Chapter 1: Prologue

[Third POV]

In the void, a mortal being is constantly ripped apart by the nothingness. But each time it seems as if he will die, his body miraculously comes back together. He has been here for who knows how long. This mortal's name is Samuru Toshiro, and before all this, he was just a 19-year-old college student.

"Ha-ha, he has undoubtedly left me alone in the universe, where not even Death resides," said Samuru. "Not even Death would want to stay in a place with no souls."

[?? Years Ago, December 27, 2016]

"Samuru Toshiro. Is there anyone with that name here?" asked Professor DeMarco.

"Yes. I am right here," replied Samuru.

Some of you might be thinking, "Ugh, another Japanese person," but I’m an African American born in America. My parents thought it would be amazing if I had a Japanese name, but it only made me a target for bullies when I was younger. My goal was to major in Neuroscience and minor in Psychology, but that dream ended quickly.

"There’s someone outside who would like to—" said the Professor, but he was interrupted by a box screen that appeared in front of everyone.

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*You have ten seconds to make a choice. Would you like to transfer to a universe that is perfect for you? Keep in mind that nothing comes without danger. Time Starts Now!*

Yes | No

Of course, I chose "No," thinking most sentient beings would do the same, but I was completely wrong. After ten seconds, everything disappeared. And when I say everything, I mean everything—even the clothes I was wearing were gone. Soon another box popped up.

*Current Presence(s) = 1*

'Ugh, why the hell did I pick "no"?' Samuru thought as he peered into the void. He couldn’t speak since there was no air, only nothingness. Immediately, he felt excruciating pain as his body was ripped apart piece by piece. In moments, he was nothing but a soul.

'Am I going to die?' he thought as the void was just about to shred his last part, but shockingly, his body became whole once again.

'Not even Death is present in the emptiness,' he thought. The process repeated over and over again.

[?? Years Later. Present Time.]

*Crack*

'Shh, did you hear that?' a voice echoed in Samuru's head.

'Who’s there?! Is someone here?' he thought, looking around the void in search of the voice.

"It has finally happened," said a different voice.

He looked around, trying to find the source of the voice, but it seemed to come from everywhere, making it impossible to determine whether it was male or female.

'Stop looking around. You're making yourself look crazy,' said the voice in Samuru's head.

"He has finally gone mad," said the different voice. "I am right over here."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the void moved like a curtain, revealing a humanoid figure. Behind the figure were smaller humanoids.

"I have long since forgotten my real name, so I am known as Origin. I am male, by the way. And those behind me," Origin said, gesturing to those in the back, "they are not as old as me, so they have names, but they are known as the Watchers."

'Origin mustn't be using his brain if he expects you to talk to him through the void,' said the voice in his head.

'Yeah, he mustn't be,' thought Samuru.

"Well, you know I can read your mind, right?" Origin replied.

'What? How can he do that? He must be a god or something,' said the voice.

"I am a being above gods, so mind reading a mortal is a simple task," said Origin.

'So, what do you want with me?' Samuru thought.

"Well, I—we—have been watching you for many years. Today marks the one millionth year you’ve been abandoned in the void. I must say, you have a keen mind if it took that long to break," said Origin.

'One million years... Holy hell, how am I still sane?' Samuru thought.

'Yeah, how are we still sane?' replied the voice in his head.

"The division has been perfect," said one of the Watchers.

"Well, back to the reason I’m here. I would like to ask whether or not you—" said Origin before being interrupted.

'I accept,' exclaimed Samuru as a grin spread across his face.

"You don’t even know what it is," said Origin.

'I know, but I also know I would finally be able to leave this place,' thought Samuru.

"As I was saying, I would like you to become a god. You can become a god of two domains. Now, what would you like to be?" he asked.

'Hmm, let me think,' thought Samuru as time passed swiftly. 'Okay, I’ve decided. I would like the domains of Creation and Magic.'

"Excellent choice. That will allow you to be automatically… How would you like your new body to look?" asked Origin.

'I would like to have a changeable body size. My skin should contain a universe, my hair should reach down to my waist, and my facial appearance should change to whatever the person looking at me thinks is most beautiful,' said Samuru. 'Wait, I have a question. Is the world I’m going to have an RPG system?'

"No, it does not," replied Origin.

'Can I have an RPG system?' he asked.

"Sure, why not," answered Origin.

*RPG System Installed*

"That should be all for now. I will send you off," said Origin as he waved his hand and sent Samuru away, but something stayed behind.

'Why didn’t you send me away with him?' asked the voice that was formerly inside Samuru’s head.

"Well, I’d like to give you a chance as well, but this time your class is already predetermined. You will be the Destruction to his Creation. I also bestow upon you the name Iovis," said Origin as he waved his hand again and sent Iovis toward the world. He then proceeded to snap his fingers.

"That should do it. Now Samuru and Iovis will not remember that they were once the same. Time for us to go and watch their journey," said Origin as the curtain of the void came to a close.