《Bacterium》Chapter 1 Prologue-The God of Gropers
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So this is my firs ever story that ill write(its a long test drive which i hope will turn out well and give me the experience to help me create my most epic story thats been brewing for years) so i hope you point out any typos and help me improve my writing style because hey,you gotta start somewhere.
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So where do i begin in this whirl pool of time,where everything has started.Where my destiny was dragged around into a mess
and it allowed me to view the world for what it is.Something that would make religions,countries and legends crumble.
I will begin from the end............the end of my life.
It all began in my apartment and me playing games on my laptop while eating,and while playing my favorite rpg. I swung at the bandit slashing across his chest blocked his next attack with my shield swapped my sword for an touch spell and dodged his strike
only for him to spin his whole body mid-swing following me like a homing missile and smashing his hammer in my face. Anger made my vein to pop,remembering how i forgot to install a mod for the game to make it more realistic allowing me to actually dodge
and in my anger i violently munched on some chips aaaaaaaaaaand i died.Quite stupid realy , but i had no regrets at least i was hoping my next life to be more something than this one,i mean the only thing i ever did was see everything gray, no black and no white.
So when take a step back to view the bigger picture of life try not to trip.
Now you might think "now that you are dead where does the story go" Well after the shocking and suffocating and feeling your
body grow numb and cold and lights out (though i was playing at around 10pm)
I felt at peace,for the fist time in my life truly at peace.And as i was starting to wonder whats going on here i felt a warm flow of.....of.....something and had the urge to follow it.As i got closer the flow got warmer and the feeling of familiarity took over like i was here before.Feeling like something was giving me a nice cold shower while riding along the warm stream and my mind slowly merging with it with every second my feeling of self was disparaging,i knew my ego was being reset ,my achievements erased(like i had any) and my memories vanished one by one,i relived my life in a moment.As i was becoming at peace with the end something grabbed me,something cold,well nothing evil thats for sure,the cold reminded me of bucket of cold for "good morning". And thats wasn't the worst that surprised me the most was when the hand grabbed,I felt like a sphere.The next moment was just
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simple and unending darkness.Slowly my sense of individuality and memories returned bit by bit kind like i found something i had previously lost.The darkness began doting with lights one after the other,slowly it began looking more and more like the night sky.As i was enjoying the view i heard a light voice behind me.
"Gretings Mr.Darwin"-Lorelion
As i turned around i saw a creature with unique physique,slim arms and legs,tall with elongated head tree digits on each of its four limbs and a
long tail with a spike at the end,covered by something dark and hard looking.Yet didnt seem influence its movement one bit it, as it walked in the
the space infront of me.Its overall look screamed speed and stealth, a hunter.It had godlike aura that demanded respect and worship and radiated
calmness.
"I am the god of evolution Lorelion. Well in my world anyway"-Voice
As i blinked(or the stars did)his looks changed into a behemoth of a monster.About twice the size of the previous one.Arms and legs as thick as trees,reddish skin with bulging muscles everywhere,a humanoid head without hair with two set of insectoid eyes,the second one was on the temple and horns coming out of its forehead and elbows.This beats looked bread for strength endurance and war.His aura grew with blood thirst and ferocity crushing the
calmness
"I have brought you here to help with a certain task,befitting of your knowledge and talents"-Lorelion
His appearance changed again to something like a black lightbulb with four insectoid legs,and yet it was glowing slightly.No idea what it represents,
i sucked at art class due to my lack of skills,or so they say.I was a picaso with the pencil, i was also decent with photoshop and other visual editor tools in order to color my drawing on my pc but other that that and some basic sculpturing i was barely able to pass.This time it was like the rage of the aura was brought under control with pure will and control.
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"............."-Me
"You will be partaking in a.......is there a problem Mr.Darwin?"-Lorelion
"Do you want the good news or the bad ones first?"-Me
"Ummm.....the good one?"-Lorelion
"The good news is the bad news suck only for you.The bad news is i'm not Darwin"-Me
"Mr.Darwin you must be confused, it happends every now and then,when someone is taken from the river of life a bit late.Part of their existence cannot be retrieved,happily the cleaning of the soul starts from your earliest recorded existence so at best only the first few years of
your childhood will be missing,namely the ones that correspond to the name of oneself identity,in short the inability to connect the name in you posses to you self.But it still should be flowing somewhere in there "-Lorelion
This time his figure became a dragon of some kind. Something between an European and Asian dragon,weird looking too complex to describe!As for the aura it was full of pride , dominance , grace and power.
"......that explains why i cant remember my name.But thats not the reason why i said I'm not Darwin from what i recall, with you being
the god of evolution and needing someone with talents for you to be of use,the Darwin i know was born in early XIX century and died at the
end of it and during his lifetime and after it he was ridiculed about his theories of evolution.And that knowledge i got from class in
school for the record"-Me
"....................for real?"-Lorelion
This time he didn't change shape he just stood there frozen in place.Go figure why.
"Damn it and to hell with it!!"-Lorelion
As he cursed he changed shape in to a 10-year old boy with a white tunic and white linen..well shorts i think.He had white blond hair blue eyes and a round face.His shifting godlike power never to be seen.Replaced with the playful glow of a child.He started trowing
what looked like a tantrum.The darkness shattered enveloping everything in a warm light.
"What am i going to do everything failed,i will probably will be striped of my godhood and turned into a mortal but also made for a laughing stock
for the whole world.I'm toast. I shouldn't have left them to provoke me into participating and even betting my godhood.............."-Lorelion
Seeing how the mighty have fallen i began to think on my current situation and decided to anazlyze everything calmly.
[A god has ripped me from the natural flow of time and I'm not the person he needs,so why is he panicking like there is no tomorrow? Aren't gods supposed to be omnipotent or something?.....oh no please tell me its not what i think it is!!]-Me
"Ok....so how about you put me back where you found me and search a bit over one century back on the time line you should find Darwin there."-Me
He looked at me apologetically and said
"I'm sorry but i can't"-Lorelion
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