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War of Heroes and Gods

Gods, fickle creatures. Taking young men and women from one world putting them in the next to be some hero, what a joke. Over a thousand years have passed since these beings no longer take from us the Young and Gifted, Powerful, and Blessed. Now us humans have unlocked the power to take these worlds for our own and rule them by claiming to be these Heroes the Gods have such abandoned. Rare Materials, Magic, and Knowledge unknown to one world, taken to fuel our own. On to the next world which may be the last for these Heroes, and just maybe find these so called Gods.

Rardren · Fantasy
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30 Chs

To The Past

Seeing the recruits in such a state did not faze the female officer at all, she just looked to see if they were fine before turning to the man in charge.

"Another set of failures i see huh V-42?" she light quipped

"Why have i been on daycare duty recently? Has the chief not found a suitable world for me yet?" he responded with a sigh

"You know your power is suitable only to S class danger worlds only or those weird exotic places. We don't have many who are trusted and strong enough to watch the-" She paused as she took another look at the three watching from the side, specifically the girl still holding her broken staff. "Rich kids trying to be a hero for sport."

The trio looked down, still not willing to try and defend themselves. They knew they messed up and their lack of training and skill caused the death of their teammate of over a month.

"Anyway" she continued, "I have just the news your was waiting for, the chief wanted me to tell you he found one for you, an exotic world with magic levels off the charts, he wants you to meet him and get to know your new team." she finished as she turned around and walked to the glowing portal, and stopped a step away from entering.

"You three coming, or are you going to stay here?" she said, still facing the portal that now had people walking from one side of the door to the other. The three trainees jumped to get behind her as she took a step forward in the portal into a much bigger room full or metal gates that seemed to lead to nowhere. The two guards stayed still watching all this unfold, seeing their officer walk through, followed by the trio still laden with sad and remorseful looks.

After they left, the guards looked at Wrack and gave him a solute by pulling their right arm up and putting their fist against their chest. "Sir." they said in a polite and firm tone.

Wrack nodded as he too, walked closer to the door home giving them a nod. After he walked through, the two guards took one last look around before entering the door, right before it vanished. Leaving nothing but a broken castle, and its fallen owner and the unfortunate rookie he was able to take with him to the afterlife.

After coming out of the portal Wrack took an immediate leave of the scene, before the guards even made it back through he was already out of the room heading to the leaders office.

Walking through the corridor Wrack took note of the decorative paintings that lined the walls to the portal room, ones that depicted the history of his organization. Over thousands of years ago, up till the 22nd century, young upstarts vanished in extreme and seemingly crazy ways. Only for some to return days, weeks, or even months to years later. Saying they was chosen by some god or another to be the hero of a world and save it from the evil demon lord seeking to control it.

Those who returned and retained their sanity slowly forgot about their adventure and chose to live a normal life retaining the powers they received. Others tried to rule the world with what they had, only to be defeated by those more righteous than they were. After years of this, no more people seemed to ever be took from us, and even their descendants retained some of their power.

Year after year these so called gods took our best, bravest, and brightest from us to use in whatever game they could come up with. After we were free from having our golden generation stolen from us humanity took a unprecedented turn in every form of science, medicine, business, and culture.

Until one day we found a way to go to these worlds again. Using pure science and ingenuity and a little luck, these powerful families and even martial arts groups came to these worlds to fight and test their skills to live up to their predecessor. With their strength, anything was hardly a challenge in the first few worlds discovered. Bringing back precious metals, magic stones and armaments they where rich beyond even their dreams.

But after one world, discovered 3 years after the first, that changed. These powerful people could not stand up to even a simple wolf or boar in this world, each animal killing more humans than the last. They could not even stand to look at the simplest of demons of this world, so they retreated with what little they had left, but not before one of the demon generals came through with them.

A small viper of a demon, with red-black skin, claws sharper than a razor blade and able to shape shift wormed his way in to our world causing a complete massacre in the name of his "lord." He killed thousands of powerful and normal people alike till he was finally stopped by the strongest hero of that time.

Not wanting to see a repeat of this tragic event, he used his power to seal all inter-dimensional travel and created what is now known as the New Worlds Order.

I'll leave some backstory here, just to see

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