Thank you for the comment's guys im reading them all even if i dont reply. :) ch 3 may be out in a few hours or tommorow. but for now enjoy Ch 2 ^^

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"--I’m trying to piece together what happened after the pain vanished from my body. I’m a little dumbstruck, considering I couldn’t move any of my limbs before, but here I am perfectly fine. Well, I guess being completely naked is a little embarrassing. I remember on Vega IX I had to commando it after a rebel faction surprised us when I was in the shower. Ahh...good times but I guess I should continue on. I’m not sure where I am exactly other than a somewhat bright white room... I think whoever made this needs to fire their interior designer.--"

A voice echoed softly in reply to his personal thoughts. "I heard that. I’m sure it’s not that bad."

"Ah...there it is again, that creepy voice. It has a ghostly, yet powerful way of speaking. Somewhat intimidating, I must say. He must have been watching me but, hmm, mind reading." Avrin spoke to himself plainly, as the voice could obviously read his mind. He then rubbed the top of his head, his hair ruffling slightly.

"So, I’m sure you’re the one who saved me, as well as took away the pain. That, I’m grateful for...but I’ve been here for a little bit now and I’m over this situation. I don’t like being naked in a white room, it makes me feel like I’m being experimented on."

To Avrin’s surprise the voice replied “I see. I knew I should have moved on with our conversation, but I wanted you to become used to being alive again. I suppose it wasn’t necessary since you were only dead for a few seconds."

Avrin's eyes widened at the last words. The voice spoke in a manner that made it seem quite uninterested, as if he was used to situations such as this. This made Avrin more cautious. He had been in the military for quite a long time and conducted many interrogations of prisoners, as well as being interrogated by the enemy.

Emotionless or not, he could tell the voice wasn’t lying. He also felt a weird sense, as if reassuring him it was the truth. "Great," he spoke out softly. “Now I’m dealing with someone who can bring the dead back to life. I’m sure many people would think magic, but I thought we were over that way of thinking." Avrin pondered the situation carefully.

"Would you like me to inform you of what happened, what is going on, and who I am?" the voice calmly asked. Avrin listened, before nodding. It seemed that all three questions were ones he was going to ask anyway. It was somewhat creepier that the person behind all this came up with the three questions Avrin surely wanted, before even he had time to think them up.

"Well then, before I do…" A small bright light encircled Avrin before dissipating just as quick as it had engulfed him. After it had all but completely left Avrin was covered in a white shirt, white trousers, and what seemed to him to be like some sort of slippers. "You should be more comfortable in that." Avrin chuckled quietly to himself. Again the voice had somehow managed to read his mind about the clothing, before he even had time to ask. Was it intentional or just pure luck? He refocused after hearing the sound of the voice.

"During your trial, you died. There is no other way to put it. But I brought you here, instead of letting your spirit move on. As for why I brought you back, it is because your species has been doing so well that they have all but forgotten me, minus a select few who continue to worship me. I had intended to let the apocalypse happen but I felt that humanity had slowly begun to show that they were learning to do better and I decided to postpone it for a few thousand years and not cancel it out completely, as I am saddened that I have been nearly forgotten."

Avrin was a military commander, a genius in his field, hardworking, intelligent, a brilliant tactician, and a black belt in Aikido, but the words the voice spoke made him feel as if he was too dumb to understand it. But he slowly pieced it together before widening his eyes at his own answer.

"S-surely you’re not saying that you...."

Before he could fully speak the words on his mind, the voice spoke out and interrupted. "It’s exactly as you’re about to say. I am him, he is me, there is only me and no other. The creator. I am creation and creation beyond creation. I.....am God.”

Avrin began to rub the sides of his head, as it had begun to hurt. Surely this being was not lying, but why did he find it hard to believe? Half of him told him he was telling the truth, the other half couldn’t understand it. There was no ounce of him that thought he was lying, the only doubt came from an inability to understand, so Avrin quickly moved on to ease his mental pain. "Why am I here....surely one of the millions that I killed would of been better than me. I’m sure you know that I am a murderer, apparently." Avrin couldn’t help but laugh to himself, it also helped ease the pain.

"True, you did indeed kill millions, but you also saved billions. Still, taking a life is a sin no matter how justifiable. If you were smarter, you would have realized that the virus, over the span of its years, has shown a weakness to Lithithied dark matter. I even tried hard to make it obvious to you. Somewhat disappointing, though, that in the end you didn’t pick up on the clues. Well, I knew you wouldn’t, but still disappointing." Avrin sunk to his knees, as he did indeed remember some occurrences of it being eradicated, but he had not known the cause.

In that near instant, he remembered that in 100% of those cases it was around the presence of Lithithied dark matter cores used in Energy cores of facilities, as well as large battleships. He placed his hands on the side of his head as his eyes began to shake violently. "T-then I could have saved those lives. How could I miss it? They were right! I am a monster!" Avrin felt a more sorrowful surge of emotions, as his heart felt like it would fall through his body with the guilt and weight of the lives he had purged.

