Champion? Goddess?
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For hundreds of years, one of the strongest beings in the universe had been born. He alone invaded and conquered thousands of territories, hundreds of kingdoms, and dozens of empires. He, who had an overwhelming strength and abilities that broke all the laws of the universe, he was considered by all an aberration and, they never discovered their true origins.
Many called him the Sovereign, the Reaper, the Assassin, and even the Devil himself incarnate. Never, in all ages, has such a powerful and perverse entity ever been seen. But without anyone knowing, he had his own motives.
Indra, as his true name was, was once one of the weakest mortals of a small planet called Earth, he lived a happy life with his parents and brothers, until one day a God came to earth and annihilated half of the population, he also decreed an Apocalypse where beasts and zombies existed, and among that half were his parents, brothers, and sister.
Desolated by what had happened, he set off in search of revenge, wildly. On his way, he annihilated millions of beasts, zombies, and humans. When he finally arrived at D selves, Indra eventually lost the battle and was cursed for eternity, where he would be reborn in various planets, win the love and affection of his family and then lose them again. It was already in this cycle more than three thousand years ago.
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In a desolate cave, an old man was lying on his bed, beside him, a black scythe with the silver blade stood silently. Indra was already fed up, he had already lost count of how many times he had fought against that wicked God, but he had lost every time, even two weeks ago, but he was lucky that he managed to escape with his life, even though he had several injuries and bruises.
"The end draws near, huh... "
Indra whispered, his vitality fading. Even as death approached, he showed no fear, even a small mockery in his face, after all, he had gone through this process hundreds or thousands of times.
Minutes later, Indra closed his eyes and died ...
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"Hmm, that's weird."
Indra remarked since in all his reincarnations he was already waking up like a baby, but this time it was different, he was in a young body, and in front of him a beautiful lady stood.
The lady bore an expression that Indra had already seen, and he hated that expression ... The pity.
"What you want?"
Indra inquired irritably. He just wanted to wake up like a baby and enjoy his only 11 or 12 years of peace.
Sighing, the beautiful lady answered;
"Even though he died thousands of times, you still have not broken. I really admire you. "
Wondering the comment of the lady, Indra made a confused expression and let her continue.
"I have a deal, in case you accept it, you will have chances against that idiot God."
Hearing of the God Indra had an expression of anger, but soon became interested and pointed to the lady continued.
"First, let me introduce myself ."
Coughing twice and taking a dramatic possession, the lady continued;
"My name is Lilith, I am the Goddess of Reincarnation."
He spoke to the Goddess while holding a proud expression, giving no chance for Indra to react, she continued;
"I have a proposal ... Be my champion."
"Not."
Indra readily denied it, without the Goddess having a chance to explain herself.
"But you did not let me explain ..."
The Goddess spoke as she filled her cheek.
"I have no interest, take me to my next reincarnation."
Indra said angrily.
"If you are my champion, I will give you two gifts and bet that with them, you will easily kill that idiot God."
She spoke to the Goddess Lilith as she mentioned the last part more forcefully.
Indra listened earnestly, then he looked surprised as his eyes quivered.
"As? What is it?"
Indra asked in despair as she leaned forward and came close to the Goddess.
"It will only be released if you accept."
He spoke to the Goddess with a serious expression.
Even if he was in despair and had only the sole purpose of annihilating that God, he still thought of the consequences.
"What you want?"
Indra asked seriously. He knows there is no free lunch.
Showing a beautiful smile, the Goddess replied;
"As I already do, I want you to be my champion in the tournament of the deities."
"Tournament ... Of the deities?"
Indra asked, confused.
"Yes, unfortunately, the God of creation is dying, and he does not yet have an heir, he then created that tournament and the winner will be his heir."
The Goddess spoke sadly, after all, all deities were children of the God of creation, and she was no exception, Lilith, as a Goddess tried in every way to catch the attention of her father, but she was one of the weakest Goddesses and it was not noticed. She then, with great determination, tried in every way to find the strongest and most talented champion, and after much searching, she found Indra, a very talented and powerful human, as he had this perverse curse, Lilith spied on many adventures , she had seen that in all the worlds, without exception, that he entered, he would always live much tribulation and then be the most powerful mortal.
Still confused, Indra asked;
"But why me?"
"You have what it takes to get to the top. Through battles and tribulations, you have created your iron heart. You're smart, and I think your potential is enormous ... "
"And what would be my goal?"
"You have to be a champion, no matter how."
The Goddess spoke, this time she had a serious voice and a very powerful aura around her, of all the beings he encountered, the Goddess only lost to the evil God who cursed him.
"Alright, I do not care to serve you, but I also want to be able to face that God."
Indra replied angrily.
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In another space;
"My son, are you finally ready?"
Asked a God to his son, if Indra had here, he would recognize that God who cursed him.
"Dad, I'm ready! I promise I'll win that tournament, no matter how ... "
A young man spoke with great determination ...
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In dozens of separate spaces, the same image was passed, it was Gods and their champions. All Gods, without exception, hoped that one among them would occupy the top of the universe, but without them knowing, a surprise awaited them from here 3,000 years, that would be the time of the tournament of the deities.