"Mortal."(?)
Amara awoke to the voice that shook her to the very bones. As she opened her eyes, she noticed that she was laying with her face on a surface that seemed like a mirror. However, unlike a mirror, it was lukewarm to the touch. And the mirror was reflecting a bright light, bright enough to blind her.
As she raised her head from a small pool of her own drool, she looked up and saw that she was in a humongous circular room, several hundred meters in both diameter and height. The room should by all logic be too large for the dome shaped roof to be supported without any pillars. Towards the border of the room - in front of her, sat a being too bright to look at upon a golden throne.
Amara stood up to take in the rest of her surroundings. The only other being aside from the bright being in front of her was a young woman to her side, with platinum blonde hair and luminous grey eyes staring back at her. A pair of folded, glowing white wings protruded from what seemed to be a white toga that reached her bare feet.
Well I'll be damned. A god and an angel. Guess I'm having the weirdest, most lucid dream of my life, or I'm dead and these good-for-nothings picked me up.
"Indeed, you are dead. You have been chosen as our champion."(God)
Great. He can read my mind. Welp, guess I've got no secrets then...I might as well roll with it.
"...How did I die?"(Amara)
"Oh, you could say that you had an intimate greeting with Truck-kun!"(??)
The angel smiled and responded cheerfully as she looked at Amara. Somehow, Amara could only feel disappointed that she died and went to heaven the most cliché way possible in the history of light novels.
Oh yeah, it's coming back to me now. I was standing by a red light, browsing for my next novel to read on SH when I felt someone push me out onto the street.
"And you're what, my guardian angel? Bang-up job there, feathers. Didn't bother to stop the truck, nor the person who pushed me did you?"(Amara)
"Not at all. I'm the one who pushed you, after all."(??)
Stunned by the angel's statement, Amara only stared at her innocently smiling face.
"...you're the one who pushed me?"(Amara)
"Yup!" she responded cheerfully.
"So you killed me."(Amara)
The angel tilts her head. "I did no such thing. That was the truck."(??)
"I wouldn't have been killed by the truck if you didn't push me, right?" (Amara)
"True."(??)
"Then you killed me!" Amara retorted angrily.
"No, the truck killed you. I only helped."(??)
Is this girl stupid or just taking the piss out of me?
"Isn't there some kind of heavenly law against collecting souls early or something?"(Amara)
"There is. "(??)
"Then why did you collect mine?!"(Amara)
"Cause I didn't collect it directly?"(??)
"So what, it's like a loophole?!"(Amara)
The angel's smile grew wider, her white teeth gleaming between her pink lips as she started clapping her hands. "Exactly! I'm glad you understand!"(??)
This girl has a serious case of the nuts.
"Jeez..."(Amara)
"Sorry to disappoint you, he was a sham!"(??)
"....Figures."(Amara)
After all, I didn't give a damn about god or anything in my life. Always thought that even if he exists, he wouldn't care about me or anyone else.
Amara sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. She could already feel a migraine coming.
At least I didn't have much attachment for my life on Earth. My family died tragically years ago, my new foster family were abusive drunkards, and my friends weren't there for me when I needed them.
"Then why did you push me?"(Amara)
"Because I chose you to become our champion!"(??)
Great. You are the chosen one! Line up and get your 10% discount on our latest offer! I really don't like where this is heading.
"...Why me?"(Amara)
"Because you always said that god - that's him over there by the way - if he exists - he definitely does - is doing a piss poor job, and that even you could do better!"(??)
"...well I don't want to be disrespectful, but what has he done for the people on Earth lately?"(Amara)
"Nothing."(??)
"...Nothing?"(Amara)
"Yup. Your world was abandoned by Father long ago."(??)
"...I'm pretty sure I can do a better job than someone who does nothing, don't you think?"(Amara)
"..."(??)
"..."(God)
"...I rest my case. Speaking of, is it really okay for him to just abandon a worldful of people like that? It's not like it's an unfinished novel that you can simply give up on."(Amara)
"Actually, it's exactly like that."(God)
As the blindingly bright being upon the throne finally decided to join the conversation, Amara almost stumbled as his voice made her body shake to the very core. The angel however seemed unaffected. Or perhaps merely used to it.
"Ezme, explain to the mortal about what becoming a champion entails."(God)
"Yes Father! So, there's a war going on between Father and another god who we call the Devourer. Or more precisely, between their creations, the gods themselves are prohibited from partaking in any fighting."(Ezme)
Is God some kind of armchair general? Somehow that makes way too much sense.
The angel - apparently called Ezme, took a deep, dramatic breath.
