Prologue Part 2 The Whims of Gods

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“I still hear wind, dammit I ain’t dead yet?”

Wait, it's warm.

I open my eyes, blue sky, partly cloudy….

“Fuck the forecast I’m alive?!” I yell in excitement.

“Um, not really darling.” a sweet feminine voice from somewhere.

I jump up to my feet….my bare feet...I’m naked...meh at least it’s warm.

Who said that?

Looking around I’m in a field of tall green grass. Aspen trees in the distance, much better than pine trees. A serine blue pond a few yards away, white peaks in the distance.

Ah, I know where I am. I used to camp here with my parents, those where the good times.

Turning around I finally see source of the voice. She’s maybe five feet tall, blonde hair in a bun, blue eyes, leafy green mini dress…..really my heaven is a green field and fucking tinker..

“STOP, stop that thought right there.” Her right eye slightly twitching, fists clenched at her sides.

Oh she can read my mind?

She points her finger at me, eyes narrowed, “I know that character bears some resemblance but I will not have my godly image compared to some human cartoon.”

Like it or not missy but you can’t lie to a mirror.

In a flash and a poof of gold dust her hair turned blue. Well whatever lets you sleep better.

Slightly impatient, “So who are you then? Miss not cartoon fairy”

She still puts her hands on her hips….nice hips, and gives an introduction, “My name has been lost to your history and as such I can no longer remember it myself. I am your judge for this afterlife.”

Is that so?

With a shrug I ask, “Fair enough, now why you and where are we? No fluffy boring paradise or pointless painful eternity?”

The cute pixie rolls her eyes, “Nope, not since you don’t even believe in such boring endings. I am here because I best represent your beliefs. You should be thankful to this aunty, normally that stuffy Christianity god doesn’t take kindly to being denounced.”

Aunty? If this girl asked me to buy her a drink I'd ask for her ID.

She stands tall and places a delicate white hand at her collarbone, “I was once a being worshiped by pagan druids, but they are long gone and I’ve been quite bored. You’ll have to humor me a bit, maybe I’ll go easy on your judgment.”

She’s got a mischievous grin going there, sexy honestly.

“Well I’d hate to be a bore, and if you’ll pardon my bluntness. There is an awful lot of soft, green, grass,” I gesture around us.

Winking at her, “good for rolling around in if you know what I mean.”

She laughs and smiles, those really are pretty blue eyes.

“Boy, I thought I told you this isn’t heaven. Let’s move on shall we?”

From behind her back she pulls an old school, huge, leather bound book, wait where does she keep that thing?

“We have here a record of your life,” she flips it open and starts browsing.

“Brilliant child, excelled in school, made the other kids jealous, this led you getting picked on.” my right eye twitches in annoyance to her monolog.

Miss fairy grins, “What, not happy memories? Moving further, this continued till you became a bit unstable, irregularly medicated, rebelling against the lifestyle that’s left you with few friends. You traded your parents pride for popularity, you did make some good friends, and plenty of poorly picked girlfriends.”

She scowls at me, “while you helped your family from time to time, you fell apart from breakup after breakup and slipping motivation. You made halfhearted attempts at higher education, and while you performed admirably for your country, you know you could have still done better.”

That’s right, I’ve done nothing but shoot myself in the foot on purpose since I turned twelve and started thinking for myself.

Maybe that was my mistake.

She slams the shitty book shut and unceremoniously tosses it into the nearby pond.

Hands still at her hips she looks at me with a rather wicked grin, “So judgment time, you are a young soul and as this was your first lifetime a certain leniency is in order. Impulsive, comically nonchalant, and self destructively rebellious, you were neither saint nor terrible sinner but simply a bit of an asshole.”

Uuhh, hey wasn’t that my life story you just chucked away, and who you calling an asshole?!

She chuckles, “So reincarnation seems most fitting for you, well make it easy, something human based and a world similar to the earth you’re already familiar with. We’ll pick a slightly dangerous one as your small amount of punishment. You do merit a small reward as well but I’ll leave that to your next world’s god.”

Again from behind her back she pulls out something, this time a blue prism like orb the size of a baseball. To my surprise she spikes it at the ground like a touchdown ball.

A wave of darkness bursts from the orb, passing me with the feeling of a slight shock wave.

Day has suddenly turned to night and the sky is a vast ocean of stars in formations I don’t recognize.

The woman is staring at the stars as if to pick her favorite one.

