《Eternal Teacher》Prologue The Man meets the Makers
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I died……..
I know it's cliche but i have no regrets to live to the ripe old age of 90 is an accomplishment for my generation….Living through 2 great wars both faced at the same country and still standing after the grief that my country got afterwards.
I lived a full life the only thing that makes me happy about this is that i get to be with my wife again. She left me 20 years ago to join our friends in heaven and now i get to be with her again.
But….. This is weird i'm standing on a road leading to a great set of golden gates and i can see her standing there waiting for me, and then as i start walking a great hand appears and grabs me. I can hear my wife scream for me as the hand pulls me of the road and into the void,I'm sorry dear it looks like it may be a while before i get to be in your arms again…………
Im standing in a room must be a 8ft by 10ft with a door at the other side I can hear an argument happening on the other side.
“No he should go to @#%^$# they deserve a mind like his there!” I hear a old solid voice say forcefully
“I disagree with his knowledge and experience in war he should go to *(^^&%^& the people will follow him willingly!” Another voice that sounds like a kid from when i was 16 full of life said
“No you both wrong his knowledge of metal deserve the best!, and only &*&^&^% can give him!”A strong heavy voice rings out
“I believe his desire for nature and healing should be his primary goal,so $%^#@& is the best option” A voice that sounds like a young women rings through the door
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“SILENCE! All of you he is awake! My good sir would you please enter the room.”A voice that boomed with authority shaking the whole room.
Well i might as well see what these people want from me , as i shrugged and opened the door, my eyes were drawn to the 5 begins that talking in a circle (AN i'm going to describe them in the order you heard the argument in)
The First man look to be in his 90s with me with a face full of wrinkles and a beard of pure white that reached the floor.He sat in a full robe of blue and held a staff made of oak.
The second man if i could consider him a man was of the appearance of a man in his young 20s with set of hair so full you would think a lion was standing in front of you he had a small mustache that seemed to only have started to come in.Dressed in a full set of armor adorned with the figures of lions on the chest plate,with a sword and shield to match.
The third man was shorter than the other two but had a full beard that reached his chest looking to be in his 40s that man still had his hair color and was built like an ox.He stood in simple cloth that smelled of sulfur and smoke,with a hammer that could crush the side of a tank next to him.
The only women in the group stood timid and proud at the same time she had a build of a fine maiden and had eair that came off the side of her head to a point.dressed in a green dress and having a small blue bird on her shoulder she gave a smile towards the me and stroked the bird on her shoulder.
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The Final Being that stood in the room was the only one i could not see his face. He stood behind the others and gave the look of a leader,Standing a foot above the others he motioned towards me and said WELCOME!
the room shuddered at his words. “I DO NOT WANT TO TAKE ALL DAY SO I WILL GET TO THE POINT YOUR SHALL BE REINCARNATED INTO THE WORLD GOVERNED BY THESE 4 PEOPLE.”
Reincarnated?!? I looked with wide eyes my grandson told me about this idea with the books he has been reading on a website….what was it called again?......Toil Road?.........Toads on a Road?..eh it's in the past i'll just listen to what he has to say.
The being looked at me “NO QUESTIONS?...GOOD, THE WORLD YOU ARE GOING TO IS YOUNG TO ME BUT OLD IN HUMAN YEARS. YOU WHO HAS BEEN CHOSSEN SHALL JOIN THIS WORLD IN THE FORM OF A GOLEM YOU WILL BE ABLE TO DO WHAT EVER YOU DESIRE AND WILL START WITH A SET AMOUNT OF POINTS TO GIVE YOUR SELF.IS THERE ANY THING YOU DESIRE THAT I CAN GOVE YOU AS GIFT FOR MY SUBORNATES QUICK ACTIONS?
A golem? i thought so i will be made of stone?That's great in all but it doesn't help with speaking how will i communicate with people...ah i know.”Oh sir i desire the ability to shapeshift it will make life easier for me to blend in with this world you are sending me to.”
The Leader looked at me and laughed “I WILL GIVE YOU THIS ABILITY BUT YOU CAN’T CHANGE INTO ANYTHING OFF THE BAT YOU’LL HAVE TO KILL IT OR EAT A PART OF ITS BODY TO GAIN ITS FORM.”
“Fair enough i'll take it.” I said
“GOOD NOW OFF WITH YOU”
and with his word i disappeared from the room.
Still in the room
“Was that alright to do sir?” said the old man “You didn't even tell him that much about our world”
“I like it it adds more spice to the journey ahead to his new life!” said the boy
“A golem? well the people who follow me will go crazy when he shows up.” the short man said with a grin
“He shows such promise with all that thrown at him and still taking it calmly” said the women
“HE WILL BE FINE NOW BACK THE THE PROBLEM OF YOU FOR MAKING A DEMON LORD? “The leader look at the group and a cold sweat appeared on all of them
Author's Note: Hey guys Junk here so had this random idea for a story and i want your guys imout on what should happen so i will give you guys the options in a poll
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