《The End (LitRPG)》Prologue
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19 Years Ago
Thousands of years ago I gained godhood. My home planet was overrun by other creatures. These creatures to us their planets were all destroyed by... something. We never figured out what it was, but we did find out that all of the creatures that came to our planet weren't friendly. They were actually its spawn. About 95% of the other races that came to my planet were its children. The other 5% were quickly killed off by them.
There were almost 200 billion of them and less than 50 billion of us. Although we were more sophisticated, they just overwhelmed us. In the span of fewer than 6 months, they killed off 26 billion. 26 billion lives lost to those monsters. On the opposite side, we had killed approximately 48 billion. Which is a lot, but there were just too many of them. So we had our best scientist make a machine. The machine changed life energy into an energy we could use. We named it magic.
The only downside to this is that the machine could only take the life force from us humans. So the machine wasn't used all that often. After another month they released a disease on us. This disease affected all of us. Well everybody but me. I still have no idea why I wasn't affected. The disease was 100% fatal. So the elders decided to transfer everybody's life energy to me.
This was quite painful. Getting 24 billion lives put inside you is a feeling I can't even begin to explain. The procedure takes hours or in this case, days to complete. I passed out almost instantly. When I woke up, my entire race was gone. This is when I obtained my godhood. It still wasn't enough power to destroy them, sure I killed them by the millions, but after about 275 million I had used up 56% of my power, and it turns out that it doesn't recharge fast. So I decided to use up the rest of my power to go to a far away planet.
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I used a very high-level teleportation spell on myself. I ended up on a red, barren planet millions of lightyears away. This, of course, would later be known as Mars. I quickly cast a breathing bubble spell on myself so I could breathe. The solar system I landed in wasn't even supposed to be there. On every intergalactic map I'd ever seen, this area was supposed to be starless. I was going to make my own star system here.
The closest planet to the one I landed on was a bright blue one, it was quite a bit smaller than my homeworld, probably less than 10% of the size. It looked like it had water on it to me, so I did a small range teleportation to it. I was pleasantly surprised to see that there wasn't just water, it also had plant and animal life.
At that time, you, my children were only simple primates. You barely used tools. I took a liking to these primates and gave them low-level sapience. After thousands and thousands of years, you started to lose most of your hair. You also started forming a sort of written language. You also started calling yourselves human, even though we look nothing alike. I don't know exactly why, but it was probably because of my magic that gave you sapience. Thousands of years after that we are now in the age of technology. This technology is crude, well, crude by my standards, but it has advanced society tremendously, but I can feel them. They are getting closer. By my estimates, they will be here in 19 years.
I had to do something. So I altered the genetic makeup of all unborn children. I made a spell that can transfer magic, sort of like the machine that gave me my godhood. I then gave all the unborn children what you all call superpowers. These superpowers are going to help you defeat my enemy. I am sorry for forcing this on you, even though you won't ever hear this. This is just my confession. My confession that I brought this upon you. I am really sorry. Even though there are only 7 billion of you, maybe because a good portion of you are enhanced you will be able to defeat them.
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Hopefully, what I use the rest of my power on will help the rest of you. I am going to make this world into something most of you know. I am going to make it into an RPG-like world. Even though people born before now won't be given superpowers, they will be able to enhance themselves still. I am also going to sacrifice 99.99% of myself to make it where they can only get in, in small droves. Even though the "small droves" will probably be by the million.
I'm fading in and out of consciousness, I guess That's what happens when you use up all but .01% of your power. I guess I need to tell them something.
HEAR ME MORTALS. I AM YOUR GOD. MY REAL NAME ISN'T IMPORTANT, BUT YOU MAY CALL ME JAY. HEED MY WARNING! THE APOCALYPSE IS COMING! FRET NOT FOR I WILL GIVE YOU THE CHANCE TO SURVIVE IT! ANY CHILDREN BORN AFTER THIS MESSAGE WILL HAVE A VERY HIGH CHANCE TO BE BORN WITH SUPERPOWERS. IN 19 YEARS IT WILL START. DO NOT DESPAIR THE WORLD WILL CHANGE INTO AN RPG-LIKE WORLD WHICH MEANS ALL OF YOU ALIVE TO HERE THIS NOW, WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO ENHANCE YOURSELF.
Survive my children. Please. Survive.
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