《The Precursor》What?! I'm the Precursor!
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I woke up with a "gasp". Or at least I think I did, but I didn't hear anything. And for that matter, I can't see or feel anything either! All I know is that I'm in a void of complete nothingness.
Well, this is interesting and boring.
1, 2, 3, 4, ...... 10069, 10070.... 420000, 420001. I started counting as I had nothing to do. I'm going to go insane soon. My mind starts to feel numb. Then a massive amount of pain hits me.
Pain is annoying. All I could do was curl up in a ball and wait for it to stop feeling like my mind is getting shredded.
After what felt like an eternity(which it was technically), the pain stops. Instead a cool bliss is spreading through my "body".
{Booting up the system}
{0%....50%.....99%...100%}
{System initialized}
{Hello Supreme One, I am your personal system}
I was shocked. I got my own system that respects me! At least so far. "Hello?" I tentatively asked.
{As I suspect you are confused, I will explain everything that is happening. Your excellence is in Nothingness, the origin of everything. You are the Precursor, designated by the Nothingness to create. Everything that you can imagine can be instantly created out of Nothingness. Your imagination is literally your limit. You are Eternal, Omnipotent, Omniscient, and Omni creational.}
I didn't even know how to respond from the emotional roller coaster of excitement and hope. But I was a bit confused since I felt very weak right now.
As if reading my mind, the System reassured. {Supreme One, before you gain all your abilities you must create a body and a name for yourself. The name is the most important thing for you because the Nothingness will inscribe your name onto itself to allow you to manipulate it. The significance of your body is to allow the power of Nothingness to be channeled in you.}
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I needed time to think. All that information was just dumped onto me. I was in shock. I was just a normal horny high school boy before this! Now, I'm some sort of Supreme Being that has the responsibility of existence shoved onto me.
Panic started setting in as my invisible lungs heaved. It took a long time for me to calm down. I mean how are you supposed to ever be ready to basically be God!!!!!
But, what's done is done. So might as well get down to it. "System," I questioned, "How do I make a body?"
Without responding, the System showed a template on how I can shape my body. There were many things like height, weight, eye color, eye size, eye shape, etc.
I didn't want to be what would be considered as "human". I desired to transcend typical body shape of reincarnators.
My eyes shaped to be like miniature black holes that absorbed everything into them, even existence itself. Some sort of white light surrounded them to give form My body was more human-like as it stood on two thin feet. My entire body was composed to be like a thin deadly being of Nothingness.
I composed my body of pure black Nothingness. I had no normal facial features like hair, a nose, ears, or a mouth. I made two thin, gangly arms that ended with a five-fingered hand. But my fingers were built like big needles - thin, deadly, and precise.
My height was insane. I designed it to be 500 lightyears tall but able to shrink. And that's all for my body.
It's time to name myself.
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