Robert Curtis die from a bolt of lightning. His consciousness then fuse with a baby god. He thus become a god in a multiverse where gods are frequently dying but can't do anything since he's still too young. He decides with his friends to become a true ROB. He'll sometimes prank mortals, sometimes observe their epic lives. He'll do everything to fight the fact that he's bored now that he is a god. I think that with a human spirit, it must be pretty hard and boring to be immortal and overpowered since there's no challenge and just the eternity to live. Some write novels about guys who dies, meet a ROB and reincarnate. My goal in this book was to write a story that is dynamic and cool to read. I'll try to write it once a week but I'm a student so I might not attein this goal. I think that it's not that bad but English isn't my maternal language and I began learning English only 6 years ago so I might not have the best way of writing but I'll do my utmost best. Hoping you enjoy it Peace ✌️
Darkness. Silence. Nothingness.
Memories start to come back.
My name is Robert Curtis, and I should currently be 19 years old.
I was a student in a university.
Strangely I was studying mathematics and engineering because of my talent in this field even though the things I preferred were history and reading.
I thought for a few years that I'd like to become an historian, an editor or an author but I then thought twice about it:
It's quite hard for an history student to make a living, to become an editor I can either have a lot of money (Sadly I don't) or join a company but I don't know if I would do what I like 'cause it would also become hard to find a job especially in these trying times...
And since I decided that being an author was far too risky, I finally decided to study something that I liked even if it doesn't makes me as happy as reading, writing a book or discovering historical things.
So... as I was returning from my courses dead tired.
I was walking in the street when a bolt of lightning suddenly fell on me.
It was painful but lasted very shortly.
After that I woke up here, if I can say that since I don't even feel my body...
I should say that I am a consciousness lost amid the nothingness.
I don't know how long I waited here before a foreign set of memories and instincts began to enter my mind.
I felt a crazy pain when my soul merged with the possessor of these memories.
This guy doesn't have a name. He woke up in this nothingness and seems to have waited for something.
I examine his instincts.
They give me much more information: I've currently merged with a god and since he didn't have a fully formed ego since he just came into existence I was the one who controlled the new being we formed.
Make no mistakes, there isn't two consciousness in me but when we merged, the being we became I.
Someone who thinks he's more Robert Curtis than the baby god.
So, I am a new god with the memories and consciousness of Curtis.
Quite cool if you want my opinion.
I suddenly feel myself called and I am suddenly pulled over by someone else.
When I arrive I 'see' a few strange people whom I understand are gods older than me.
One of them who look like an old but steel quite cool old man walks to me.
"Hello there. You seem to be our new brother:
the 318th God, actually 94th god alive of the multiverse 87.
My name is Oũranøris Ægis Ûberia Sãmìnaris Thåędõn. The 5th most powerful alive god of our multiverse."
After introducing himself, he introduced the 26 gods behind him.
With my instinct as a god, I discover that I am a member of one of the three major type of Gods: the Søqärun, Sũtįnėsi and Sãmìnaris.
Just like Oũranøris, I am a Sãmìnaris which means I a pure god: I appeared out of nothingness.
The Søqärun are gods who were born from god parents and the Sũtįnėsi are the ones who elevated themselves to the godhood (which is exceedingly difficult as we are the gods of a multiverse and not just of a small world).
Our goal is to protect this universe be it from external dangers or from internal ones.
We are almost omnipotent beings even if that's not exactly the case:
we aren't Creators and aren't absolutely invincible which can be seen from the number of gods that fell in our multiverse.
The tree most powerful gods are called the guardians and they must fight on a monthly basis, on a peculiar plane called the Interworld, against guardians from other multiverse.
I search for my name and discover that you must never say the entirety of your ten names to the others.
The more of your names you tell to other gods the more it means you trust them.
My true name is Rælius Qäsån Øbeēúlįal Ræßånárg Œränōr Galãckel Súthón Robert Sãmìnaris Curtis.
I tell them that I am Rælius Qäsån Œränōr Sãmìnaris Galãckel.
After that I begin living with them for what seems like months... I'm bored.
There's no books here, we just play with our powers.
It's like a nursery for young gods.
I discovered that like the others, I can create a body or a few ones.
The only thing left is to choose an appearance for the tree bodies I decided to create.
After what seems like a few days, I have finally decided my appearance :
From now I'll be a young handsome man with striking features, seemingly in his early twenties, with golden mi-long hair and golden eyes.
My second form is that of a very handsome man in his late twenties with dark hair and piercing purple eyes (I can turn them red if I want to make others fear me).
My third and last form is that of an old guy. A bit of a Gandalf or a Dumbledore if you want. With long white hair and warm blue eyes, an height above average and a little bit of wrinkles.
From now on, I'll be in my golden form with other gods and the others two will be used to create persona when I'm in front of mortals.
During this time. I became friends with two gods. We're already on 6 names basis.
They are Kvèñtįn Zhåør Subĩß Darÿl Søqärun Gällædøn, a nice guy who loves to pull pranks on others, and Sømūrå Ølômir Ålattĩ Āllænå Sãmìnaris Gårælÿn a cool girl who's a prankster with a kind heart.
Together we decided to create a new realm for fun.
After a few days and a bit of godly blood spent on it. We created a mini realm. You might think that it wasn't worth the price we paid for it since it's quite small but we added things that made it well worth it : a desk with three chairs for us to sit on it. Under the desk there are three orbes. When you take the first, you can change the environment of the realm (which is as big as the Luxembourg from my past life) at your convenience. Which makes you not spend too much power.
The second orb is give you the coordinates of different words.
The third orb and the most important one I think is the that allow you to summon souls that just died in accordance to the conditions you give it.
I'll now be able to become a true ROB !
My surname has always been Robb 'cause of my name but it'll now become my job! (Even though I do it in order not to be bored anymore).
After a few moments of admiring our piece of art, we decide to use it, and maybe to do some jokes !
We adjust the realm to seem like a white nothingness with nothing but a desk and us.
I then press the second orb and give a few indications.
After that we just wait for a few seconds...