I am the chosen one by God himself!

He also said that he would fulfill my wish although I don’t remember making one. Well, I had made a ton of them but I don’t know which one he is talking about!

Hmm, I got to think what wish did I made that God will grant me?

Don’t tell me he gonna make me superstar celebrity! Well, I do possess an excellent caliber of an actor. Well, it won’t be that bad tho.

But what if he grows another pair of a nose on Professor Stein's!

I had asked the gods to curse him because he always used to nag about my blank homework notes.

It won’t be even amusing if I can’t see the Professor face to face.

Well, he was talking about something about Estayphus fate which depends on me.

What is Estayphus?

To me, It sounds like some exotic fashion show competition.

Don’t tell me!

“Have a seat, Frederick. I have an important job for you, my child and also to fulfill your long-awaited dream.”, said Lord Yahweh, seated on the balcony of his quarters.

He called me to take a seat beside him and enjoy the beautiful scenery provided by the balcony.

I wanted to be a famous celebrity but I don’t wanna participate in a fashion show!

I don’t wanna wear just a toil of cloth covering my balls like those exhibitionist angel guards. I am dead but I still got my self-respect. There is no fucking way! I’m not gonna give in to his fetishes, even if he is a God!

I approach slowly towards the empty seat beside god while he gazes into the sky.

I sat while maintaining a little distance from him.

Well, he is a bisexual pervert, in the end.

He looks towards me, while I continue to dodge any skin touch in any way possible. I still maintain a gap between him and my body.

“Son, what’s with this overwhelming nervousness? Why do you act like this?”,asks God.

“Because I don’t swing that way. I am straight.”, I replied in reflex.

“Pardon?”, replies god.

Damn, I just blurted out my mind.

“Ah...OH! I meant to say….that… I am nothing but a lowly human being and YOU! You are the mighty creator. So a lowly being such as me should not share a seat along with the mighty God! So …... I shall sit on the floor instead.”, I replied in protest.

Saying so I got up to take a seat on the floor, away from Lord Yahweh.

“Stop this nonsensical crap like discrimination”, he grabs me by the shoulder and made me sit forcefully. He even passes his arm through my neck over the shoulder like as if we are friends.

Well, I am feeling a bit weird, but if the god pulls any of the indecent stunts! Then I would surely kick his balls to the blue.

If he is the god then I am the balls pulverizer, Fred.

His expressions changed into a serious look as he gazes in my eyes. His arm over my shoulder turns a bit firmer. The surrounding gets a lot quieter than before.

I stare back into his eyes, while he stares in mine.

Well, I just noticed that the god has a bit broader arms in size compared to mine but less than angels tho.

Wait, What the fuck is going on!

Is this a scene from Boy love romance novel going on?

I am not into Yaoi stuff, for fuck sake!

“Well, you have a major part to play, son.”, said god in a monotonous voice.

Is this a confession?

FUCK!

I got up and cleared a distance between ourselves.

“You know God! I am a straight guy and I don’t swing that way. So please let me out of the hook.”, I protested sternly.

God was a bit confused, but after a second he understood what I was talking about.

“You got me wrong, son! I wanted to talk about saving the Estayphus and also about your incomplete dream.”

I knew it!

Some pervy sensual Yaoi fashion exhibition!

I don’t want to get famous by showing out my balls covered with a tissue-like cloth.

“Sorry, but I won’t participate in this saving the Estayphus of yours. Catch someone else.”, I replied.

“But, You are the chosen one, Son. If you won’t, then nobody can save Estayphus.”, said Lord Yahweh.

“Dude…. I meant your lord, I know that you love your Estayphus and would do anything to save it. But have some other guys fill me up, instead. I can’t do it.”, I said.

“But you are the chosen one! If you won’t then no one can save Estayphus. You have to save it.”,pleaded Lord Yahweh.

“I have some self-respect and it’s against my moral ethics.”

“But you wanted to do this! Now’s your time to save Estayphus and proclaim as a hero!”

“Huh?”

What the fuck is wrong with this dude? He wants me so badly! I don’t wanna be a chosen Yaoi exhibitionist fashion show contestant! Fuck it.

By the way, how does winning a fashion show make one a hero?

I think the dictionary of heavens has the wrong explanation for the word ‘Hero’.

“If you don’t save Estayphus! Millions of lives would die.”, said Lord Yahweh.

“So now you would threaten the lives of innocent people! How petty can you be?! Just because I disagree to be a contestant of your fashion show?! What kind of God are you?", I thundered my voice in the fist of anger.

“HUH?!”

Enough is enough.

I need to make it clean and clear!

I cleared my throat with a gentle cough.

Straightened my back, upright.

One hand at my waist and another arm on the railing bars of the balcony, to support my GENTLEMAN POSTURE.

Even though I am wearing a weird full knee sized white clothing like god knows what!

“Listen up, pervy God! I like female boobies the most! My porn collection consists of maids and teacher who are busty milf! But NONE OF MY CONTENT HAS YAOI STUFF, EVER! So I m sorry! I can’t be an exhibitionist like those shameless angels. Kill me or do whatever you want, I will not change my decision.”

I said with my manly voice, expression and style.

Lord Yahweh sat motionless with a jaw dropped wide in shock.

He thought he can misuse his position and make anyone do anything, he wants!

Such incompetent god.

Sorry to burst your bubble but that won't be happening. Your messing with the wrong guy.

“But I was talking about Estayphus, the world filled with magic. It is a realm on another dimension different from Earth.”

“...So Estayphus isn’t a men’s bikini fashion show?”

“....”

“Oh, my bad……” Awkward, ”So what were you saying about me being a hero?”