《Tale of Careless Goddess》Chapter 1: Horror movie scenario
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I, Lynne Mark, was walking towards my home under the rain.
(Another day, another work.)
When I arrive at my home, I eat a kebab I stored in my oven, take a bath, watch my favorite soap opera then sleep.
Every day is the same as playing one song on a loop.
It is dull, as a person, I wanted to relax, sleep without worrying anything. Or want to go adventure to feel alive.
(I entered woman's MMA to feel rush of blood but dropped after trying for a few years. It was nothing like what I imagined.)
Walking through a valley with such thoughts suddenly, the figure with a hood covering its face appeared before me.
"Nope."
I immediately turned and walked away, avoiding the horror movie scenario. As if that is my only route to my home.
"Heh, now I can buy an energy drink from the old Li's store."
Then suddenly, I lost consciousness.
**
"Congratulations! Lynne Mark"
"……What ?"
I just realized that I was in a space that’s just pure white.
In front of me was a Gentleman wearing a Tuxedo but for some reason his face is hazy and it is unrecognizable.
"Eh?… What happened? Did something happened to me ?"
Then, the gentleman regrettably said.
"Well yes. You able to avoid the hands of the serial murderer but sadly stuck by a bolt of lightning, lightning went straight from your head and spine frying your entire nervous system in a matter of seconds resulting in instant-death. That now where we are in simple terms, we are in the waypoint from your world to the other world."
"So that is why I lost my consciousness, well looks like death wanted to take me no matter what. So why are you congratulating me? did I won the lottery or something ?"
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"Yes."
The man said with a bright smile.
"After checking your deed and personality I decided you are a perfect candidate for a special position."
"Candidate ?"
"Yes, I checked how you lived and how you acted thought your lifetime. And with 100% sure you are the one will be sent to another world."
"So, what do I do? Defeat the Demon King?"
"Nope, you don't need to bother by such thing as the demon king, no you will be reborn as a goddess in the newly born world and you only need to watch over it."
"Watch over ?"
"Yes, in other words, you only need to stay in that world except from that you’re free to live as you like."
"So, I don't need responsibility ?"
"Well except extreme situation, you don't need to do anything."
"So anything allowed unless I completely f*ck up the system ?"
"Yes."
This talk is like a dream.
Who would say 'no' right?
"Well then, please create your body and affiliation."
The gentleman said while snapping his fingers. A screen appeared out of nowhere.
"I must create my appearance ?"
"Yes as for affiliation it must be two of important affiliation."
Ah, damn it the character creation the time killer. Sh*t one of the few things that I am extremely bad at.
"Do you have presets ?"
"This will be your lifetime appearance do you really want presets."
"Yes."
I know my self better than anyone and I know how bad I am.
"Okay. Those are preset and you can exclude or include things you wish. Take your time."
I looked at the screen, there were all kinds of bodies ranging from ordinary human to eldritch horror.
"This is gonna take a while."
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**
"This is the one."
I took a step back from the screen to let the man look.
"Let's see....that is interesting it has two forms. The one looked kind, dependable and motherly while the other one looked terrifying and domineering. As for affiliation, it is Justice and Redemption."
"Isn't the country destroying beauty, beauty, and light more woman's thing ?"
"Meh, I like something similar to two sides of the same coin that can't exist without other."
"Well as expected from the person I choose I guess."
"220cm p cup are ok? you can make it even bigger you know. "
"This is alright for both situations and it doesn’t look out of shape. I always wonder what is feels like to be big. Also it for role play."
"There are other things I need to do ?"
"Nope, that is it. You will be transported into the newborn world receive the title of the first god. That means you can understand any living being so no need for language."
"Are there other gods except me ?"
"Yes, but unlike you, they born from that world in some way you are their elder."
"Then one last question."
"Yes?"
"Why are you doing this ?"
"Well, first my works are piling up so I need someone to lessen my workload. Two I am bored."
"That is enough for me. Thanks."
"Have a good time new goddess."
The gentleman snapped his fingers again and my consciousness gradually switched over.
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