A God's Apocalyptic Entertainment

I sat there crying, I had no energy in my body.

The din of the noise around me faded to black, as I lost myself to sorrows.

How could things turn out like this?

My eyes were still unfocused as I looked down at the bundle in my hands. This was all I had left, and even she was taken from me.

I was holding my newly born sister, there were complications during birth and my mother sacrificed herself so she could be born.

SHE DID ALL THAT AND YET!!!!!

Grief clouded my thoughts and more tears cascaded down my face. I tightly clutched the bundle to my chest and cried my eyes out.

The doctor said they tried, but after the complication, and even hooking her up to machines, they couldn't stabilize my sister. Why did god have to take my Family???

WHY?!?!?!

I continued to sit there and cry. I don't know for how long. I just sat there, and at some point I even started cradling back and forth. Maybe I was going slightly insane?

But what was wrong with that?

My Father was taken away from me 3 months ago; all the police knew was that he was on his way home, when he got hit by a truck. They caught the driver 7 blocks away, still on a rampage. He was delirious and had already hit another 6 people.

When he was caught all he kept saying was, "Truck-sama, Truck-sama" he kept repeating it over and over, sometimes adding on "They have been blessed". Later on he was tried in court, but only got sentenced to time in a mental institute.

It was too good for him, that bastard.

Mother never recovered after we got the news. I think the only reason she kept eating so much and staying healthy, was for the baby.

And after the shitty hand we were given, mom still died, and my sister also couldn't make it.

What was the point of it all, why would god let that happen?

Is there any point to keep going? I don't even know how I'm going to live anymore.

So I kept rocking back and forth, tears trickling down my face.

The only good thing was that no one came to bother me. I could just sit here by myself, for a while; no noise came through beyond the hospital door and I was glad for the peace and quiet.

After god knows how long, I slightly pulled myself out of my stupor. After the doctor had handed over my dead sister, he had quietly cleared the room and nothing was left, except me and what was left of my family.

I slowly got up and moved towards the bed where my mother lay. She looked peaceful now, she had been anxious during the child birth and had given it all. She must have been relieved after the baby came out.

I opened my mouth a couple of times but, nothing found its way out, what could I say to her, I couldn't even keep my sister safe.

I started to cry again as my legs buckled in front of my mother's bed. I was in a kneeling position before I knew it.

And as I was wallowing in sorrow, a voice suddenly boomed in my head.

HELLO ANTS I AM YOUR NEW OVERLORD.

YOUR GOD.

THE ONE WHO USED TO RULE OVER THIS UNIVERSE, LOST A BET WITH ME.

SO NOW I AM IN CONTROL OF YOUR PITIFUL PLANET.

AND I MUST SAY.

IT.

IS.

BORING.

WHERE IS THE STRUGGLE?

THE CHALLENGE?

THE DESPERATION FOR SURVIVAL?

I THINK IT'S TIME TO CHANGE THINGS UP.

TWO IN THREE OF YOUR POPULATION WILL NOW BECOME INFECTED.

THOSE THAT SURVIVE, COUNT YOUR LUCKY STARS, OR DON'T.

BECAUSE THOSE THAT DO WILL NOW HAVE TO STRUGGLE AGAINST THE INFECTED, AND TRUST ME, YOU DON'T WANT TO BECOME ONE OF THEM.

ALL THOSE THAT ARE INFECTED, THAT IS YOUR FATE. HAHA

BUT THIS DOESN'T SEEM HARD ENOUGH, I WILL TAKE AWAY YOUR SUPERIOR FIREARMS AND YOUR ELECTRICITY.

BUT DON'T SAY THAT I AM NOT A FAIR OVERLORD, HMMM.

OK, ALL THOSE THAT ARE AGED 60 AND ABOVE SHALL BE INFECTED.

AND ALL THOSE 12 AND BELOW CAN'T BE INFECTED, GOT TO LEAVE THE NEXT GENERATION WITH A CHANCE, ALBEIT A SMALL ONE HAHA

I'LL ALSO CLEAR UP SOME ROOM ON THE PLANET SO THAT SOME THINGS CAN GROW, WHAT'S THIS? CEMETERY?

THE BODIES OF THE DEAD ARE TAKING UP TOO MUCH ROOM, BETTER JUST GET RID OF THEM…

As the voice talked on, even though it was booming in my head, I was barely listening to it, as my grief had come back. But it was at that moment that the bundle in my hands started to glow, as well as the bed where my mother lay.

In the next few seconds the bodies of both my dead mother and sister started to disappear into nothing and float away. I scrambled up as rage started to cloud my mind.

No

No

NO

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Not their bodies, give them back!!!!

I grabbed my head as I stared at their bodies disappearing, screaming my lungs out. I tried to grab on to the disappearing dust like shimmer, but my hands grabbed nothing. I felt like I was going insane.

Why was this happening?

Why was this happening?!?!?

The voice continued on as I was raging inside.

THAT'S BETTER, NOW THERE IS MORE ROOM AND LESS DISTRACTION FOR PEOPLE, HAHA.

His laughter rang on as I finally focused back on to his voice, this person was the reason they disappeared! This person and that shitty god that lost the bet with him!

Couldn't they leave me alone, after all I had been through?

AND FINALLY MY GREATEST GIFT, THAT I SHALL BESTOW UPON YOU LOWLY ANTS.

I SHALL BESTOW UPON THE SURVIVORS, THE ABILITY TO OVERCOME THIS. THE ABILITY TO REACH POWER THE LIKES OF WHICH, YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN.

HAHA

THAT IS, IF YOU STRUGGLE WITH ALL YOU HAVE, IF YOU CAN CLAW YOUR WAY FROM THE DEPTHS OF DESPAIR AND RISE ABOVE.

TO REACH THE GODS.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

MAKE IT ENTERTAINING HUMANITY, MAKE IT A GOOD SHOW.

I AM EVER SO BORED.