Deus left the hospital, but he didn't get inside of his car, he just stared at the sky, watching the time pass. Until he heard a young man with blue hair, laughing out loud in a weird way while reading some kind of magazine. Deus recognized the young man; he was an old friend of his, and there was no one better to talk to about the Utopian War than him. Deus opened a small smile and sat in the same bench where the young man sat.
- Well, well, well, - Deus said. - If it isn't Mr. '4chan'. What'cha doing here?
- I heard on the news that Mr. Deus was going to visit Doctor Gregory's house, and you definitely wouldn't visit a doctor, since you have the perfect health, so, what is the matter, Deus-chan?" '4chan' asked.
- I wanted someone to discuss about the war.
- The Utopian War? '4chan' asked surprised.
- Yep. By the way, I think you know something about the war, since you fought on it, right?
- Of course I do, Deus... '4chan' said with a serious face.
This discussion is not necessary for the readers, since they don't know yet what was the Utopian War. About 10 years ago, in the year of 2005, when Deus ended all the basic problems on the planet, such as hunger, misery and ignorance, he helped the people of the Middle East to eliminate all the Jews in their 'lands', of the ways was to give small atomic bombs to the terrorists at Israel instead of their ordinary bombs. After declaring war and destroying Israel, Deus and the countries on his side consequently declared war against the United States of America, but it was the only one who tried to stop Deus. No other country declared war against Deus or his allies. It wasn't hard to him making all the other countries fight on his side. Imagine the picture, the entire planet Earth, against the most powerful country at that time. In the first three years, no army was able to get inside of the U.S.A. territory, until Deus thought on something that no human would dare to do. He killed almost all of the Africa's population, 1 billion Africans were killed, but not in a human way, with guns or such things, but in a Divine Style, so the humans wouldn't thought that as a genocide, but a God's punishment. Deus used all the matter from the 1 billion bodies he killed to create an explosive. At first, he declared to discuss a peace treaty with the U.S.A., but the details should be discussed at the White House, the American's Government agreed, they checked Deus's body completely, using all kind of technology to make sure it wasn't a trick, but it wasn't enough. The peace treat was going to be recorded by the media, as a historic moment, but before they began arguing about the details of the treaty, Deus invited the U.S.A.'s President to a chess game. Suspicious, but trusting on the security of his own country, the president agreed. The game came to pass, and both seemed to be playing fair, but Deus turned one of the pieces into the his explosive; more specifically the Queen. When Deus made his final movement, he said the words that the entire world would remember forever, "With this movement, I declare checkmate". With these three words, Deus activated the explosive, destroying completely the White House and all the U.S.A.'s East Territory, but instead of an atomic bomb, the explosion turned into a light blue mushroom, turning everything on its way to pure and simple H2O at a speed of exactly 2560 miles per hour. But the explosion didn't kill Deus, he survived unharmed somehow. After the annihilation of half USA, it surrendered. Most people didn't blame Deus for the explosion, since Russia had 'accidentally' launched a missile with a new kind of technology a few moments before the explosion. After the War, the East territory of the USA was rebuild in a short period of time, Deus managed to annex Mexico and Canada with the USA to make a new country, called New United States of America (N.U.S.A.), with the war over and the world in a peace made on the fear, Deus knew that rebellions would start soon, so he decided to fix all the remaining world's problems as soon as possible, something impossible to any human since they don't want to save their own species, but their economic system. And the results of Deus' works are something that could be called 'wonderful', to restore the hope of the people who had lost it long ago, and bring a real peace to Earth after 2500 years of the human existence.
Deus and '4chan' were almost done with the discussion about the Utopian War:
- I was the one that activated the bomb" Deus said.
- Of course. - '4chan' said - I can't think of anyone else mad enough to kill millions of people without any regret.
- But I do have regret, 4chan.
- Really? What do you regret?" '4chan' asked, even more surprised.
- I regret destroying the Coca-Colas Factory, what else?
'4chan' was about to say something, but he decided just to do put his hand on his head.
- You should had been waiting for an answer like that, 4chan. Deus said smiling.
- Heh, I know, but you still surprise me. Anyway, what do really want to talk about?
