《Origin of death》Chapter 12: Avatars
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"Time for a break"
Amirel says and sighs while sitting down for a break. He doesn't need it because of exhaustion but simply to take care of his mental state. His body might not be tired but he might go crazy from all the memories of those souls he judged.
But that doesn't mean that he is doing nothing. During that break concentrates on collecting a death essence scattered nearby that is left by souls that disappear after their trial. The more essence he has the stronger he becomes.
|Well, after all, you've been doing nothing but judging for almost 10 years.|
He goes into deep thought. He is not able to determine properly a passage of time in his realm. The reason is that there is no moon and day-night cycle in here.
He reminds himself about his champion.
"Oh. Longer than I thought. So my champion should have his ceremony in a few days. So how many points do I have now."
|Yep. By the way, you have collected about 10 thousand points.|
He thought that his time and effort were not wasted after all and he decides to not spend this point right now but to amass even more before using them. Right now he does not know almost anything about managing this realm and with that, he does not know what would be the best option to spend them on.
While having a break he decides to talk a little bit to the system.
"All in all, I would like to see this ceremony. It's a little pity that I'm trapped here."
As death itself Amirel is not able to leave his realm. It's not that he can't but shouldn't because such an act could destroy the balance of the world which might cause long term damage to the environment and many other things. Besides that, it would cause order to hate him and Amirel want to be on foot terms with the others.
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|Haha. You can go only not personally.|
Amirel was shocked. Such a thing should not be possible by any means, his presence alone could turn forests full of life into desolate and infertile land.
"What do you mean by that?"
He could swear that he heard system giggle a little bit.
|You can make an avatar.|
This topic got him interested.
"What is it?"
|In a sense, the second body. Thanks to this you will be able to be in the world of living without leaving this place.|
"Cost?"
|2000|
At this, he just waves his hand and says.
"Expensive. It won't be worth it."
In his opinion, it's too costly. Avatar will have the body of one of the races that live on the planet so he will it will be mortal, in other words, it will be weak and will also die after a few decades or hundreds of years for him it's too fast.
'It is much better to keep these points and use them for something much more useful.'
|Quite the opposite. Your avatar is a member of your chosen race. In short, you can choose the undead, so you will have an infinite life expectancy so the 2,000 will not be wasted. And by the way, you will have some fun, your avatar will start at level 1 so you will be able to accumulate strength just like any other mortal man. And even if your avatar dies at some point, nothing will happen, you just have to make a new one.|
'Well, I don't have anything to spend those points, for now, either way.'
"All right, then."
Then Amirel decides to inform Delphyne about this plan.
[Hey, mate, what's up?]
'Ugh...I almost forgot how he is'
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"Hello. Okay, listen, here's the thing..."
Then he explains the whole plan to him. Origin says it's a great idea and he will also contact nature and talk to her about that.
After a few hours with the help of the system, Amirel managed to create an avatar. The process consists of two parts. The first one is to make the body on the basis of one of the existing races and adjusting its appearance. The second is to divide a creator's soul into two parts, one bigger than the other. For other gods, it could be a slightly difficult task, but considering his domain it is something very simple for me. The larger part stays in the main body, and the smaller part goes to the avatar. Both parts regenerate automatically with time thanks to divine energy. He created an adult undead male. He has white long hair, grey eyes and a short beard. He is almost 2 meters tall with a slim body structure. He dressed him in ordinary robes, mainly to not stand out, as the avatar will not be very strong at the beginning.
When he finishes the whole process, Amirel sends him to the realm of the living to the place where he is supposed to meet the avatars of the other origins.
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