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Indra's POV

What was that? Did a mere potato god just took my hit head on? Me? The great god of the storms, of destruction. Not only that, he was unscathed.

That was my spear. The spear of Indra. One which symbolizes victory. For it would constantly and relentlessly pierce its target. For it to be hit back to me... What kind of power was that? Could it be the unique skills every person recieved from the system. Even I was no exception. The system was so strong. So almighty enough to categorize even us gods as mere beings.

And what was that potato god?

In all things, he was familiar too. It was as though I had already seen him before.

"Its a good thing you held back right Indra? If not this town would be no more" Luna, one of my godly companions said. Like me, she had exsisted since the Origin. And had been my friend all this time.

"No." I whispered to her.

I didn't. I struck with the full intent to eradicate his exsistence. Even for me, that was pretty childish to fight over something as trifle as an insult.

I looked towards the guard gods happily enjoying the free meal in their hands.

"Who allowed the mad potato god to enter this town?" he pretended to scold. Yeap. He had to put on a show for me after all. As one of the strongest gods I had sort of a higher ranking in the society, Then where does that put the.. mad potato god?

"hey, who told you that he was a potato god?" I asked.

"Uh. From the town of begining gods. Under the protection of Freiya." the captain of the guardian gods replied.

And one more thing... I wanted to say, yet I couldn't.

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If you're gonna put on a show... at least stop enjoying the drinks with your squad.

"Come to think of it, that god was sort of familiar." Luna commented.

Deja vu. I had the same feeling as well.

I was sure I had seen him before. I could've sworn it. Maybe a few hundred thousand years back. Ah. That was it.

"He looks exactly the same as the brother of one of the 3 to recieve my blessings." I said.

"You mean the brother of the sister I blessed and the younger brother of the eldest you blessed? Yeah, I had the same feeling too." she replied.

He looks way too similiar, almost like they were the same person.

To test our theory, we tried to bless the brother to find his location. However...

Error./ You do not have the required capabilities to do this action.

Huh?

"Huh?"

We looked at each other in confusion.

What's going on?

Dominic POV

I figured that'd I'd fight me some of the monsters up here in the godly realm, and yet the guardian gods blocked my path each time I try to enter one of their nature reserves. Apparently they were doing their best to keep the creatures from extinction, due to the constant hunting for money in the past.

They said that they were intellectual beasts capable of speech and some of them even rivals the high-tier gods. And that it was too dangerous for me to go.

I get that they were just doing their jobs, but sheesh, cut me some slack. And couldn't one of the gods just clone these monsters or something?

Somewhere along the line, a notification popped out.

CLASS REQUIERMENT MET!

Do you wish to become a "Mad potato god?"

Effects: doubles both agility and strength.

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Not sure about the MAD part there, but if theres anything with potatoes I'm in. And thus, I accepted.

Instantly I felt alot stronger. It was like I couldn't control my strength yet again.

I ran forward, and appeared to have accidently overshot my previous target of the town where the gods of the fire elements resided.

I wanted to try roasting a marshmallow over magma, but I guess that can be put on hold for a while.

Looks like its time to learn how to control my strength again. Damn. What a chore.

I lifted my leg, and pressed it against the automatically forming floor. I heard a glass shattering sound. And realised I just broke the floor.

Whoops.

And thus I fell down from the skies in the godly realm into the abyss below.

Damn. Why can't I fly.

And with a bang, I crashed landed into the darkness below. I was pretty sure I fell for at least a whole day or so. As I recalled being awakened by the impact on the floor.

"alright so now then... where am I?"

?? POV

Ah. Finally. After all this years of boredom. A challenger!

Welcome! To my Dungeon! Or what they would call "The true hell residing in the place where the gods live"

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