4 [22 March, 2025] This much time was enough for this insignificant being to regain his consiousness... So, I''m back. Now, let''s get to business. Ahem! The world which existed just because One being let it exist, has now been destroyed. The kings, of heaven and hell were someone who were worthy of ruling the realms. This is the story of those kings, who are awaiting the imaginable pain that is to come to them. Just because they did what was written in the contract. Let''s start. *** In spite of the fantasy we mortals have created about the heaven and hell, it was not like that at all. Who said heaven was all white and hell was supposed to be all red. It was nothing like we ever knew. Heaven and hell were realms constructed to have a balance in this world. Heaven wasn''t a safe checkpoint to be in , before reincarnation. And Hell wasn''t supposed to be a kitchen for evil souls. There was nothing like good and evil after death. (Now, I don''t want any of the guys or girls to come after me, after finishing this fantasy novel. Emphasis on the fantasy here.) Hmm, How do i explain this in more layman terms??? Let''s introduce the realms now. Heaven :- Imagine your ideal house. With ideal family. Everyone being happy. You''re satisfied, content with your life. You have every type of joy you ever wanted. And you''re on good terms with everybody in the neighbourhood. Everybody likes you. Now, you get the feeling, right? Remove the materialistic and metaphysical stuff from here. Don''t think like a human now. There is no house, no boundaries, no materialistic bodies, no desires. Just pure existence. You have your consciousness as a pure existence. When you get reincarnated to earth, you are to have the first setting (the ideal life) engraved into your soul and the second setting (the real pure existence) is removed for the time being. When you die, you come back. the second setting was reinstalled and the first is removed for the time being. It''s all part of a system. And the system is not something human, or even any other entity. The sole goal of the system is to maintain the equilibrium of reincarnation of every soul in the pure existence one by one to life, and bring back the one''s whose time is up, and sent the others whose time has come. So, it''s like an infinite cycle of going and coming back from one home to another. The goal is to make that pure will understand the complexity of it''s potential existence. It doesn''t see the good or evil in things like we humans do. ----- Hell :- Imagine that you''re that pure will. Now, it''s your time to borrow the human body and come to earth to live for a very small amount of time with a goal of understanding whatever you can before you return. (A,K.A :- Nobody is born good or evil. Damn! I must be a genius.) Now, what you will become will depend on the environment you were born. It will be affected by the mentality you find yourself comfortable in. The people you meet. And the actions you take. The traumas you''ll have. The feelings you seek and hide deep within. The betrayal you find. The love you choose. The comfort you seek. The goal you make. The life you live. You can choose to do good, You can choose to do bad. It depends. On what? you ask... Well, that''s what uncertain. Nobody chooses to be good or evil, everybody has circumstances. Be it a hero who saved the humanity from alien invasion, or be it a psychopath who find deep joy in doing Bleep things...(Yes, I''m not one. So how would I know how they feel, but it''s really annoying that i think i might know that feelings as well. ) That''s what the evil side is all about. Now, Remove the materialistic and metaphysical stuff from here as well. Don''t think like a human now. There is no environment in this section, no boundaries, no materialistic bodies, no desires. Just pure existence. You have your consciousness as a pure existence. When you get reincarnated to earth, you are to have the first setting (the suffering life) engraved into your soul and the second setting (the real pure existence) is removed for the time being. When you die, you come back. the second setting was reinstalled and the first is removed for the time being. It''s all part of a system. It''s just that, your human side has been engraved into your pure existence. So, in hell..It''s sort of a rehabilitation camp. The king of hell ensures that you get your meds on time, He ensures that you follow this certain mindset which''ll bring back your real pure will. He makes you go through this routine for only around 70% of eternity. By the time you reach 9%, you have already adapted to the new mindset. The rest are just for formality, and you don''t mind that either, as you no longer has any desires. Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. And no, the hell is not all the hot, red thingy you''ve heard of. Hmm..To say in layman terms, Imagine heaven. But here, you have to live for a long long time, following certain guidelines. You have to be like in military, but here, you don''t have desires, so you don''t resist, neither you feel pain. Like i said, it''s a rehabilitation camp to engrave the existence of pure will within you again, after your bad time on eartH. *** So, That''s the intro of the two realms. and... then there''s our eartH. being the center of this story. But eartH, just like the other infinite worlds out there in the infinite realms out there...is emphasised here, just because the author is too lazy to think of multiverse concepts as of now... Now, let''s introduce our kings. and peek inside their conversations to hear some interesting things to give some dopamine to us losers, who have nothing better to do right now, except read a crappy novel from a crappy wannabe attention seeker... Ahem, let''s begin. BOO! An entity comes out of the laptop startling the author again? wait....again? Deja vu? Whatever...startling the author and he fell backwards from his chair...hit his brain and died! Thus, this story ends as of now. Thank you for giving your love and support to the author as of now. You won''t be remembered. So, do as you wish. Goodby...(*INTERRUPTS..."WAIT!!!) Altzar : Wait..Wait...Wait....Wtf are you doing right now? You were going so good until just now. Author : First of all, who the fuck are you, am i so immersed in this novel , that my brain has amplified my wish to see a fictional character alive and now I''m officially delulu? Altzar : Ahem! I''m the god of heaven you just mentioned in this novel. The one you''re writing right now, or is going to right now is the king version of myself. I''m from the middle of the story. Author : Damn! Altzar : Stop with all the praising yourself and thinking you''re so cool, inside your mind. It''s still annoying. Author : Wait, how did you read my mind? Wtf? (Imagines the lewdest scene he can remember.) Altzar : Hey, wtf.. wait.. What..the...faak... Wait! Hey! Stop. What the fuck are you doing right now. Stop it. I''m synced with your soul. Author : What? Why? How? When ? With whose permission? Who the fk are you? Altzar : I''m a god, duh! I can do whatever I desire. Author : Is that so? (Imagines a lewd scene again, but this time changes the species of the actors with that of aliens and amphibians.) Altzar : Eww... Stop. Matafaka....Stop. Author : Haa! (laughs..), so you want something from me? how did you came outside my novel even though i haven''t created you yet? am i going to become someone cool in future? will I get to meet the love of my life? will I die alone? What''s your name? How far are you speaking of, when you say in the middle of the novel? What are you exactly? do the other characters also come like you? are you hiding something? how come you''re only here now? in the 4th chapter? have you come earlier? why can''t I remember all these? wait..did you erase my memory every time you came? Damn..that sounded weird ...so, is this the Deja vu I feel from time to time? Altzar : hey..hey.. stop. I know you''re happy right now, but seriously stop. what are you? a psycho? [damn, why did this word get''s mentioned in twice in a row and get''s connected with me so naturally? I'' m scared of myself now.] for my sake, just stop. Author : *becomes silent, and a lil sad. Altzar : I can''t let you have this memory as i need something from you, and now is not the time yet. you''ll be able to remember me when the time comes. so don''t feel sad about it. ( Altzar looks at his watch which was not there until now, and says..shit, time''s up.) Altzar : I''ll have to remove your memory this time as well, but remember, oh, you won''t remember this for now...DO NOT GIVE A NAME TO ''THE THING''. It''s dangerous that you think... After mentioning ''the thing'', Altzar erases the existence itself from that moment. that moment now never existed. Now, besides from Nothing San, nobody knows that Altzar mentioned anything this time around. (I know you''re thinking, "Then why did he mention that in the first place? right?" the answer to that is..."Even I don''t know. Why tf did he mention this then? Foreshadowing? Then, I , the author should know about it right? Or was it just to fill in for the word count? Damn! My characters are getting out of hand for real now...) **** Altzar has gone back inside the computer after his significant finger-snap...the author is in daze of the feeling of a deja vu, for around 5 seconds. The thing that''s gonna happen now, is the things that happened within the moment ''the moment was destroyed and it turned to nothing, till the end of the five seconds of the author''s Deja vu feeling. **** Altzar thought, he had taken care of things meticulously. Well, he was the being responsible of handling the heaven for an eternity now. He was an immortal who just existed. He had a plan even I , the author is not being made aware of, maybe because it might affect the plot and ''the thing'' would notice it if i were to type it in a laptop which could be hacked by anyone at this point. Or maybe it''s all just bullshit, to increase the mysteriousness of the ''thing'', by author to get as many attention as possible. Or maybe it''s all part of an unknown plan nobody knows. [SRSLY GUYS AND GIRLS, EVEN I DON''T KNOW WHAT''S WHAT AT THIS