《Never heard of that god? Well, wanna convert?》I hate coconuts and monkeys
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As the title says, I hate coconuts. I have nothing really against them, but I mean if you were to die by a coconut being thrown at your head by a monkey, you'd be pretty pissed right? Ah, let's just let go of the past for now (I swear if I see a monkey with a coconut every again, I'm going to chase it to hell and back!). Where was I again? Oh right, I died to a coconut...how embarrassing. Never the less, I reincarnated as a god, no less! How excitingly...terrible. Honestly, at first, I thought maybe the monkey and coconut gods felt bad and gave me this amazing chance at life, but I mean...I kinda am jealous of those anime and light novel protagonists. Why, you ask? (Don't really care if you didn't, sorry) because at least they have limbs! I'm a frickin ball of energy and a small one at that! Not that I have a reference to check, but according to my little 'system' screen, I have only 12 points of Faith Energy. I don't know what that really is, and can only guess that it's my followers' prayers that give me energy.
Alright, I guess I should tell you about my previous life like a good little protagonist? Sigh, I didn't have it too bad in my last life. Middle-class family, above-average grades and face, no noticeable achievements, and my siblings all far out-shown me. But all that didn't really matter to me. Obviously, I was into anime and manga, but when I got a job, I had to switch to light novels because the former was too time-consuming. Regretfully, although it sounds like I didn't love my family, I do, and they do too, it's just that they have my other siblings who are far better than me and already have families of their own. I annoyed them quite a lot though, didn't have a girlfriend cause I didn't really want to, I had kinda a dead-end job (definitely wasn't gonna get promoted any time soon).
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Whatever, back to my present conundrum. I'm now a ball, it took me a while to figure out how to move. I appear to be in a dark place, similar to space because there's literally nothing here but me, not even stars. Well, there's like a couple of faint lights in the distance, but it seems like they're about to fade away, wonder what that means. This is so stupid. In other light novels, the protagonist always has the world to watch out for him or her. They have broken abilities or extremely lucky encounters. Oh, you're about to die? How about a time-reversal spell. Your city is under attack? How about some tanks that you magically remembered the blueprints for. Like seriously, it's kinda stupid, but that's part of the reason why we like to watch and read those kinds of things.
Who the f*ck designed newly reincarnated gods to be balls of energy?!
{Alert: Follower count has dropped to 15 people. Please be advised to watch over your believers.}
Huh, so that's what those stars were? My believers? Honestly, they're kinda stupid, I don't even know my divinity or anything yet and they're praying to me to save them. B*tch, I'm bout to die as well from lack of energy. My ball is made of Faith Energy and is only about 1.2 meters (So about 10 centimeters to 1 unit of Faith Energy) and from what the 'system' says, it requires 2 units of FE (faith energy, not iron, Fe) and depending on whatever is happening down there, will amount to the amount of FE it will take to bring back the followers. Sh*t this keeps getting worse. At an estimate, that means at least half of my energy will expire, with no estimate on the potential investment.
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{Alert Follower Count has dropped to 10 people. Please be advised to take action}
Ah sh*tbuckets, the f*ck am I supposed to do?
Hey stupid 'system'
{Yes user ______?}
Can I forgo those followers and start somewhere new?
{User, as you have not been properly introduced to this world yet, you have yet to be known that other gods exist and nearly everyone prays to their respective gods, so it will have increased difficulty in switching their promises of faith. Also, it will take at least 1 unit of Faith to stay existent each day.}
{God ____ is required to either save followers or obtain new ones before the user dies. Good Luck}
Ah, sh*t, what am I going to do?
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