Prologue
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Neal
Well….looks like I’m dead huh?
“Obviously, since those who are still living cannot be brought here.”
Huh?
Who’s there?
“Oh sorry about that.”
“I am a god of Etaroth, a world neighbouring yours.”
Wait what?
So there are other worlds?
“Yes, there a lot more, but that is currently not important. I have to confirm this, so can I ask you this?”
Okay?
“You are Neal Woods, right?”
Yeah.
“Father, an eccentric billionaire and mother died at birth?”
…….Yeah.
“Sorry. What I brought you here for is to make you an offer.”
An offer?
“Yes, you see, on Etaroth, us Gods are allowed to interfere more than the Gods on Earth because the innate magic on Etaroth is much stronger than on Earth.”
“This makes it so that when divine magic is used, there is less consequences.”
Okay, I’m following you so far.
“So, It became a norm for us Gods to have champions to watch over the world to reduce how much damage we cause on the world.”
So you want me to be a Champion?
“Yes.”
Alright then.
“….To be honest, I thought that you would at least hesitate.”
Are you kidding me?
Earth was boring. I can’t even do anything with my father making me bring a literal army along when I go outside. Hell, it was so boring that it got to the point that I was suicidal.
“Wow, anyway, you are going to be sent to Etorath the same way as every other Champion. You will start at level 1 as whatever race your god picked for you.”
Alright then, what am I going to be?
“Not telling you.”
What.
“With that out of the way, sayonara!”
Hey!
"I hope you enjoy Etorath!"
- Writer