"So, the war is mostly fought with the mortal races in our care, whom we assist, on one side, and the demons on the other. However, I think the gods themselves grew bored with the war so they negotiated an armistice to have a bet. A line has been drawn on all mortal worlds directly affected by the war. A thousand years from now, a world we selected will become the final battlefield. There, the two champions will duke it out. If the demons manage to kill our champion and the mortals on that world, they win and gain control over all currently contested worlds. If the demons and their champion - a demon lord - are killed, then we gain the worlds instead!"(Ezme)
Holy shit she managed to say all that in a single breath. Impressive. Wait - do angels even need to breathe?
Ezme drew another dramatic breath and pointed straight at Amara's face.
"You, oh inferior being, have been granted the honor to receive the gift of divinity to become our champion, and given the glorious task to rid the worlds seized by war and suffering from the demons!"(Ezme)
"...Why does it have to be a mortal that becomes the champion? Wouldn't it make more sense for it to be an angel?"(Amara)
"Oh yes it would!" Ezme chirped cheerfully before she looked at Amara with a solemn expression. "But we don't want to die."
"...I'd like to refuse."(Amara)
"If you refuse, Earth will burn."(God)
"...You guys are like the mob. Why should Earth have to suffer if I refuse?"(Amara)
"Cause it was destined too to begin with silly! There was a reason it was abandoned you know!"(Ezme)
Dammit. Why should I even care about the people of Earth? It's not like they did anything for me. I mean sure, there probably were good people on Earth too, but I don't feel like I ever met them, nor do I owe them anything.
"Should you succeed, I shall grant you dominion over Earth instead of destroying it. As well as all the contested worlds in this war. Should you refuse..."(God)
Even Amara, without any kind of power, could sense an ominous change in the air. She didn't have to imagine that something bad would happen to her should she refuse again, she could feel it.
"Fine then. I'll accept, but only if you promise that even if I fail you won't let Earth be touched."(Amara)
"You are quite bold; attempting to strike a bargain with a god. Why should I care about your condition?"(God)
"Well...to motivate me? Or do you not care about winning at all?"(Amara)
Although God was far too bright for any mortal to gaze upon directly, Amara felt pretty certain that he had an angry expression on his face. Glancing at Ezme, she saw that Ezme had chosen to look away from her, whistling to herself.
Looks like I touched a nerve. Guess he might not actually care...but has to make the appearance that he does?
"Cease those useless thoughts."(God)
Crap. Forgot he can read minds. Now I'm surprised he didn't rebuke me earlier.
After a prolonged pause, God finally spoke again.
"If you become the champion, Earth shall be your domain after the war is over, regardless of success or failure. Whether you are there to claim it or not after, is up to you."(God)
"...Then I gracefully accept."(Amara)
Snickering, along with a muted and sarcastic "Graceful!" could be heard from Ezme as God raised his hand, which began blazing even brighter, towards Amara.
Amara had no chance to ask what was about to happen, before her body experienced pain like she never had before, leaving no room for thought before she lost consciousness.
Speaking of, is it really okay for him to just abandon a worldful of people like that? It's not like it's an unfinished novel that you can simply give up on
hum … well now that you’re saying it
Oh btw please author can we have more chapter
@TheLord999 Thank you for reading! I'm up to my elbows with stuff to do at the moment, but once I got time I'll publish the next chapter.
@hauntedwritings Thanks for answering, I hope it doesn’t take to long
Hello ! Thanks for the chapter/story ! :)
First of all I don't understand this part :
"Jeez..."(Amara)
"Sorry to disappoint you, he was a sham!"(??)
"....figures."(Amara)
I guess Ezme is the one talking but, who/what is she refering to as a sham ?
Other than that, and since you asked for feedback, I don't understand why Amara agrees to the "deal" ?
She was treated like disposable trash, she's already dead (killed by them moreso) and had no attachment to Earth nor it's occupants so their threats meant nothing to her and she didn't seem interested in any of the "rewards" (becoming Earth's (and other planets/realms) god).
I mean, if I were to summarize what happened this chapter it would be something like this :
"Hey mortal (trash), we killed you and want you to be our scapegoat in the war to come because we have absolutely 0% chance of winning and none of us want to die. So we chosed you as our "champion" to fight (and die) in our stead because you're disposable trash and we don't care about you (or anyone else for that matter)." -Ezme/God
"I refuse." -Amara
"If you refuse we'll destroy Earth (which we were gonna do anyway)." -God
"I don't care about Earth, my parents are dead, my adoptive family are arses, my friends were never here for me and I'm already dead, but ok don't hurt Earth even if I fail please !" -Amara
Well I'm saying this just to point out something that bothered me just a little bit and because you asked for our "feedbacks". It truly doesn't bother me that much, it's just if I were to think deeper I guess ?
Maybe in the chapters to come more will be explain as to why or whatever.
