Chapter 4 – I’m Back

[Main POV]

What hit me was a rock. Thrown by my twin who was somehow fully clothed and had enough red hair to make up the red carpet. Meanwhile, I was still naked. And bald.

As I stood up, I concentrated on trying to summon some clothes. And some hair.

Unfortunately, all I ended up with was a Scottish kilt, and a goatee.

"I'm gonna need to work on that." I sighed as I prepared a solar blast.

I saw my twin preparing a lunar blast.

"You know, I don't want to kill someone on my birthday, but if you're going to attack me like some wild animal, then you leave me no choice!"

I shot a blast of fire as hot as the sun. At the same time, my opponent shot a large blast of moonlight.

Just before the 2 beams of energy collided, a dark portal opened and swallowed up both blasts.

Then everything went dark.

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"So, I'm back."

"HAHAHAHA!!"

Once again, I was in ROB's office. He was wearing a sunhat that matched his tropical clothing and was currently laughing his ass off.

"I can't believe it kid. You just set a record on the most pathetic reincarnation. You couldn't last 30 seconds before you died a second time! HAHAHAHA!"

"Speaking of, how'd that happen? I'm a god, right? So how did I even die?"

"Oh, right you wouldn't know." ROB stroked his beard while barely containing his laughter. "The fates scheduled an emergency meeting with the primordials. And after watching your not-so-peaceful introduction and the changing of fate, they decided to combine all their powers to end you and your sister. And then they brought in Hypnos and Morpheus to make everyone think that it was all a dream."

"Wait, fates? Primordials? Hypnos? Morpheus? Son of bitch! I asked for the powers of Apollo! Not to be Apollo!"

"Well, it made my job a whole lot easier to just reincarnate you as Apollo. It saved me a whole lot of paperwork. But now you're back and I don't know what to do with you. I've never had someone die on me twice. In my 420 years doing this job everyone has either reincarnated with immortality, or achieved it, and managed to not die."

"So, what do I do now?"

"Well, there's a regulation saying the maximum number of universes a soul can travel to is two. We had to start enforcing it after some guy started conquering multiverses and cucking over other reincarnators. So, I can either send you back to your Greek mythology universe, where you will be immediately killed by the powers-that-be."

"And my second option?"

"I send you back to the universe that you're from. A universe with no magic, no aliens, nothing special. A truly boring universe."

"I'll take it. Do I get any more wishes?"

"Nope! It's one per soul, and you're stuck with what you got!" ROB smiled as he waved his hand.

Behind me, a portal opened and started sucking me in. I take a deep breath as I prepare myself for my third try.

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[3rd POV]

After sending Apollo away, ROB paused. He then booted up his computer and furiously typed on it.

"SHIT!! NOT AGAIN!"

ROB had accidentally sent Apollo to a different universe. While similar to the one he had come from, it was not the same. Which meant he violated the Alfrise Convention.

This wasn't the first time he had done so, meaning he would be in big trouble.

After sitting around depressed for a few minutes, ROB had an idea. He typed furiously on his computer before pressing enter.

"There. Problem solved."

ROB had disconnected that universe from the omniversal server. By doing so, he permanently severed the connection between that universe and any other realm. The higher ups would never notice, considering there were an infinite number of universes.