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What if you had the power to make a god at your finger tips? What if those gods could be designed from head to toe to your liking and printed into reality with the click of a button? What if this kind of technology fell into the hands of a perverted Otaku and gave him the ability to seek revenge, destroy shit, and tear up half the world and remodel it on a casual Sunday? Haze was a normal dude born in Japan that lived alone in an apartment the size of two small sedans. He happened to be lucky enough to get a trial edition for a program called [God Smith] that let him design any impractical god he wanted and let him run the gamut on their potential powers. A girl that's main power was walking through walls so he could check out what his neighbor was doing at night that made her scream so loudly, check... A girl that can mutate into whatever kind of chick from his favorite video game he wants to spend time with, check.... A man that can use a sword so well that he can cut the planet in half and an architect that can turn a small room into an alternate dimension and a business man that can make him a millionaire with a single dollar, check... Is there anything he can't do with the [God Smith] application? He was about to find out...
"This is ridiculous. I press this button and it'll print a little sexy Lolita?"
"She'll be able to kill anyone I don't like by staring at them for ten seconds?" Haze felt like it was ridiculous that he could print a god with an application called [God Designer], but clicked on the accept button.
"Now, let's just see. She should be here any second." Haze smiled and opened up the disk drive to his computer and took out the cd for [God Smith]. He was about to break it before a small girl appeared between his legs with a black wizard hat on and a blue cape with only a small bra on her upper body and a thong.
"Hi, you made me right, master?"
"Master, I'm... I'm not believing this." Haze looked down at the little girl with suspicion laced in his blue eyes as his black hair fell down his face... He looked of Japanese origin and had a long slender nose and thin pink lips. "You're actually able to print gods with this thing? How is this possible?"
"Master, you didn't read the instructions, did you?"
"Instructions? How could I do such a thing?" Haze said as he leaned in and looked at Rail's nose, "wow, you really did come out exactly like the picture."
"You-you could've made them bigger." Rail said as she sighed and snapped her fingers. She instantly appeared on the other side of the room and smiled as she sat in front of the television. "I mean my boobs. How can I get someone to stare at me for ten seconds with tits like this?"
"Are you-you're really able to kill people?"
"Duh, I'm your little devil right? I guess we can try it out on that neighbor you don't like, or your landlord... whomever floats your boat father..."
"I-I can't believe this? Did I die, reincarnate, transmigrate to another world? Am I dreaming? Can you hit me over the head so I can know that I'm real?"
"Just stop acting so dramatic. Let's go outside!"
"Outside?! you mean other people can see you too? This isn't virtual reality?"
"Father, some people make fake girls, but what you got is a hundred percent from my little legs to my killing eyes..."
Haze couldn't believe what he was hearing and slowly looked over at a picture he had on the table of a famous terrorist named Hatred who was currently in a building with thousands of hostages.
"Could-could you kill him? Wait, you can't go outside like this! There is so many things I haven't yet accounted for!"
"I'll wear one of your shirts." Rail smiled and snapped her fingers, appearing in Haze's closet. "I got to say... a secondary ability of teleportation when I snap my fingers is pretty cool... What anime did you get that from master?"
"My dreams of you coming true." Haze shook his head as he looked down at her abilities. "Wait, doesn't that mean you can teleport me anywhere I want?"
"Sure, even into your dreams, if you know what I mean." Rail said as she smiled and grabbed his hand. "However, before we go kill a terrorist, why don't we try it on something simple... Like... Like a person on death row..."
"Sounds good, wait, what?"
Rail grabbed his hand and snapped her fingers before Haze appeared in front of a large prison with hundreds of prisoners behind bars on his left and right side. There was an electric chair in the hallway directly in front of him and a few security guards sleeping against the stone walls...
"Let's... let's try it out on him first! He raped hundreds of people!"
