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Godhead

What would you do if you open your eyes into Śūnyatā* and is asked to be the creator of a new world? That is exactly what the story is after. A man named Maximilian bad mouthed The God saying he could better Creator and so he got turned into one. But it's not that simple... While being a God in another orgin he also had to manage his life in his world too! Why? Because if not... he might die. This story shows what would happen if a human was turned into the God but it is not just limited to that... as the story progress he would be greeted with multiple mysteries and ups and downs. A lot... of ups and downs. 《Note: English is not first language so I cannot grantee top class English but it would be readable and enjoyable》 《Note 2: Multiple figures from different Mythologies will be mentioned in near future.》

Mythology_Guy · Fantasy
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18 Chs

Nagging And Cruel Story

"I think it would have been better to die back then… professor and my friend will kill me even more painfully by their nagging…" Max whined weakly as he drove.

After driving for half an hour Max finally stopped in front of a university. An institution expanding up to 700 acres wide. It had everything a university needed and more. It was St. Joseph University, one of the biggest universities of the country.

Max parked his car in the parking area which was sectioned outside the overall campus. Luxurious car, like his own car, had an uncountable number of cars parked in it. He parked it in his usual place and walked tiredly towards his class. Although he was sure the class was still going on, going there would be useless. After all, his first class was with a professor known for his temper.

As Max walked towards the entrance he saw a familiar face. It was a girl with a little chubby build and she was short; hardly 5 '7 which compared to his size of 6' 2 she was like a midget.

She had a ponytail as a hairstyle but even so her golden silky-smooth brown hair reached down her hip. She had yellow eyes and soft facial features which went quite well with her white snow-like skin colour. Her outfit was simple and overall the colour of outfit did not go well together but the way she was wearing it made it look awfully good. Or… she was simply that beautiful.

(Good looks privileges)

Seeing the girl, Max instantly turned around and started to walk away thinking, 'I will have a sick leave today.'

But Max was too late… the girl had already noticed him and she instantly sprinted towards him with a chilling smile on her face. She placed her hand on his shoulder from behind and slowly forced her nails inside his collar bone.

"Hello there, Mr. So busy who would not even pick up calls from his beautiful and amazing friend. Best friend." She said with a calm tone but the calmness just made Max's emotions more twisted.

Max could not feel the pain at all but nevertheless he decided to pretend to be hurt otherwise the abuse would simply get worse. "Owe owe! I did not receive any calls! I promise!"

With a "hmph" she let go of Max's shoulder and allowed him to turn around. She folded her arms below her chest and rolled her eyes.

"You break promises as if they are ice. Now explain yourself in less than 30 seconds or get ready to get hit." She said tapping her feet on the ground aggressively.

"I did not get any call. I overslept because I dri- I mean studied all night." Max said in one breath "And is best friend abuse legal…? I will sue you one day for sure."

"..." She started to look around without saying anything.

"What are you doing…?"

"Find a stick to hit you! I told you not to drink right!? RIGHT!? YOU LOW RESISTANCE TO ALCOHOL, BA-BA-BARBIE!" She yelled at Max.

"I… I just drink very little… and come on it's not like I will di-" Before Max could finish his sentence she placed her palm on his lips with a saddened frown.

"Don't… don't say such unlucky things…" She said softly with tears already appearing in her eyes. Max could not help but giggle at her reaction. She surely hit him a lot but he was very well aware how much she cares for him.

Max took her hand off his mouth and said "Yes… yes… and I really did not got your calls, Missy." He patted her head gently.

"Show me your phone then." She said, rubbing her eyes lightly.

Max gave her his phone with a deep sigh. She took his phone and tried to open it but it was off. Earlier when he dropped the phone it stopped working.

"You careless little- biscuit. You forgot to charge your phone? Again?" She said looking up at his face with a little pout.

"Nope- I think I broke it. Anyways, Al, aren't you late for your classes as well?" Max asked, ruffling her hair teasingly.

"Call me Allen. I am not a kid anymore… and stop that!" Allen said as she hit Max's hand away, "And no. I am not late. I don't have classes today. You think I will wait for you here if I had my class?" She added.

"I absolutely do." Max said, chuckling as he started to walk. Al also started walking beside him.

"So… I was thinking was giving you a phone as an early birthday present for a while… which mode-" Before Al could finish her words Max started to walk faster annoyed.

Al sighed lightly and followed Max "Wait for me! And why are you angry at this!? Can't I give you a present??"

Max stopped and looked at her with his eyebrows furrowed in anger and annoyance "You know exactly why I am reacting like this… I don't want someone's pity. Not even yours."

Al flinched and sighed. She just nodded and looked down "I was just trying to help… its jus-"

"Just go." Max interrupted, "I think I will say something I might regret later. Just meet me and cafeteria sometime later."

Al said nothing but simply nodded and walked away with her head down. Max could not help but sigh while rubbing his forehead.

"God damn it…" Max mumbled before he started to walk towards his next lecture room. As he walked through the hallways people started to get out of his way and whispered to each other.

"Is he really going bankrupt?"

"Yeah… I heard someone in his company did a scandal so big it caused the company to fall."

"Wow… he must be really bad at managing things then. Didn't his father make the company into one of the top in the local area?"

"Hey… you heard about rumors of him killing his own parents, right? I heard they were going to make the successor someone else because he was incompetent."

"Damn… and I thought he was one of the best seniors. He seemed so kind… well I guess the nicer one shows outside the worse they are inside."

Max said nothing. He did not even waste his energy in talking or explaining anything to them. He saw multiple familiar faces. Some were his friends while some were his juniors who spoke so kindly to him just a few months ago.

Humans… these humans who he was extremely close with looked more disgusting to Max than those piles of walking flesh, bones and blood squeezed together.

Max entered the lecture room and sat in his usual place. The bench he was sitting at and one bench behind and in front of him were completely empty. None wanted to sit beside a… murderer…

"..." Max looked at the white board with a blank expression. He could not help but remember how people fought to sit beside him… time changes very quickly.

'I feel like truly killing everyone here…' Max thought as he stared blankly at the white board.

"Then kill them."