Chapter 1: The Golden Worlds

Movies and television shows both have different ways of explaining life. Action movies say we should be quick with our hands and feet, hit a lot of people with our elbows, and eventually grow up to strong and in the end. So many tales, so many lives, all moe and inspirational ideas from talented and not-so-talented writers.

People are valued differently in movies and television, but not in books. In books, characters live and survive, but they also die. They are born the same way as we are—at times, a character may be alien like Superman, or a clone; they learn, they feel all the feelings that most humans would kill themselves over, and they learn to find true happiness…or they die in a sacrifice to increase happiness.

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I am God. I am the one who made you. I am not human; I may appear partially human, since I speak all of your languages and vaguely resemble you, but I am bigger and I never die. My death isn't unexpected or tragic like yours are. When I want to die, I'll die giving up my throne to a worthy candidate. But only to a candidate who can take life and also save it.

I am the real god. I am not saying this out of vanity; it is merely fact. There is a lesser God of Time and Space, Deus Ex Machina, who believes he can pose as me. He is wrong. His powers echo mine, but I am the real God. I am the one you pray to when you go to church, I am the one who loves every one of you like my children, and I fix your mistakes but not your problems.

Why do I allow good people to be wiped out? Why do I take children and not parents, letting the grandparents live to see their family completely abolished? I have two sides, one who is good to everyone and one who feels that good or bad people cannot go unpunished, for I have been abstinent of using my powers.

I need someone who can use my powers better than I; thus I have picked thirty candidates for a tournament soon to take place. I will transfer my powers into thirty diaries, allowing to tell the future, and give them to thirty owners. The diaries and their owners will become one. If the diary is ever to come into ruin then, their lives will perish along with it. They must take the lives of the other diary holders to win the game, and their goal is to be the last one standing when the world ends. Like the lives of the diary holders, the whole world will die along with them, and only one can make the world in their own ideal image. That person will be the last diary holder...and the new God.

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I want to tell you all a tale, one that has happened to me. It starts with a world you do not know of and thus cannot give a name; I will call it World 1. World 1 was created by the second god, Deus Ex Machina, the one who took my throne and my power. How am I still alive? I am not alive. It wasn't me who controlled that world, it was an alternate me who gave Deus Ex Machina the throne—that me had lived for 10,000 decades. Deus finished his mission and passed his powers to a young girl named Yuno. Yuno was once a normal girl—she got good grades in school, made a lot of friends, had big dreams, and planned to be married. But, much like a soldier forbidden from entering the line of battle, Yuno let out her frustrations and killed her own abusive parents, keeping them as mementos of her scarred childhood. Yuno was a girl who killed her parents, and consequently she will remember them in Hell, where all tormented souls that can never forgive the suffering.

Yuno became God of that world after winning her version of the game; however, a world without her love was a world she could not live in. She chose to move to a different world where the battle to be God hadn't yet started and killed the Yuno in that world. Yuno tried becoming God again, but killed herself in an unexpected turn of events, making her love Yuki the God of the second world. And as for the people in the third world…their world didn't die and they never had to take part in the game, living the rest of their lives in peace.

I wish I could tell you that the worlds after the third world ended peacefully, but I cannot. The Deus Ex Machina from the fourth world was a little different from those previous. He was mad with power and refused to die in the same way his second self died, the first world and third world all living happier lives. Instead of letting history repeat itself, he killed twelve of the diary holders and gave the power of a god to John Bacchus. John Bacchus created a world with people that shared his beliefs. The fourth Deus had his fun with John Bacchus then moved to the next world, the fifth world. He gave all the diary holders their chance of winning, moving from world to world, until all twelve of the Diary Holders won. If it were up to this Deus, he would continue to disrupt the peace of the world for his own amusement. Even from another world, I sensed what that Deus wants. I had no choice but to formulate a plan asking the Deus of my world to grant me the remainder of his powers so I could get rid of the Deus from the fourth world. I succeeded after Deus killed his other worldly self, but a rule was passed among powers even greater than I when I slaughtered Deus that I must fill his part of becoming God, so in the world in which I stopped him I must make the rules; I am its new God. I chose more candidates not because I want more bloodshed, but so that they never have to find each other and murder just to become God.

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My life is full of lemons. One day, I hope for it all to be over. I want to stop the murder, the war, the disease; I want to keep the death, because it is something we all must share. It is the only thing that makes you human and me God. What I want is for everyone to keep the love. Love and pleasure are feelings I never want to let go.

If this world gets a new God, I hope he or she will give me a happier ending than that of the third world.