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The only one whom I actually allowed to have my work on his website is Armaell who invested the time to compile them into pdf.

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So here I lie, coughing up blood and with a broken body. I don't think that I will make it much longer as my vision is already blurry.

Strange ….. somehow I thought dying like this would hurt more, but it feels more like slowly drifting away. And this happening to ME! A God!

Nonono, don't think of me as a maniac. I am really one of those supposed all powerful omnipotent beings.

Though like you see...... even gods can be wounded or killed by other gods, half-gods or other extremely powerful mythical beings.

And that's what happened to me! I had a big argument with another god in this realm. The two of us are like fire and water.

I stood for magic and change. His divinity is rooted in order and everlasting continuity. So I am like pure Chaos or the Devil himself to him.

So by his orders, his followers continued to kill or enslave my worshippers, negating my divinity and other stuff that's pretty offensive to a god like myself.

At first we interfered with the world just though our divine rules, given out to the people who believe in us.

Then he started to give out powers to his champions. I retaliated by doing the same and taking some actions by myself.

Just smiting some of his followers, who desecrated one of my temples. Those guys had the best faces ever when I came upon them.

Ever had an angry god coming for you?

Well .... to make a long story short. My sworn enemy did the same and so on. It was a slowly developing process over several hundreds of years.

It all resulted in a big ugly holy war around the whole world. Our followers got really into it and did some things even we were horrified by.

People can be real monsters!

In the end we both took matters into our own hands personally.

The bastard had it coming, I tell ya! We had a good fight with each other. To the mortals of this realm it must have felt like Armageddon, Ragnarok or the Apocalypse.

We rearranged some mountain ranges, flattened others or threw up some new continents. A part of this one is now open ocean.

Hahaha *cough* shit I hate the taste of blood.

I never liked the bastard. The best thing that would happen with both of us in the same room is screaming and insults from the first moment on.

Oh, its so dark. I think I will sleep for a while.

…. “up!”....

-PAIN-

“Wake up! Or I will kick u again ASSHAT!”

I open my eyes, “Oh Seria!”, *cough*

“You here? If that does mean that the other gods have decided to take action then you guys are way toooo late. We are done already.” *cough**cough*

“Kyaaa! Look what you have done to my dress! Stop spitting around blood while talking!”

*cough*, “I am sorry, but I think that's not within my control, I will wipe it off from you.”, I raise a bloody hand and get kicked again! It HURTS!

“Ugh, and there I wanted to use my last bit of magic to cast a cleaning spell on you.....”

Seria seems to be pissed. I guess its justified. After all she is some sort of goddess of life and death in this realm.

We sure just gave her a great headache by creating something on the scale of a mass extinction event.

“Keep your magic to yourself! You have to live long enough for me to tell you guys the divine judgement of the gods for what you pulled down here Ascathon!

Where have you left Myrm by the way, I have to judge him too!”

Yeah.... Seria sure is pissed. And when I tell her about Myrm she will be raging......

“I think over at that mountain range are so*cough* ...some of his guts. And somewhere above the Serkment Sea he lost his left arm.

And when I last saw him I got him point blank with my best offensive Magic. Blew him to bits..... can search for his parts in that direction.”,

I point somewhere to my left.

Well Seria sure has an ugly job before her, if she has to reassemble Myrm. Not that its possible to do so, I made sure of that.

“I am not talking about his body! The parts can rot where they lie for all I care.

I am talking about his Soul! What did you do with it?! I can't sense it any more.”

-Seria

“Sliced it to pieces and tossed it outside our realm. Will take an eternity to heal unless someone finds the pieces and puts them back together. Hrhrhr” *cough*

Fucking blood! Why can I cough so much blood, I am sure there can't be much more.

Well so you guys understand too. Here some facts:

You can't really kill anyone! Souls are immortal. The most you can do is damaging them, so it takes longer for them to reincarnate into the next life.

The River of Souls is the great Void between Worlds or Dimensions. Call it what you want.

Its filled with the Souls of people who aren't currently alive. They just float there, dormant and sleeping.

Some maybe forever, while they forget more and more of the time, in which, they were alive.

And maybe if they are lucky, they drift near one of those countless worlds and get sucked in, being reborn into a new life.

The faster you are reborn, the more you can remember of your previous life.

So either you are reborn fast, or you have a very strong soul, so you can endure the eternity of drifting without forgetting anything.

I am the second kind, just you know! Wasn't always a god. Everyone has to climb the ladder of power, but that's a story for another time.

“Great! So you really tried to dispose of him for good. It will take some time to bring him to judgement.” -Seria

“What? Didn't you hear? I minced him and tossed his pieces into -”

“Oh shut up! Didn't YOU hear? The Council of Gods has judged your case and will give you guys divine punishment.

If necessary all the gods in the whole multiverse will act to piece Myrm together,

if only to tell him that he gets his soul cut to pieces and tossed into the River of Souls.

Thats how Divine Judgements work. HEY! Don't slumber off!”

Urgh, I got kicked again. Damn I begin to hate that goddess. Almost managed to drift of. Why does it take this fucking body so long to die.

I don't even have the power for an answer. Why did the fucking Council even give a shit about what we were doing.

They shouldn't care what happens to a single world in the multiverse normally.....

“Whatever. I'll just get it over with you first. Ascathon, God of the Realm of Nashok, Divine Being of Magic, Divine ….ah and so on and so forth, you know the rest.

The Council has found you guilty of bringing great unnecessary suffering over the lesser beings you were put in charge of.

So you get stripped of all of your divinity and will be reborn into a place where you can learn from your mistakes and reflect on what you have done.

So I cast you out into River of Souls to a proper place of punishment.

Puh! What a uselessly long speech, don't you think so too? Hey? Are you ...........”

Oh, by all the gods let me die already before this barbaric woman kicks me again!

I will not reflect in the least, even if they send me through a million of the worst reincarnations they can come up with!