“Ah! Perfect and you’re such a fitting young soul for my friend, you’ll make a fantastic present for her, and I know she will adore you!”

She’s really jumping with joy...I can almost see up her skirt… Wait did she just declare I will be a gift to her friend?!

Nothing about this seems right you know?!

The evil fairy waves a dismissive hand at me.

“Oh shut up, you know you’re interested, and as I said everything’s perfect.” she steps up close and presses herself against me, hey now I’m still naked!

“You can't hide your emotions so well when you're like this, can you? Anyway it’s been fun darling and I do wish we had time to… roll in the hay was it? But you must be getting on.”

I smile, put an arm around her and point at the night sky, “Second star to the right and straight on till morning?”

After giving me what might be the most annoyed look I’ve ever experienced, she lifts up her hand and blows some gold glittery stuff in my face.

“What the hell!” I’m rubbing my eyes furiously as I stumble and fall on my ass.

“Ciao darling!” I get a glimpse of her smiling and waving as I’m blinded back into darkness.

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"Damn pixie, fairy, whatever!" I fumed while trying to rub the gold dust out of my eyes.

Once I'm finally able to open my eyes again I notice I'm not in a field anymore.

The grass is gone, replaced with dark dirt with patches of a blackish moss along many a twisting root of the last thing I want to see right now. Pine trees, granted these are far bigger and darker than that bastard Blue.

These have to be as tall as any skyscraper I’ve seen in the biggest cities. An almost black wood, needles several feet long and the darkest shade of green I’ve ever seen. The canopy they create blocks all sunlight.

In an eerie silence, a black fog bank rolls in from among the woods. The way it swirls about and rolls off the roots reminds me of a predator stalking its prey.

Now slightly fearing for my nonexistent life, I turn to run away only to stop in my tracks after taking just one step.

If the pines are an impossible existence, so is this throne in front of me. Carved in the base of a burnt stump of one of the pines I feel like I'm looking straight into the mouth of a vicious wolf. The blackened stump being the size of a modest house and this wolf head carved into its entirety.

If not for the seat in its maw I’d almost expect it to hide a vast hidden treasure complete with magic lamp.

Every line of fur on the head, the ragged ears, the hungry look in its eyes, the etched blood on its fangs, I can imagine this being a life’s work. In the mouth, a grand seat whereupon the fog is gathering around.

First to form was a pair of gigantic black wolves, one with yellow eyes, the other green. They trotted to the sides of the seat and sat down facing me.

From the look in their eyes I feel like a bug in their home.

“Nice doggies?” I mean I'm already dead what can they do to me?

The green eyed one growls at me while the yellow eyed one cackles like a hyena.

The remaining fog takes form on the seat.

It starts with a head of gorgeous, long, oil black hair and a pair of piercing electric, lime green eyes. A small perfect nose is next above full lips painted midnight blue; I can see fangs showing in her smile. What follows only further takes my breath away.

Her pure white neckline leads to a massive bust presented and contrasted by a black fur lined, armored, leather corset. It frames her slim waist with a matching loin cloth.

Her perfectly bare and smooth looking legs are crossed and bouncing, her large fur boots match the corset, black fur on black leather.

She must be nearly eight feet tall.

As I can’t help but find the image incredibly alluring, I now notice her smile and the look in her eyes seems as if she sees me as dinner.

Shit, I’m still naked aren’t I.

She holds her head high as she speaks, “Greetings, child of the Earth world, it’s been well over a few hundred years since that nymph has sent a pup to our world. I was beginning to think she’d become lost.”

I slightly wish she had.

Her voice has an almost British accent and similar to that of a teenage girl, “My name is Freki, don’t speak, I can already tell that pesky bitch told you nothing of where she was sending you.”

Pointing at me, “First, you should note the obvious, that you are still yet to be reborn, we are in my domain. I am the goddess of the hunt and for your next life I will be your patron deity. Normally there would be no need for meeting like this however it is customary for souls who accomplished at least a measure of good during their first lifetime to receive a small blessing, a sort of setting a standard if you will. Do bad be punished, do good be blessed, simple right!”

Is this a grade school lecture?

My eye twitched, her eyes narrowed and she gave a toothy lick of her lips. “Right you’re not an idiot, in fact by the nymph’s word and mine own intuition you’re actually quite my type.”

The two wolves look at her and whine, causing her let out a rather cute giggle.

