《You World》Chapter 1
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The ball vibrates. It greatly likes your reply.
“Rejoice! Rejoice! My little children! Our hero is finally here!”
From the floor, countless other smaller balls pop out, bouncing around and celebrating the coming of the new hero. In a matter of seconds, thousands of balls appear in front of you.
This amount of living balls shocks you. You remember how not so long ago you thought you were alone in this place!
“Listen well my dear children,” the big ball shouts. “Even though he is our hero, he is still weak and fragile! He definitely needs your power to succeed!”
All the balls vibrate, happily flashing with different brightness, yet still white in colour. Then one by one they begin penetrating and passing through your body. You can feel each passing ball transferring their powers into you, and power building up in your body.
The train of balls seems never ending, but you are enjoying it. This feeling of your body getting stronger is amazing. You feel so happy.
Just when you wondered when all this is going to end, the last ball passes through your body, formally ending the power transferring process.
You then have a look at your new body. The first thing you notice is that the colour of the skin is back, and your muscles are bigger and stronger. You feel your long hair resting against your chest and almost reaching for your butt, though it doesn’t seem to bother you that much. You are now wearing the outfit of a great warrior. You can’t stop admiring yourself. Impressive stuff.
This is the new you, and you feel incredible.
You quickly inspect your surroundings, your perception now a hundred times sharper than before. You can hear the individual sounds of falling balls on the ground, as they dissolve and re-join with the ground below. It looks like the balls are dying out after giving you their energies.
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Shortly, all that’s left is the mighty you standing before the original ball. The ball gazes at you with astonishment.
“I had selected you and summoned you to this place because I believed you were the most fitting candidate. However, it never crossed my mind that you would be able to absorb all the power of my children! What kind of freakish body do you have!?”
You smile and ask, “I am your mighty hero, have you forgotten already?”
The ball looks deeply into your eyes, then laughs. “And what an amazing hero you are! You vastly exceed my initial expectations!”
The ball vibrates itself, distorting time and space. A large silver door appears not that far away. You can see the metal gates of the door slowly open, revealing a pitch black entrance, and you wonder where it leads too.
“Listen well my esteemed hero. The world you will soon be entering is a harsh place – though the power you now wield should protect you from most dangers.”
“And about your mission and why I summoned you here, this will be revealed to you over the course of time. I trust you will live up to the hype and that you will act wisely. Well, I have no doubts that you will. Farewell, my beloved child.”
As soon as he finishes his speech, a stream of powerful winds pulls you towards the dark entrance. You can resist the force of the winds if you want to, but you decide to keep moving forward, feeling exciting about what you will find or who you will meet in this new world.
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