"Do not despair, Avrin." The voice spoke his name for the first time. Avrin looked up, somewhat unimpressed because he most likely already knew the being knew his name and it already read his mind before. God is God after all. "If you were to discover a cure, you would have been ordered to purge the infected because it would have been too late to administer the cure and they would still have blamed you. You simply choose the shortest path to death."

Avrin took in the words of the being and clenched his fists into a tight ball, the skin on his hands turning a pale white as he listened to those words. It seemed the higher-ups didn’t really care if those people died, but a cure was found and they needed a scapegoat to keep their position and cut the cause of riots from the stem if they had ordered him to purge them. Avrin, doing what he did, took the personal path. They couldn’t have been happier. It saved them time and in the end he would have been able to escape his fate unknowingly, even if it meant the end result would lead to his death at least it was done by his own free will.

“I see...." It seemed if he had decided not to purge them, he would have been ordered to. In other words, he had worked up a high position only to be blamed and used as a scapegoat. What brought him relief was the fact that he at least had chosen his own path.

"If it is to make you feel better, humanity will prosper for 2000 years before encountering an alien race. Humanity's main force, as well as rebels and bandits included, shall unite to fight the menace and come out victorious to prosper for another thousand years, after which will come the apocalypse. The universe shall retrace its infant steps back into the ball of energy I created. Of course, I might postpone it again.

That is, if they show they are truly worthy to add more years onto their specie’s life" Avrin kind of felt down, it seemed he quickly got over not discovering the cure. He was not one to despair for long, after all, he was listening to God’s words he was, in fact, sadder that he would not get to fight aliens and lead humanity on to fight, but hearing they would be victorious made him wonder at the cost of lives.

The last galactic census put humanity at 54 billion, spread around the universe. 7 billion were constant military, while 4 billion were reserves – quite large numbers considering the era of 2000's as opposed to the current era of 3010. But the spread of humanity in the space age allowed them to colonize worlds and happily give birth with no fear of wasting resources. There were many earth-like planets, even more so after terraforming.

Avrin built up the courage to ask god being, making sure to hold his attitude back, knowing he could be killed in an instant and not realize it. He most likely knew god understood already what he was going to ask, but he could not see him, only hear him and it didn't seem like he spoke yet, so he took the chance to speak for himself. "So, I’m sure you didn’t bring me back to tell me humanity is better off without me..." Avrin had a slightly smug smile on his face before the omnipotent being replied.

"Correct. I’m here to give you a second chance to live." He seemed to have spoken those words slower than his usual speech, probably because he wanted Avrin to understand the sentence carefully. Avrin had a pondering look on his face. It seemed reincarnation was plausible, then again, what religious event wasn't after all? Here was god bringing him back from the dead, but for how long? He was also reading his mind, and offering him a second chance.

Then again, Avrin figured he would not see his own universe in the same light. What would he do? It seemed he was lost in thought, contemplating a different path to take. Would he help humanity, as he assumed it would be a quick resurrection? Then again, would he even be alive before the aliens were discovered?

“I see you’re deep in thought. Let me clarify it for you. What I’m offering isn’t reincarnation down to the letter, but more so skipping the infancy state...and, yes, you will be able to remember everything in your past life, as well as what happened here." The voice spoke reassuringly and Avrin smiled and grinned.

He would definitely use this to get revenge on the people that got on his nerves, and surpass himself in his former life. He then tilted his head. "So, what’s the catch?” Avrin grinned, as he was truly expecting to be reborn having skipping the stage of infancy, he could probably get the people before they died of old age. Those were his thoughts, until the voice spoke again, almost crushing what little meaning he was putting together and replacing it with shock and awe.

"It’s simple really. You won’t be born in the same universe as the one you parted with your former life in." Avrin's jaw dropped at the words. This being had created another universe? Avrin wondered if it would be identical. What was it like? Were there humans there too and what other mysteries surrounded it? The being responded, as if to quench his thirst for information.

"Apart from your own I’ve created hundreds of other universes as is my gift for letting being’s live their lives." Avrin was still quiet, but he definitely took those words to heart. This being was truly generous. He paid attention while waiting to hear what god would speak of next. He felt like a messenger speaking to god. Of course, maybe he wasn't the best person for the job, as he was quite crude and war monger-ish, as well as already dead in a way. Add onto that all the lives he killed and he was surprised he wasn’t in hell, burning for his sins.

"Tell me, Avrin, before we continue. I already know what you know before you know it." The being seemed to talk in riddles, at least, that’s what Avrin assumed, but who would argue with god? “But sometimes it's better to hear it from the mouth,” God spoke before he continued on.

"Avrin, what do you know of magic?”