《Origin of death》Chapter 8: First contact
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For the last few days, Amirel had judged many souls. Unfortunately only one of them gave him than 5 points. He grew curious about his current balance.
While walking to another soul he asks.
"So how many divine points do I have now?"
|50|
The system told making him elated that his hard work has not gone to waste.
"Not bad. Can I get something with this?"
|Candy|
"Nice joke, but seriously?"
Thinking that it's just another joke of the system to make fun of him he asked, but the answer he gets makes him stop.
|Candy... No kidding|
He stands like that without moving. After around half a minute he starts screaming with his deep voice which sounds like several people shouting at once while releasing his full power.
"AGHH!"
The whole realm starts shaking and all the souls start floating away as fast as they could from him.
It took him a whole 3 minutes until he stopped screaming and calmed down.
"I swear. If you ever get a body the first thing I will do is punching you."
|Calm down, we're in no hurry. By the way, it will be easier to collect energy later|
System told to Amirel who is taking deep breaths in order to calm himself down.
|By the way. It should be impossible to anger you. You are a personification of death, which means you should be extremely hard to anger|
At this moment he calmed himself completely and answers in his normal voice.
"And you achieved this. Congratulations."
|You won't punch me.. right? I am a woman. Men should not attack women.|
To her question, Amirel answers calmly.
"To me, It doesn't matter. Rich or poor, old or young, man or woman, healthy or ill, god or mortal, It doesn't matter because at the end of the day they die the same. Everyone is equal in death"
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At this statement system only thought.
'As expected he already fused with his domains'
When a god is born and gains domain they need some time to assimilate it. It changes their thinking process and might even affect personality. The time required depends on compatibility with said domain and their comprehension of it. There exist cases where god is unable to assimilate their domain, but those are extremely rare.
Suddenly he gets interesting information from one of his followers and decides to ask system for details.
"System"
|Yeah…|
"What is a champion?"
|And where does that question come from?|
System gets confused by a sudden question about such a subject.
"One member of my race sent me information that the Order and Nature have one each."
At this point, Amirel hears a voice in his head. It is different from a system. The system communicates from his very own soul while the 'voice' is more similar to telepathy.
[Hey, buddy]
Due to the fact that it is not a vocal message but a thought transmission amirel is unable to discern the tone or even gender of a talker.
"Who is it?"
[Order]
He is not at all surprised by the answer since he already predicted that the other origins will sooner or later try to contact him.
"Oh… Nice to meet you. How are you able to talk with me?"
Death has a few guesses but decides to ask for confirmation.
[You can ask system. She handles the connection and you only need to send a message that is all.]
The answer is satisfactory but he still sees a problem with that.
"Then how can I respond to you?"
Unexpectedly system answers this time.
|Im taking care of that|
[Well..you heard her.]
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'Hearing' that Amirel tries to get back to the main topic.
"So.. What do you want from me then?"
[To say hello and what we are planning]
"We?"
Death gets curious about the other origin that is a part of the plan.
[Nature and me. Ah, by the way, my name is Delphyne.]
"Amirel. What's the plan?"
He wants to hear about his plans. He is not doing that because he wants to help them, but because he hopes it will help him get rid of his boredom.
[Surely, like us you have too much to do and it's boring as hell. With that in mind, it would be useful to have a subordinate to help us. Mortals have a problem with monsters. All four races have united in one place to defend themselves from them. And this, in turn, gives us the opportunity to get rid of two problems in one fell swoop, we can make champions to kill monsters and then we will make them into our subordinate gods.]
'That sounds like something fun'
He didn't think much longer and agrees.
"I'm in, but I have one question."
[Ok]
"What does 'Hell' mean? And that 'Ok' stuff? You need to know that I'm old-fashioned"
Hearing that question Delphyne feels like falling into hibernation.
[Oh no. All right then. 'Hell' in this world has no meaning so don't concern yourself about that and 'ok' is basically a confirmation like 'yes']
"I see..."
Death understands the meaning but doesn't know why order sounds so disappointed.
[Great. Bye]
After sending this message order disconnects from Amirel.
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