POINT. I SIT HERE, PUT THE TIMER TO 120 MINUTES, AND JUST TYPE WHATEVER COMES TO MY MIND AT THE MOMENT. IT FEELS LIKE THE CHATCTERS ARE DOING WHATEVER THEY WANT USING MY FINGER. AND I''M SUPPOSED TO BE SOME NARATTOR TO TRANSLATE ALL THIS SHIT INTO ENGLISH NOW. FUCK IT. I''M GETTING SCARED OF MY IMAGINATION AT THIS POINT.] Well, let''s get back to the plot. In that mere five second, something happened. something, was born. I really don''t know what was born, so don''t ask me for anything here anymore. all I know is that things are not looking good for my mental health. these characters are too self-aware now. and who tf is...oh! nothing. I was this close to acknowledging that thing. I''m mentally exhausted now. even though there''s 40 minutes left before my timer ends. So, I''ll go rest. Before I go, "Nothing! You hear me, right! Always remember that I love you. You''re my favorite character in this entire novel bullshit. Only you, you can ask me any one thing, and I''ll freaking change the whole plot for that. But, I can say this because I know you''re neutral. And, still chose to protect me at the end. Is this what''s called destiny? i met nothing through my destiny? anyway...see ya..somewhere in the next week. --------------------------------4x-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ended--------------here--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 5 Chapter 5 [24 march,2025] Next week, My Foot! I''m back again, two days later. When can I actually wait for a whole week? I''m getting too impatient here. Time Passed. That''s what I''ve said if, the whole concept of time and space was not destroyed. Remember that mother Sati will be inside the heaven in a single moment, It is I, who is keeping her that moment to come to existence by dragging the chapters as I introduce the victims of my attention seeking personality. Okay! I''ve said before that the kings of these two realms were someone worthy of being kings of these two realms, right? Let''s introduce them and their anxiety in this chapter. As we''ve seen in the human fantasy, the true heaven and hell and the kings who rule them are totally different from what we''ve been taught from human point of view. These realms of hell and heaven are way too complex for someone lazy or greedy to rule over for eternity. There are not choosing of king here. They just existed for the sake of ruling it one day. They are wise beings who are way too respectful from the author''s point of view. Let''s introduce them. From the moment infinity existed (I don''t know what that mean either.) , Mother Sati created things that she wanted, because she got bored of existing alone. She created complex mechanisms for life and death. She created a system to create an equilibrium for that and two wise rulers who could maintain that said equilibrium. She was way too bored with existing alone, so she went and created a universe for that and made the life in it so mysterious that even she would take some time to find out about things, you know, to pass time. Then, she went and copy pasted these said universe and systems multiple times. Hmm..If i were to give the amount of copy paste a number, it would be around 49% of eternity. That much copies. Then, she felt bad for making so many copies and one single original universe. So, she went and destroyed the original and gave the energy and experience she got from destroying the originals, to the copies..making all of them a part of the original universe. She, then bestowed them, with the ability to grow by themselves. and the potential to rebel against her. And, she chose two kings to control and manage all these tedious tasks to govern the system of equilibrium, as the system had its own will.. Those two kings were created wise enough to understand their place in the world and heat resistant enough to bear with her aura during the board meeting held every half of the infinity. (I know, don''t ask.) Those two entities were the king of heaven and hell. King of Heaven : Altzar. Why is this his name? Because the author felt like it. He''s a wise king, who''s cold hearted and calculates everything before taking any action.(I know, I''m making him this op, but will this poor stupid me be able to take care of him in the future? I highly doubt that. So, forgive me for the future mistakes as I''m not smart enough to make him stay smart.) He loves chocolate ice-cream for some reason. He''s loyal to his mother. {Hey, Hey} *A sudden voice came outside of the laptop. (I''m too lazy to write the he forgot everything and act like it''s his first time again...act. So, bear with me with that, and let''s continue from the point past the basic tedious skit.) Author : What? You''re Altzar? The character I just created? Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit. Altzar : Yes. and why tf are you giving me that boring explanation which doesn''t give a shit about my nature, character and personality. You rounded up everything in two simple words. Are you sure you know the vocabulary to use while introducing someone? Are you sure you''re literate enough? Autor: Hey, don''t go there. I try to keep my lines simple, full of emotions rather than tough words which sound cool. I can use tough words too, you know..I just don''t use them as they don''t pass the feelings I possess while writing them. Altzar : Liar, Liar. Gonna catch a financial fire... Author : Hey, you crazy ass fictional delusional fker...Don''t go cursing me with that god mouth of yours...You want an intro..fine..let''s do that..but, don''t you dare make me broke...with your stupid ass powers.... Altzar : When did I say I was cursing? Hmm.. That''s not a bad idea by the way... *fades away....the pc went blank and the things written which introduced the crazy ass fker...were no longer there. King of Heaven: Author : Crazy bastard from my delulu... (this time, the author''s memory was not erased for some reason...and nobody seemed to noticed that yet.) (and, the Altzar which came this time, was not the one which chatted with him before..) King of Heaven : Sati, The Singularity, created a entity from her wisdom. In the blink of an eye, and Man in this early 30s was created. His physical features? Too lazy to describe, so imagine on your on.. The man was named Altzar, The King of Heaven. He was a part of the singularity''s wisdom. He knew why he was created the moment he was created. He knew his purpose. He was neither good nor evil. He had a single goal. To manage the eternity created by his mother, The Singularity itself. He knew what his mother was thinking from the start. He knew how to appease her boredom from the moment he was born. That''s why, he created eartH. He created a room, a comfy warm coloured room with Japanese style table in the middle...where the heater is inside (too lazy to research..go find it on your own.). He created her a comfy bed, a dancing chair and a TV like thingy which broadcasted all the events that ever happened, is happening right now, or will happen in the future. He requested Sati to kindly wait for him, as he goes and creates more things for her amusement. And, Altzar..then created Life... which could be considered entertaining from a god''s perspective. He created fun, struggle. He created emotions. King of Hell : In that comfy room, provided by her creation.. Sati relaxed. She now knew the meaning and joy of slacking off and just enjoying things for the fun of it. She was happy. But she knew that her son was too powerful for his own good. She knew the need for balance. That''s why she created Arya. The King of Hell. Arya was born from the perception of Sati, The singularity. She also knew why she was created. So that''s why, she went to the comfy bed of her mother, and slept beside her..and started watching the TV with her..She created an item called PopCorn to just time pass while they watch Altzar make a mess with a proud face. This was fun for them. And both mother and daughter knew that. And time passed. When she saw that it''s time for her to take care of the important things now, She kissed her mother''s cheek and said her goodbye, as she knew she was not going to meet her for a long time now. The face of Sati was surprised. as she felt this strange happiness from a small gesture. Arya went outside the room, and as soon as she came outside, the room disappeared. She showed a sad face, but she quickly got back up as She knew the reason for her existence and the thing her creator wanted from her. Arya was created to take care of the mess made by her brother. She was supposed to bring the eternity, which was going off balance now, even though there has been a few days since Altzar was born, he was too immersed in providing comfort for his mother, that he just created billions of universes in the matter of mere moments. And what about the complexity and the details needed for the existence of life? Who cares about all that, he gave all of them, a will to live and the ability to grow..and said, it''ll be fine as long as they evolve based on their environments. Arya knew that it wasn''t enough. Her brother was smart. But, his flaw was that, he was too immersed in his role of the creator that he forgot that he was the manager as well. So, Arya was supposed to balance the eternity with her perseverance ( I don''t know what that means, but it sounds cool..so who cares.). And that''s how, the King of heaven who created things and The king of hell who managed things..were born to existence. And now, after a whole eternity has passed, they saw their pissed mother coming towards them with a face full of anger, and the fun fact was that they were not at fault here. They had never considered any rebelious thought towards their mother. They knew they had the potenital to oppose her..but, they were wiser enough to know what''s what. But, this time..Both siblings were debating what went wrong...and where...(these guys don''t know the existence of ''that thing'' yet...as it''s something truly op riveling the singularity itself.) And, that''s it for the intro of the gods. Now, Let''s bring back the angry mother to punish her elder son''s to do something which harmed their youngest sibling. TO BE CONTINUED....