《The Game of Gods》Book 2 - Prologue
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The dark-cloaked game leader and god Bob watched as Brigit of the Tuatha Dé Danann grabbed Odin by the back of the neck and dragged him to the corner of the room while his birds squawked up a storm.
“What were you thinking?” She screeched as she batted away Munin with her free arm. “Sierra is Kira’s enemy, how are they going to work together?”
Odin focused his good eye and pulled her hand away from his neck. “You let me worry about that!” He said confidently as he stroked his beard. “I have a feeling that there is more to their tale than either of them knows. You just make sure that Kira doesn’t kill her, and I’ll do the same with Sierra.”
Clearing his throat, Bob gathered the attention of the remaining gods and goddesses surrounding the table. “Alright then, we have two heroes chosen. The rest of you need to decide on your choices soon as well. Also, Earth is entering the second stage of the change, you all know what that means, so be prepared for the coming changes.”
Hermes rapped his tanned knuckles on the table before stepping back, drawing all eyes to him. “When can we expect the stores and messaging system to come into effect?”
“Good question,” Bob remarked as he shuffled through some papers quickly. “They will come into effect at the end of the week, two days before the game officially begins. You need to make sure you have everything arranged by then. People currently have no idea what to do with the things they get from looting the monsters. We need to give them something to do with it all.”
A knock on the closed door of the room silenced him as his covered eyes glowed with an unearthly light. “It seems a guest has arrived that I need to introduce. As many of you know, originally, we had no system for dungeons in place. What happened in Kansas City was a surprise to all of us, though I think we managed to salvage the situation.” He moved away from the table and over to the door opening it without hesitation. “I would like to introduce Alaria, the goddess behind the dungeon.”
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The room exploded with noise as everyone started talking at the same time. “There is no goddess by that name!” Odin yelled from the corner of the room where Brigit still held him in place.
Alaria looked at Bob with glowing mismatched eyes as she stood in the open door, he gave her a small nod. “It’s true there is no goddess by that name on Earth, I am not a goddess of your world. I come from the world Alaria. When your little game began a tunnel was somehow created to my world. I followed the tunnel and a dungeon was created as the result.”
Bob slipped past her as she continued to explain her presence, leaving the room behind as he hurried across the hall to another room. He had more to say to them, more that they needed to know. This was Alaria’s moment however, he would speak with them more once confusion generated from introducing a new goddess to the world died down. This new room held another grouping of gods, and the atmosphere was notably darker than the first room.
“Is it time for us to start playing as well?” Set the Egyptian god of chaos asked impatiently.
Bob settled himself into position at the head of the table before answering. “Yes, they are in the process of choosing their champions among the humans. You may make your selections from among the monsters on Earth. Each of you may choose a primary champion and a backup in case something happens to the first. The less intelligent the monster, the more you may control them. Now, who wants to go first?” His eyes glinted maliciously beneath his hood.
The dead disfigured hand of Hel raised itself drawing everyone’s attention to her frightful visage. Half of her face was a thing of beauty, while the other half was a dead rotting mess of congealed flesh and bone. “I already have a monster in mind.” Her harsh raspy voice announced.
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8 125Living With My Bully
(Original Version, New Version in Progress that I suggest waiting for if you'd like) "I'm sorry for your loss." I hear and look over to see Oliver, "I've been in a similar situation, I may not have lost someone this way, but I definitely did lose someone. My family and I will be here for you and will help you get through this." He says biting his lip. I smile a bit. "Thank you Oliver, hearing you say that really means a lot to me." I tell him. I can barely see Oliver look back through my tear-filled eyes but then I feel two arms wrap around me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meet Iris Mitchell, she's known as the nerd in school with her best friend, Kayla. Iris is also extremely stubborn and doesn't know when to shut her mouth. She also likes to watch Netflix 25/8 with Kayla. But in school, Iris is bullied by Addison Meyer and the one and only, Oliver Sullivan. Meet Oliver Sullivan, he's known as the bad boy in school but also the bully of many students in the school, and Iris is one of them. All the girls want him, except Iris and Kayla, they fantasize about famous actors and fictional characters. Oliver is mostly found hanging out with his friends Adam, Lucas, and Ross. But outside of school, Oliver is an extremely different person and no one knows. Well until Iris moves in with him, of course. Iris' father, Christopher Mitchell, dies in a fire, at his job, saving people on the top floors. With no mother or relatives to go live with, Iris needs to move in with a family, and her dad knew the Sullivan family pretty well. What's going to happen when Iris moves in with her bully? Read to find out!7-9-19//#18 in bully8-3-20//#4 in teenfiction
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