Written but not owned by Alan Rife
Prologue
As I shoved my comrades back hearing the beeping of a claymore near the commanding officer. I threw myself on top of it, to contain the blast sudden pain tore through me.
I stood nearby platoon as they were recovering from the blast. My equipment was gone all I had was a robe pure white, confusion shot through me and I was standing in front of many people I both recognized and didn't recognize. A man that was vaguely familiar to me, "Who would you say that I am, Alan Rife?" The man asked.
I thought for a moment, "The Overlord of Overlords, etc, etc, etc." I said, grinning.
He burst out laughing as others stood dumbfounded, a man that looked slightly older than him chortled.
"Thank you, for the life I had." I said, nodding.
"You aren't going to ask why you are in the Highest degree of glory?" A brown curly haired girl asked.
"No man hath greater love…" I quoted, "I did the best I could with what I knew."
"You were supposed to be the Anti…"
"Free agency says I didn't have to be." I countered, they all chortled.
I turned feeling a space that never had been filled as I felt something was missing from my heart. I turned away flying off and laid back on a cloud.
"This isn't really enough for you is it?" The Overlord of Overlords asked.
"Something is missing, a hole in my heart that was never filled." I said, tears streaming down my cheeks, "It was always there."
"Now that you are here in the highest degree of glory, you can do most anything you want." He said.
"But I don't understand why magic was never created?" I asked.
"It was an unnecessary complication when life without it was hard enough." He stated.
"So, I can do anything I want?" I asked.
"As long as it doesn't break the commandments, you have been taught." He said.
"I know that I'm dead and all. Remember when you said your children deserve choices, what if some of them don't want to live through Judgment day?" I asked, "I want to offer an alternative to judgment day an alternate reality an...Earth B."
He chuckled, "A videogame but real."
"My 'character' won't be able to die because my real body will be here safe and sound." I said.
"Who is Atma?" The Father of the overlord of Overlords asked.
"That is the purpose of the game the entire point of my game is discovering who Atma is. The funny part is there is no final boss because there is no main story line. Right from the beginning the player is in free play mode. People believe dragons are evil and nothing can be done to save them. But it's the multi headed dragons that are depicted as evil in the bible. Those are Hydras and yes those are evil. But then again so is that one pink bubble gum overpowered guy from that one anime." I said, "And his fat version turned out alright."
"Remember the Kekkei Genkai I came up with." I said.
"Of course, each physical augmentation takes the place of one of the inner gates giving an increased ability of some kind." The Overlord said.
"Remember the Dragon of Olympus, he is merely a warrior given the title of dragon because of his fire abilities. He's the one that makes sure all the overlords don't get directly involved." I said, "He is also an Overlord. Remember the Yggdrasil computer system, well, it monitors the game, but it's combined with the Michael from that one Anime where they used the chess pieces."
"This so called Godslayer the Gilded lamentation." The Overlord of Overlords asked frowning.
"It is incapable of harming the innocent and is incorruptible it isn't capable of taking life period no exceptions! No loopholes!" I said, "The entire point of this game is to prove that fun is better than war, thereby ending all the killing and war in your name. The other entire point is that I want to send World of Warcraft to its death. I hate that game with a passion yes it is a well-made game. Think of this game as a training program that makes people want to do the right thing without making them realize it by giving them bonuses for doing the right thing like going to church. Plus no one dies while playing if they die in the game they simply get ejected from the game. Please don't make me explain it?" I asked everyone burst out laughing.
"It's your world you create it." He said.
"Oh, remember how there were a lot of miscarriages of the years one of all the miscarriages ended up in this alternate reality. It's time people knew that their overlord Of overlords knows how to have fun." I said, "I'm tired of hearing how you are this mean person that enjoys condemning people. It isn't right and you know it."
He sighed, "Fine, it's not like I don't have anything else to do." He stated eying me.
"Great!" I said, smiling hugely.
The Overlord of Overlords and his father both gaped before breaking out in a smile.
"I'm mean come on, what part of the Overlord of Overlords is all powerful, all knowing, and all places all at once can't people understand." I said, looking around.
The Overlord of Overlords clapped me on the shoulder, "Enjoy your afterlife." He said, smirked, pointing.
I looked to see my alternate reality that I'd just been talking about, "Enjoy your afterlife little brother." The Overlord of Overlords said a huge genuine smile on his face.
He slapped me on the back sending me hurtling out of heaven, "You'll experience it like the rest of the players." He said.
I found myself standing in front of Mewtwo he turned to purple energy flowing into my body, 'You are my successor, use my power wisely.' Mewtwo stated.
Light flooded my blurry vision; I blinked clearing it as a black haired, black winged woman came into view. She clutched me as the world spun with a purple energy. An arrow protruded from her back, she looked at me weakly.
"Ailin, my beloved son, I bequeath to you Esilyon, my Nth metal warhammer." She said, weakly as we appeared in a forest.
A bright red orb of light with bright red fairy wings flew around mom and me. Mom materialized a sword slicing off her wings, the gold collar around her neck shined before coming undone falling to the ground. She picked up her wings a golden light shined around her as her wounds healed. My infant self was preoccupied with the strange orb of red light that was hovering near me.
A black cloth wrapped around me, warmly as my mother kissed my cheek, a golden energy rushed toward me a hammer seemed to call to me.
"My beloved son, I love you. Though you will not remember this one day you will return to this world. I have no regrets following my heart and betraying Atma for your father Aro Volturi. My son, follow your heart no matter what the consequences. My son, I pray that you will be free to live as you choose."
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