Thanks for the chapter and I'll continue reading ! :D
Hello Ahrina, and thank you for joining us!
"Allow me to answer you first question!" (Ezme)
"Jeez, is a short for 'Jesus', a highly notable religious figure for many inhabitants on Earth!"
Well then, thank you Ezme. As for the second part: Amara?
"My oh-so-genious creator has decided that my atempt at refusal will come in a later chapter. Long story short, there are worse fates than death in this universe the author has created. Furthermore, I think the author is trying relate the feeling that I'm feeling shocked by the whole ordeal. Not exactly accepting my reality yet.
Furthermore!
As an observant reader, you will likely notice that the author has shamelessly used the 5 stages of grief as the thread for my emotional development."
Thank you for that, Amara.
So, that's my reasoning. I agree that I may have been neglectant, and should have gone something more like 'I don't care.' It's probable it'd made more sense, I agree with you.
This is the first time I'm writing, I started on a whim but I'm enjoying it. I don't expect my work to be good by the majority. I even expected it to be considered awful. I just wanted to write something I could read myself, and learn from the mistakes in the process. Such as this one!
So I'm truly grateful to you for you feedback. I believe, I might have made similar mistakes further on in the series.
Thank you for reading, providing feedback, and I hope you enjoy your stay with us!
"Why wouldn't they? I mean- hmpf!" (Ezme)
"Shh. Don't be rude." (Amara)
@hauntedwritings Hello ! Thanks for your answer ! :)
Well, I'll have to thanks Ezme for teaching me English, I never knew Jeez (or Geez as I've always wrote/seen it) was short for Jesus (probably because i'm not from a english speaking country). It makes a lot more sense now, thanks a lot ! (maybe edit it to "Jesus" instead of just "Jeez" in case some other people might be confused (but it truly doesn't matter)) As they say in my country : I'll go to bed less dumb tonight (or as you say in english : you learn something new every day). :D
As for the second part, first of all I want to say that this was in no way a complaint or a rant or whatever along those lines.
It was just an observation on the spot, at this one point in time, without having read ahead. Something like "oh why did she accept she doesn't have any reason to". Probably if I had read all the chapters in one go like you would a book, instead of stopping each chapter as it is for a such a web novel, I would have gotten my answer without having time to think/ask about it.
Thirdly; I admire you for having the courage to post your story online and even just to write it altogether. As a fellow "aspiring novelist" I find myself having a lot, and I mean A LOT, of trouble writing; I stumble upon every word and sentence I write and don't make any progress AT ALL in my stories, always wondering if I'm making the right choices at every crossroad and going back changing everything just to do it all over again.
So don't undermine yourself, all the more since your story and your writting aren't bad, I've read more popular stories both on this site and on others which were far less enjoyable to read, either for the way they were written, their story or both.
So have fun writting your story, and we'll have fun reading it.
Thanks !
@Ahrina Thank you, your praise and support is greatly appreciated!
I don't know if I'll change it, but I'll consider it at least. Someone might learn the same thing as you did.
"Naawh. Look at them. Get a room!" (Amara)
Do you want to hook up with Ezme or not, Amara?
Thanks and stay with us!
@hauntedwritings Thanks Amara ! Please support me as much as I support you with Ezme ! (jk)
Though please do be careful, for your author/creator seems to be as much of a tsun as your lover; we wouldn't want your love story to end up in drama, be caught in quagmire or not even start now do we ?
@Ahrina Oh dear. My secrets are out. Better delete the chapter, delete the series, delete the account and bury myself somewhere.
"HEYHEYHEY!" (Amara)
"H-how can you delete us!" (Ezme)
"Yeah! At least let me go out after having a slice of Ezme!" (Amara)
@hauntedwritings Sorry, I'll pray for the both of you !
Actually I got those questions too so its better they remained.
Your story have no loopholes that would hurt the eye of reader. Only loophole I found besides those before asked is that if god does not care about war then why give a jacksh*t and let minions fight till they die.
He would keep appearances and would not moved his precious ass from his throne by betting and losing for nothing instead maybe a war of attrition could give his and his minions precious time to make a comeback.
Thanks for amazing story and chapter keep going!
@MorningStar Hello and I'm glad you enjoyed it!
The question as to why god does nothing, is somewhat answered later on. I like to give out the details, a little bit at a time. Keep my readers guessing. Cause I'm sadistic like that.
"Yeah you are!" (Amara)
If you still think that god's choices aren't explained well enough by the time you catch up with posted chapters, do let me know. I'll probably write a side story at some point anyway regarding it, but some things need to come as they fit into the story.
Thank you for reading, your input and support, I hope you stay with us!
"Yeah, you better!" (Ezme)