The Power of Good, From Start to Finish
Chapter 1: Birth of a New God
Hello, I'm Sabram. This story is about myself as a god and my creature Otengo. I trust i'd flatter myself too much, so the story will be told in the third person. Just in case people don't know, Black and White is trademark Lionhead Studios, and i don't own it. And even if i did i don't know what to do with it. Now then, where to start...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- Sabram awoke from his almost endless slumber. In his mind he heard someone shouting for help, but wasn't sure what it was. As drowsiness left him he remembered what he was. "Oh shit.." was the first thing on his mind as he shot out of the void into a nearby universe. He made good time, considering he almost slept through the call. He neared the planet the call came from and slowed a bit. Ahead there were a man and a woman, looking out to sea and waving their arms frantically. Sabram looked ahead to see what the problem was and found the boy, and the sharks. He quickly reached out his hand and plucked the boy from the water, grinning as the sharks collided with each other. Placing the boy on the beach with his parents, Sabram wondered what was next. The woman spoke first, dropping onto her knees and bowing. "Oh thank you! Thank you for saving our boy!" "We praise you!" said the man, following his wife's example. The boy was just too overcome to speak, so he just dropped to kis knees along with his parents. Sabram was also pleased, he didn't think it would be this easy to gather followers. "Greetings." said a voice off Sabram's left shoulder, startling him enough so he almost fell to the ground. "Who the hell are you!" he exclaimed, standing a bit straighter after the shock. "You scared me!" "No no no, you've got it backwards. He's from Heaven, I'm from Hell." came another voice from behind him. This time Sabram did hit the ground in front of his new followers, scaring them a little, but not much. He scrambled to his feet and glared at the two, a small man floating on a cloud, with a golden robe and a beard that had faint rainbow colors to it, and a reddish demon that liked to wear ladies clothing.
Sabram stood and dusted himself off, then stepped into the godly time dimension so one human second is an hour for him. "Ok, you can't startle me anymore. Now tell me who you are if you don't mind?" The little old man bowed on his cloud. "I am your saintly advisor Sire. I will help you make decisions that may help people, and generally let people know you are on the side of good." He sat back down, thinking he said that well. Now the demon flew practically into Sabram's face. "Hi! I'm your bad influance! I'll make sure that you do things the way they SHOULD be done! Blood and Terror are the only way!" He cackles and goes back to his usual place in front of Sabram. These guys were too much, and sabram burst out laughing. "Oh man, what am i going to do with you two? are you supposed to be my concience?" "Yes." both of the little guys said at once, Sabram stopped laughing at once. The two continued, still speaking as one, "We are your concience, so you best take our advice well." "I will. Now about these people..." Sabram gestures, they are back in the human time. "Little ones, is there more you need?" "Er, yes Most Holy, please come with us to our villiage, they will want to worship you there." This sounded like a great idea to Sabram, so he followed. After all, worshippers are a god's life, without them he's dust.
Chapter 1: Birth of a New God
Hello, I'm Sabram. This story is about myself as a god and my creature Otengo. I trust i'd flatter myself too much, so the story will be told in the third person. Just in case people don't know, Black and White is trademark Lionhead Studios, and i don't own it. And even if i did i don't know what to do with it. Now then, where to start...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- Sabram awoke from his almost endless slumber. In his mind he heard someone shouting for help, but wasn't sure what it was. As drowsiness left him he remembered what he was. "Oh shit.." was the first thing on his mind as he shot out of the void into a nearby universe. He made good time, considering he almost slept through the call. He neared the planet the call came from and slowed a bit. Ahead there were a man and a woman, looking out to sea and waving their arms frantically. Sabram looked ahead to see what the problem was and found the boy, and the sharks. He quickly reached out his hand and plucked the boy from the water, grinning as the sharks collided with each other. Placing the boy on the beach with his parents, Sabram wondered what was next. The woman spoke first, dropping onto her knees and bowing. "Oh thank you! Thank you for saving our boy!" "We praise you!" said the man, following his wife's example. The boy was just too overcome to speak, so he just dropped to kis knees along with his parents. Sabram was also pleased, he didn't think it would be this easy to gather followers. "Greetings." said a voice off Sabram's left shoulder, startling him enough so he almost fell to the ground. "Who the hell are you!" he exclaimed, standing a bit straighter after the shock. "You scared me!" "No no no, you've got it backwards. He's from Heaven, I'm from Hell." came another voice from behind him. This time Sabram did hit the ground in front of his new followers, scaring them a little, but not much. He scrambled to his feet and glared at the two, a small man floating on a cloud, with a golden robe and a beard that had faint rainbow colors to it, and a reddish demon that liked to wear ladies clothing.
Sabram stood and dusted himself off, then stepped into the godly time dimension so one human second is an hour for him. "Ok, you can't startle me anymore. Now tell me who you are if you don't mind?" The little old man bowed on his cloud. "I am your saintly advisor Sire. I will help you make decisions that may help people, and generally let people know you are on the side of good." He sat back down, thinking he said that well. Now the demon flew practically into Sabram's face. "Hi! I'm your bad influance! I'll make sure that you do things the way they SHOULD be done! Blood and Terror are the only way!" He cackles and goes back to his usual place in front of Sabram. These guys were too much, and sabram burst out laughing. "Oh man, what am i going to do with you two? are you supposed to be my concience?" "Yes." both of the little guys said at once, Sabram stopped laughing at once. The two continued, still speaking as one, "We are your concience, so you best take our advice well." "I will. Now about these people..." Sabram gestures, they are back in the human time. "Little ones, is there more you need?" "Er, yes Most Holy, please come with us to our villiage, they will want to worship you there." This sounded like a great idea to Sabram, so he followed. After all, worshippers are a god's life, without them he's dust.