《The Unnamed God. I’m Really Not A God You Guys !》The Unnamed God. I'm Really Not A God You Guys !
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5 More minutes. I nestle myself under the cover enjoying the delicate touch of the duvet on my skin. I can sense gentle light falling upon my closed eyelids. This is bliss. I can hear the soft sound of water flowing in the background. What can I say, the faucet is leaking again …oh well. I wonder how long I have until my alarm clock ends this bliss. Let's just enjoy the moment. Carpe Diem bitches. Wait …. Light? I live in a basement. There isn't supposed to be any window. What is happening? Looking around …I'm in some kind of luxurious room. Moon tapestry … It wasn't a dream?!
I get out of bed in shock. OH SHIT, WHAT DO I DO NOW! I GOTTA GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THIS CRAZY ASS PLACE! I see the door! I start running …then stop. I remember what happened last time I thoughtlessly crossed a door.
There are 2 doors in fact. One in the corner and one straight in front. Why is it always 2 doors? Is there some kind of meaning to this? What about the windows? I seem to be higher up. Outside in the distance, I see stone walls and guards. I'm in some kind of castle. Calm down. I feel fine. My fingers …are alright? What is happening?
Before I blacked out, I got toyed with. Wait, in the end, that guard got killed! The man that came at the end probably brought me here to rest. But I'm fairly sure this is a bastion of the Lunar Goddess given the decoration and all. I don't seem to be in immediate danger in any case. I need more info.
"I see you are up already my Lord!"
The door in the corner is open. There stands the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Silver hair. Long and shiny. Amethyst eyes. Red luscious lips. Perky breasts. Slender hips. Thighs to die for. But why is she naked? And why am I naked?
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"My Lord, you seem curious about many things. It is your first time in the Moon Keep after all."
She flashes me the most radiant smile and comes closer. She gently caresses my chest, closes in and I can feel her warm breath on my ear as she murmurs:
"My Lord, how about I show you the extent of the hospitality reserved for one as noble as yourself. For you are the champion chosen by the Lunar Goddess and serving you is my greatest wish."
Needless to say, a passionate and long discussion about the meaning of life ensued. The kind of discussion that can only be had between 2 consenting individuals.
****
Jokes aside a discussion is all that happened. First, I don't know anything about this world. Second, I'm only getting royal treatment because of my mistaken identity.
At first, I was panicked. Two days until the appearance of the real champion was stressing me out. Turns out that my situation isn't as bad as it seems. That cultivator will arrive in 2 months. Well minus the time I already spent here which accounts for about a day. The goddess sent an oracle about it a while ago, or so I was told.
Because the timing of my apparition didn't match, I was deemed a trespasser. That's why the bloodthirsty guard, may his soul suffer in hell, treated me like that. So, while I still need to find a way out, I do have some time remaining.
About this oracle thing, it's a message from a god to their followers. While it sounds simple, the process is actually extremely complicated. It rarely happens. Something about the earth realm and the god realm being in different planes of existence. Well either way I'm glad the Goddess for sure won't bother sending one about me.
So turns out when I got interrogated and told them about being summoned by the Lunar Bitch that second guard went to the head honcho of the cult. The dude came himself and dealt with the offender. The punishment for that being cleaved in half. Kinda brutal if you ask me. Wonder what it would be for someone posing as a champion *shudder*0_0. Obviously, no one would ever attempt that!
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As far as this sect goes everything is determined by power. The stronger you are the better the benefits. Of course, any of the powerhouse groomed are absolutely loyal. In fact, occupying a position of power requires a soul oath. Betrayal means instant annihilation. Below that are the normal cultists. Treated well in most times, but their lives are disposable for the greater cause. And by a greater cause, it could be as simple as to get slightly more income for the sect. Then there are the common folks that pay tribute for the right to live a free life. Lastly, slaves. Weak slaves work in the mines or the fields. Usually taken from the area of enemy gods or simply poor ghosts that couldn't make a living otherwise. Stronger ones are used as meat shields or in death squads. Perfect for beheading operations in war.
The doctrine of this place is something along the line of dedicating yourself to the Lunar goddess is the greatest joy in one's life. Yep a bunch of crazies all living to the wiles of their god.
What is most disturbing is that apparently, it is similar everywhere. The whole fucking world! Each god has its own area of power. Thus laws, culture, way of life are all dictated by power-hungry beings that live in another dimension.
The earth realm is one big fucking playground for gods. How crazy is that! And for these guys, that's just normal!
That leaves me with one goal! Get somewhere far away from here and settle in the territory of a slightly more sane god.
Only issue is that I'm pretty weak. Seems the way to quantify power here is the same as the crystal ball that the goddess used. Your strength as an individual is associated with the highest value between your physique and spirit. That is of course assuming one has the proper technique to unleash these capabilities fully. A martial artist without a weapon or a mage without the knowledge of any mystical offensive technique…. both would fail. You get the gist of it.
So, a breakdown of power levels would be.
1: Anywhere between a normal villager and a normal guard
2: Strong enough to be a captain
3: Strong enough to be a general
4: Strong enough to be the head of a faction
5: Legendary level, it's arguable if these guys exist and are still humans. Apparently historically most that did attain this level were champions specially chosen by deities.
I'd be an impressive 1.
What am I gonna do seriously….?
"My Lord I brought you some clothes "
While I was daydreaming the lady from earlier comes back with a red robe with a full moon design in the back. Oh yeah, apparently, she is called Luna … talk about original. Luna follower of the lunar goddess. That young lady is surprisingly as strong as that cultivator guy.
"With this everyone will recognize you as a core member of the sect. Because of the full moon. To have the right to wear one means being superior to all but the sect master and the goddess herself !"
Wait! Doesn't that mean that guard from before…. was a general?! They killed a fucking general for my sake!?
"Tonight you'll dine with the sect master !"
Wait what ?! WHAAT!
"Follow me my Lord I'll guide you"
I'M FUCKED !!!!!
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