The predator continues, “So, let’s answer the many questions that have been floating in that head of yours. In order; yes, I’m single, no, I won’t eat you,… unless you really want me to”

She winks, I look away from the angry growling wolves, “This world is named Terra, you’ll find many naming structures and themes are the same as ones found throughout the history of your Earth, for the most basic example a dog is still called a dog.”

Looking at her hand as if recalling a list, “From there however it goes off the deep end compared to your boring previous world, the lost races of your myths are alive and well here. In fact, humans are quite the minority. Magic is commonplace, the continents are closer together, and there’s none of that electriwhatsits.”

“HA” I interrupt, “Similar she said!”

“Quite” she carries on, “Now, not that you’ll remember any of it” she stops and glares as if daring me to interrupt again.

Gods don't seem to like their monologue being stopped. It’s scary, but at the same time I’m kinda getting turned on.

She gives another of her fanged smiles. Mind reading sure is a troublesome ability for women.

She looks at my waist, “It doesn’t take mind reading to guess where your mind wanders.”

Damn it.

I ask, “Hey this mind reading thing, am I going to suffer this a lot in my new world?”

Freki answers the pointless question, “No, as you are a soul in my care nothing is hidden from me. Otherwise clairvoyant magic users like Vulpi may have some measure of ability.”

Who's Vulpi?

Resuming her speech, “You’ll remember nothing of your previous life or this conversation, save for the odd dream. The same goes for any other reincarnated soul; I won’t have you think you’re the only one. Once again the only reason we’re having this conversation is so I could meet you before you are born as a descendant of my tribe and so you can make an informed decision on what blessing you’d request of me.”

She leans forward, that hungry look back in her eye, “This is because your soul perfectly matches me, normally I'd let my darling pups here pick for you.”

She looks lovingly at her pets and the wolves bark cheerily before shooting a bragging look at me.

Freki takes a quite a serious tone, “I will advise you however, to pick some sort of simple ability that is suited to your personality and will give you an early advantage in the world of Terra. There is a rather unfortunate mortality rate for children, especially weak ones.”

I take a long minute, letting my childhood fantasies run wild, taking in everything Freki had said, and sparing a lustful gaze towards the goddess and those tight thighs that glow like pearls.

This earns her now trademark, fanged grin and angry growls from the large “pups”.

Looking away from the dogs all I see for miles is pine trees.... Fucking pine trees, I remember I once saw lightning strike one. The whole tree instantly shattered... Oh my god!

“Yes?” she responds, batting her eyelashes like she's flattered.

Trying my best to hold back my excitement, “You mentioned magic?”

She nods.

“Then I choose lightning powers, and I very much look forward to our time together.” I give my own impish grin.

She breaks out into a giggle again as the two wolves are now standing and looking fed up with me.

“In your dreams pup” she winks, “very well lightning it is, a rare trait in my clan, how fun.”

She pauses as if making up her mind, “I knew I liked you! You will be my first champion! All the other gods seem to have one at some point, even my brat niece already has one.”

“Now let’s bestow you a new name fitting for my pack and send you on your way.” she looks deep in thought.

Her pack?

She looks at me, "I did say humans are a minority race right? You'll part of my race, the lycans, specifically wargmen but that's not important right now."

Feeling the need to ask, "Sooo I'm gonna be a dog? Or a werewolf?"

With a wave of her hand she dismisses the idea, "Of course not, do I look like a dog? Werewolves exist in Terra but that's another matter you don't need to worry about."

As she says that a perky pair of black dog ears pops up from her hair and a silky black tail wags from her waist....

What kind of world have I come to?

She doesn't even acknowledge it, "Relax, we're fairly similar to humans as you can see, just stronger and better in every way. I mean really 18 years to grow up?! You'll be an adult in half the time, and you should be thankful. I've decided to give you to my friend Vulpi I mentioned earlier, she's a queen, you'll be royalty."

...No thanks, that is waaaay too much responsibility!

She stands up with a hop, tail wagging, "Too bad, I've already decided. Now I was picking a name."

I can’t pick my own?

Freki gives a last signature grin, “Farewell for now Nox, I so look forward to your life my pup.”

She does another little hop and runs over. She plants a soft kiss on my cheek before bursting into the black fog and quickly encasing me, bringing me once again into darkness.

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Well hopefully this is a little clearer on some details compared to the first telling. As always I’m happy to read your comments/suggestions and answer any non-spoiler questions. remember everything, every little detail might be a hint at something later in the story.