《Reborn as a GOD [Re-written]》Chapter 33: Prophecy
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POV: YSION:
I was sitting in my throne room with a transparent globe in front of me that represented the Mortal world.
"I think it's about time..." I mentally call to Ovva who after a couple of seconds the sound of knocking came on the huge doors, I waved my hand and they opened with a loud creaking sound and the angle came in and bowed in front of me.
"Master you called?"
"Rise Ovva, I have a mission for you." I said waving my hand.
"Your wish is my command Master."
"Good, I would like you to spread a prophecy to the Mortals."
"A prophecy master?" She said tilting her head on confusing
"Indeed, It shall be on the day that legends becomes history and Gods nothing but Mystery, that the silver haired one will bring an end to the stagnation wether it's for good or worse." I said while smirking.
Shock could be seen on Ovva's face as she tried to understand the meaning of my words "Gods nothing but mystery? I'm not sure I understand Master?"
"Oh, worry not nothing is due to happen anytime soon, It's just time to make things more interesting." I said while smiling
Ovva still obvious shock and confusing over the meaning my words may have replied "Your wish is my command Master, the prophecy shall be spread through the Mortal world."
"Good, Good I will be heading out now take care of everything." I said standing up.
She replied bowing "Take care Master."
I then teleported myself out of my Dimension towards the edge of my Universe, with my planets behind me and the great darkness of space in front of me, I took my time enjoying the beauty of everything.
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It all seemed so big, I became a God yet floating here I still feel myself so small so Insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
There are a lot of things I need to figure out, will Azumah return, or will Someone, something else attack my Universe, and Lastly why me? It may have been a while since I reincarnated as a God but I still clearly retain my memories of my past life.
"On another note, something is not right..." Holding my hand in front of me and inspecting it, a small storm of blueish mana started forming on my palm with no particular form.
"It feels like i'm missing something, like I forgot something..." I muttered to myself, it felt like I knew of a better way to use Mana, a way I-I forgot? no that's not it...
"Strange..." closing my palm and dispersing the small Mana storm, I then teleported to a place relatively close to the Mortal planet and began pondering over what I may he overlooking.
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POV: OVVA:
I was helping with overlooking the Heavenly Realm as with Zodohr diving in the gate and not back, help is needed to keep everything balanced when I suddenly felt Master calling for me. I dropped everything I was doing and teleported straight away outside of his throne room.
"I wonder what it's about." I muttered under my breath, the two Minor Gods standing guard noticed me and bowed I gave a small nod of acknowledgement before they proceeded to knock on the Huge doors, and moved back towards their positions to the left and right of the door, which soon enough opened with loud noise, I need to have someone look over these, the sound is too loud, I mentally noted.
Once Inside I could see Master's Majestic figure sitting on top of his throne I bowed in respect.
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"Master you called?"
"Rise Ovva, I have a mission for you." He said waving his hand.
"Your wish is my command Master." I replied more attentively, a mission from Master.
"Good, I would like you to spread a prophecy to the Mortals."
"A prophecy Master?" I replied confused as to what type of prophecy he wants me to spread, and why spread a prophecy in the first place but those type of questions are meaningless as Master surely knows best.
"Indeed, It shall be on the day that legends becomes history and Gods nothing but Mystery, that the silver haired one will bring an end to the stagnation wether it's for good or worse." I was momentarily shocked when I heard the prophecy I was entrusted to spread, as the meaning behind it was something I dared not think about so I asked for clarification.
"Gods nothing but mystery? I'm not sure I understand Master?"
"Oh, worry not nothing is due to happen anytime soon, It's just time to make things more interesting." He replied with an enigmatic smile on his face, his response only served to shock me more but I had to respond.
"Your wish is my command Master, the prophecy shall be spread through the Mortal world." While still trying to get over my shock master spoke
"Good, Good I will be heading out now take care of everything." He then stood up
"Take care Master." I replied bowing then he disappeared leaving me alone with my thoughts in the now empty throne room.
"When legends become history and Gods nothing but a Mystery..." I mumbled under my breath
"By legends? Did he mean the Grand summoning? Or was it when he descended to the mortal world? Is it when such stories become legends? And gods nothing but a mystery..." I was thinking about everything when I suddenly remembered something.
"Is that why he told us to not interfere with the Mortal plane?? And when I asked him he did not deny anything but said that It will not be due anytime soon, that means it WILL happen eventually." My eyes shone with realization over the changes that the Mortals will be facing while my admiration to Master grew more, I then teleported back to the heavenly realm to start to assign the Angels and Inform all the others of the Prophecy
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