1 Sowing Karma

"Prometheus? What a nice name, I'm Zeus"

"That's cool"

"We both come from the same pantheon, hahaha" laughed the youth.

His eyes, brown in color, suddenly seemed to shine with a golden light for a second. It only lasted for a second and then they returned to their normal color. Yet, the man's expression completely changed, a sense of pity emerging on his face whenever he was looking at Prometheus.

"Karma, yes, this must be Karma... let me help you then... what kind of life would you like to have?"

'Oh no, it's a talker'

"Ehm..." Prometheus was annoyed by the strange behavior of the guy before him. He just wanted to get his tip and go away, this was his last delivery for the night.

"I don't know... listen sir, I really need to g..."

"Come on, you don't have any idea about the kind of life that you want to have?" interrupted him the man, passing one of his dark-colored hands between his short white hair.

The pizza delivery man was thinking about some kind of random answer to give to that weirdo just to make him stop, when with a ringing sound his smartphone lighted up.

Taking out the phone, Prometheus hoped that it wasn't his boss, asking him again to make runs after the end of his shift. His green eyes examined the luminous screen, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

'It's just Totem Master'

Indeed, it was only a notification from the game that he loved to play the most in his free time.

"Oh, what's that?" asked the weird client.

"it's a game..." laughed nervously the delivery guy.

The white headed man smiled. "What is it about?" he then asked with a strange smile.

"You know... you need to capture beast souls and make them your totems... it's one of those idle games... a stupid one... just to pass time between deliveries" explained Prometheus, on the defensive. In reality he played the game even in his free time, but he didn't want to admit it to some random stranger.

"Uh, you seem to like it?"the man noticed how Prometheus's eyes shined when talking about the game.

"There are worst things, yeah" said the deliverer, eying his scooter parked not too far from where he was.

"Oh, I get that..." Zues' fingers started to play with the ring on his right hand. "Well... let's see... oh yeah, I did put together a similar matrix after I gave a look to the Keratu Method. I also managed to find a solution to the soul contamination problem... those morons Turukuha Devils would kill for this one hahahah too bad for them, they fucked with me one time too many, fucking anarchic morons... " blabbed the man, talking what appeared to be complete nonsense to himself.

'I knew it, this guy is completely wasted' immediately realized Prometheus. He started to slowly move backwards, putting some distance between himself and the white haired guy.

"You can have it, with the compliment of the house... " concluded the man, while a globe of dark light came out from his ring and after a pointing motion from him, dashed inside Prometheus's chest.

"What the hell" cried in shock Prometheus, eyes widening.

"Now let's bring you back to home... Illusory Thunder was it? Damn, that place is in that stupid cat's weird territory... whatever... sowing karma is the best shield against the future storms"

When Prometheus heard the words Illusory Thunder, his eyes almost popped out of his socket. He didn't have any idea about the other strange things the man was talking about, but he did know Illusory Thunder. It had been 25 years since he last heard someone talk about that place.

"Who are yo..."

"I already told you, I'm Zeus. " smiled the man, while his eyes started shining like two golden stars.

"You're not from here! You're like me!" suddenly exclaimed the pizza delivery guy.

"Nope, I'm definitely from here. However, yes... I was once like you, a stranded puppy in a foreigner world... the only difference is that I went to a cooler world than mine, you kinda had it backwards... buddy... whatever, have fun back home..."

Golden light enveloped Prometheus, blinding him completely. The last thing he remembered, before passing out, was a simple farewell from the strange man.

"Try to not get murdered this time..."