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The days on Earth was calming. I awaited the the day. The apocalypse I was preparing for. I meditated to figure more about myself. The greater goal however is to retrain myself to have my past's gifted strategic mind, but without his personality. However it felt like I was trying to separate feathers from tar. The two stuck together like glue. As the days neared the end, I had a epiphany. What if his personality led to his genius. Without a second thought, I fully accepted everything. His memories, his personality, his very soul.

NO NO NO. I have made an error. His soul is trying to take me over. My lapse in defense has sealed my fate. I will fight back, this new body of mine, I will make it to the end, I will!

Silence. Pure Silence. Right up until a voice was heard.

"SON OF A GALACTIC DROID," the man yelled out. He proceeded to chide himself for yelling so loud then said even louder," I'M BACK BABY,". I can't believe it. This dumb soul decided it would be a good idea to have a previous Overlord compete with him for a body that is biased towards me, because its mine. This dumb poser even took it further by thinking I got out maneuvered into retirement. Screw that, I planned retirement. That's why nobody cared until I caused a disturbance in the warp with my experiments with time. Demons gained access to the universe I was in, because of me, but at the same time I gained access to this universe. All I needed was a median, so the universe wouldn't reject. my very soul. That median was this dumb fool. Alright whatever, showtimes over, I need to sleep. His personality slightly affects me, but what makes me a stronger man is that I adapt to his personality. Running away is a strategy reserved to those with a plan.

I woke up the next day and stretched. It was important to get into a good habit now, so that when I started to train I would be more consistent. The day of reckoning was tomorrow. I was apprehensive, but I meditated after exercising. The phone went off from all the debt I accumulated from eating meat. There was no cow, only substitutes in the Galaxy. Screw that I'm going to eat with loans that don't matter.

I finally calmed my mind. I had gotten rid of all my regrets from Earth. I only had me and a new path I had to forge by myself. I had to become the strongest. I had to save humanity, because its the only way I could live a normal as possible life. Wandering could be interesting, but humanity was my roots. I didn't owe them jack crap however. The new day came, and 10,000 pillars of light shone across the globe. One pillar was on me as I ascended to the skies. A portal greeted me, as I came to my long awaited room. It was more of an oversized hall as it carried 10,000 people all crowded watching a humanoid come to the podium and give its speech about blah blah humanity blah blah.

Humans aren't weak. We are just divided. That was our greatest strength and weakness. Competition lead to stronger nations. Those that fell behind were eaten up.

The speaker finished his flowery words and finally got to the main point.

"You Overlords will be given rewards based on your standings in the universe. These rankings are given by the system depending on your progress on exploration, economy, and expansion. Choose your start Overlords.

A panel appeared at the front. People all staring at places that were disappearing as people chose them. In my last life, I had chosen Primus Polaris. A simple planet that I lived on in my last days. It wasn't weak nor was it special. But that normality made it not excel. I couldn't catch up with other Overlords, as I was surrounded by neighbors. The Overlords with the most success had chosen mobile bases. War planets, motherships. I searched. The person next to me was looking at two choices. I recognized her. She was one of my allies till the end. Allie Star-seeker. One of those people who renamed themselves. She had a mobile fortress, and was a fire mage herself. Deadly on land, scary in space. Fire wouldn't work in ship to ship combat, but put her on land, and oh boy it would be a massacre. She was one of the main reasons I was safe to be lazy.

"Choose that one," I said while pointing towards the fortress. It was a gigantic sphere like a mini death star. Except Allie would add layers eventually making it just as big.

She kindly smiled and said," I agree," while tapping the screen. She vanished just like many others. The number of people were in the hundreds as David searched the terminal. Finally he found what he was looking for. A mothership. It had a picture of a ringed ship, with a power core in the middle. More rings could be added, and they could be arranged like a gyroscope. A core in the middle with rings coming out wide side. The grade of a mother ship was determined by the number of rings. The strongest grade item ever recorded was a F grade ironically. This was already D rank at the start, and the competition had gone on for decades. David decisively chose it and he teleported away. The story of David had just begun to roll.