Prologue: The Void

---The Writer POV---

Well, this is interesting. I'm currently nowhere. Looking ahead there is just Empty nothingness stretching out to infinity, or from infinity. That wasn't my thought. Okay, ****** take a deep breath. Wait, what's my name? Fuck. Okay, pause a second what do you know? I am in let's call it the void. Me and, well great can't recall their names either, where watching... A nuke fall. How did I predict that timing so well.

Looking down I see am white and spherical and lack a gender. So there's a lot of stuff wrong there. Looking up again I see the void has changed or has it did I change? There are colours in the distance, like a rainbow but not a rainbow it's. No. It's not a rainbow of colours. Fuck, am I losing my mind? Is this hell?

"̴̻͉͉̫̐̈̇̍͝C̶̛̜̭̑͛a̶̳͍͔͙͂̂̉̑l̸̬̳͈̠͝m̵͓͔̯̝͘ ̷̦̟̹̞̆̈́͗̾͜y̸͙̲͇̥̏o̴̥̣̯̻̽̒͆͌͝ų̶̼̞́̅͝r̸̲̥̋͐ş̴̜̗̓̽̚ĕ̴͔͓̫̙̿̈́̊̚ͅl̵̲̹̗̺̬̔f̸̖̖̗̜̼͒́̋͋͘,̵̬̖͊͋̈́̕͜͝ͅ ̸̠̥̱́̾͒͑͝C̸͔͇͉͊͑̀̎͘͜ḧ̷͓͗͌̄i̴̛̛͉͗̈́l̵͈̏ͅd̸̗͙̾.̶̘̖͂̇̄͌͝"̴͙̞͚̝̆

Wow, that is a feeling like waking up after a perfect nap. I recognise that voice. It wasn't a voice last I heard it though. I'd always heard it when I was scared or terrified and it calmed me, But it never spoke it was more like the sound of a feeling. It's what gave me a time for the bombs dropping how did it know?

The colours that are not made of colour in the distance seem to swirl for a second.

Then, what feels like a second later 2 other orbs of light appear beside me and despite not having features I recognise them.

Looking over at, the steampunk lover "Hey you, you're finally awake."

The Space marine catches on. "You were trying to cross the border? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, like us and that thief over there."

Steampunk seems to look at us. "I guess it makes sense that God Howard's vision is the thing that transcends death. Anyways, how death treating you."

Despite being an orb space marine shrugs "Don't have Asthma anymore soo... positives I guess. Anyways are we being reincarnated or what."

""Huh""

"Well you know, It's a pretty common trope. A person does something, dies, and wakes up in a pitch-black void before a god or Random Omnipotent Being decides to reincarnate them with wishes before they go on to form a harem"

"Okay, see the pitch-black void part I get but typically those characters did something good and received a lot of positive karma, our actions are one of the primary causes behind an apocalyptic genocide. Seems more likely our souls are about to be extinguished."

"What are you two talking about, can't you two see the colours in the distance?"

They don't have time to answer before a being appears in from of us. It looks like a stereotypical depiction of god all-white robes and flowing beard save for the fact that it is very clearly glaring at us.

"You three, do you know what you've done?! You have destroyed the entire fabric of fate with that reality, the world wasn't meant to end for another century I don't even know how it's possible that you ended the world when you did."

God's face seems to pause for a second before turning into cold indifference. It's sending chills down a non-existent spine.

"Oh well. It doesn't matter if you never reincarnate it will never happen again." Glowing white energy begins to burst into existence around God's hand as it points towards us. Looking past it I see the colours of nothing darken.

Then out of nowhere a huge blood-red lance coated in a neon blue flame appears piercing directly into god's chest. Gods body begins to shatter into light as a new figure appears pulling the lance the rest of the way through gods chest it regards us.

It appears to be an attractive man in his mid-twenties blond hair flowing to his shoulders and a physique that any athlete would kill for clearly pressed up against a pure white suit with a black shirt underneath. In his front pocket sits a blood-red rose. With a gesture, the lance vanishes.

"So then children If God is against you why not give The Devil a shot."