- Simple,- Deus said in a a serious tone. "I want you, 4chan, to be the next N.U.S.A. President.
'4chan' got up really fast and looked astoundingly at Deus.
- W-w-wh... What?" '4chan' asked, wide-eyed.
- Y-you want me, to be the new president? - '4chan' asked still surprised.
- Well, yes, I don't think in anyone better to do that. - Deus said - Except maybe for that guy in Las Vegas, what was his name? Something like Nexev... it is hard to pronounce.
- But why would you want to be replaced? I mean, everything is perfect!
- Exactly, everything is perfect, too damn perfect that nothing really fun happens, except for the usual earthquakes, Tsunamis and twisters. I mean, I destroyed the Vatican, Jerusalem, that Jew's Country, and even that squared rock that those Asiatic worth ship, showing then that their gods are pure myths, and even with that, believers doesn't want me dead.
- Probably because they see you as the Devil. - '4chan' said while recovering himself.
- Or as God.
- So you are what? The God of War?
- Nah, that is Kratos. I'm no god, anyway, I should talk with ... Nexev, since you don't want to have the greatest power.
- Is not like that, Deus. - '4chan' pondered - IF you give power to any other human, others will begin to disagree with your decision, thinking they are the ones who should replace you, and all the madness will start all over again.
- Madness is fun, DarkLink, but you could be the Vice-President.
- You have a Vice-President?
- Of course not, I don't need one, but humans always need someone to put the blame in.
- ... Screw you. - Darklink grumped.
Deus went to the place to the old city of Las Vegas, the City of gambling and strippers, where in the past was a place that you lost your money even if you don't have it, turned into one of the most advanced cities in the whole world, with all the gambling over, and other activities considered illegal in 97 states of N.U.S.A., the only thing that kept the city in the middle of the desert up and running was the technology industry.
Deus didn't need to go to Las Vegas, he just needed to talk with Nexev, the future NUSA's president.
In the Company's officer in Las Vegas
- Excuse Mr. Nexev, sir? Someone wish to speak with you. - Nexev's secretary said
- I'm busy - Nexev said nervous - Whoever the person is, tell him to come back later.
- But, Mr. Nexev..., the person who wishes to speak with you is the NUSA's president.
- What? - Nexev shouted just before falling out of his chair - Well... herm, let him in... and cancel all my appointments of today.
- Ok, sir.
Nexev was more nervous than never, after all, being the boss of 89% of all Las Vegas's industry must be hard, and the fact of the most powerful being in the world wants to speak with him just make he more uneasy.
Deus sat in the chair in front of Nexev's desk, looking around the office.
- So... - Nexev said worried - what I should have the honor to speak with you, Mr. President?
_ Cut the kissing ball's chat, Nexev, I have it since I left C.C. (Capital City, old Washington) - Deus said
- Right! sorry about that! *cough* Anyway... what do you want to talk about?
- Well, first, you have to promise me that you're not gonna faint, ok?
- Ok... - Nexev wondered for a bit while trying to calm down - I think can do that.
- I want you, Mr. Nexev, to replace me as the new NUSA's President.
Nexev would have to hit the floor if it wasn't for his chair, a men so stressed could take too much, but thanks to his sadistic nature, Deus enjoyed watching Nexev trying to breathe.
- Take it easy, my fella. - Deus said to Nexev - It is not hard at all to command the whole world at all.
- You think I really have the power to have your position? - Nexev questioned Deus
- Of course, but that was the main reason of me being here, in Las Vegas, I have other reasons to be here, but it has to do with you as well.
- Really? Like what?
- I want the prototype of Time Machine your company is building without any government permission.
- I'm sorry, Deus, but I needed to make sure that it was working before I showed it to you, you could ruin my reputation with your ... "honesty". Anyway, that is not my department, you might wanna talk with my associate, his name is Creator, he is the one working on the time machine.
- Then, where is this 'Creator'?
- On the 35th undergrounds floor.
- Thanks for your help, President Nexev. - Deus said before leaving the office
Nexev tried to relax, to put the pieces together, be the new President? It would be too much for him, maybe not, after all, Deus wanted to give him his position.
- President Nexev - Nexev said smiling while spinning his chair - I could live with that.