The Fall of Almighty Ru

"Oh, come on! What is the point of all this fuss?" Almighty Ru was grumpy watching the Phantasmagoria Show through crystals. "It'd be nice if we didn't forget everything... When are they going to make them drink the blue elixir? Boring!"

The voice on the screen shouted, "And now, we present to you, the classes!"

Almighty Ru's attention shifted to the live broadcast he watched through the crystals. "Let's see what you've got."

The announcer introduced the Joker as "the deadly 'Joker' and 'the jester!'"

"Joker or Jester? Make up your mind," Almighty Ru said, squinting at the screen. The announcer was a tall, slim elf with gray skin, white hair, ruby eyes, and a robot arm. He wore an officer's cap and red and black latex. He flew with rocket skates.

"I hate elves and cyborgs," Almighty Ru said. Immediately he called out to the galaxy and the two thousand and twenty-two stars, "Volume up!"

The announcer couldn't contain his excitement as he continued, "The Charlatan, Multifaceted Fool, and Carnival of Chaos abilities are all part of the jester class, and they're absolutely amazing!"

"Yeah, absolutely," Almighty Ru said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Let's look at the three skills together," the other announcer said. She was a gray-skinned elf with bionic legs, who flew without skates or rockets. She was dressed similarly to the other announcer.

"Ah, the ridiculous thing my last clone chose, or rather was made to choose," Almighty Ru said, sulking.

"The jester with the charlatan skill can copy other classes and steal their talents," the male announcer said.

"Multifaceted Fool: With this skill the jester can add their player's abilities as a subclass," the female announcer added.

"The jester can transform into other creatures in the game with the Carnival of Chaos skill," the male announcer finished.

Almighty Ru sat on his throne, watching with keen interest. "Not bad. Quite the talent hunter."

The announcers began to present another class with enthusiasm. "And next up, the rider! He's a gearhead nomad! He's a master of the highway! And he has the dragon gasoline!"

Almighty Ru slammed his fist down on the arm of his throne. "Damn it! That class looks way cooler!"

The male announcer stood out eerily. "Attention all cursed ones!" he declared.

The female announcer rose with a terrible voice. "The Witch Hunter is coming!" she proclaimed.

"It'll be overrated," Almighty Ru commented.

The male announcer said, "I'm here to tell you that Witch Hunters are just as good at hunting vampires as they are at hunting witches."

The female announcer screamed, "Lord Dekaris Zharqasti, watch your back!"

Almighty Ru grinned. "I like that, nice joke."

The announcers started to talk about the other class. "Ladies and gentlemen! Here comes The Magic Knight! He can forge weapons with spirits! His aura of truth can reveal all lies."

"Magic Knight, dangerous for me, but whatever," Almighty Ru said, making the mistake of running his hand through his hair. The harsh touch made the tower's wires vibrate loudly, creating a bass guitar sound that could put on a great jazz night in the cosmos. "Shh! There's a monk and a ninja too. Alright, what else?"

"Watch your heads! Here comes the sniper!"

"What? A sniper?" Almighty Ru tensed, imagining someone taking aim and shooting him in the head. "Fuck! It's unfair."

"And the class you've all been waiting to hear about, soldier!"

Almighty Ru wrinkled his nose. "Why would I care to hear about a soldier?" He pointed an imaginary remote at the crystal. "Can't we fast forward?"

"The Shadow Dancer, with the invisible wings of a Black Swan, is preparing to perform a deadly dance in the dark with feather-light swords."

Almighty Ru rested his elbow on the armrest and propped his head on his hand. "If you asked a hundred people, would you rather be The Shadow Dancer or The Jester? I guarantee that 100% of them would say The Shadow Dancer."

"The Technologist, with robots and virtual spaces, is coming!"

"As long as they don't have rocket launchers, no problem," Almighty Ru said, mocking.

"With Crimson Stitches, Blood Sorcery, and Living Dolls, The Doll-Maker is already a fan favorite!"

Almighty Ru pretended to be inspecting his long nails. "I know which player picked this class, but I can't prove it," he muttered.

"The Alchemist, rewriting the rules of Quantum Materialism, is a master of destruction and creation!"

"Even the witch will be stronger than me, look at that," Almighty Ru said, making the tower's wires vibrate with his tension. Then he let relax with a thought, "Hmm, I could start by stealing her abilities."

"And now, a star-crossing architect is coming! The Wizard, master of all portals, wielder of dimensional energies!"

Almighty Ru's eyes sparkled. "Whoa!"

"And The Chef! They offer you a gastronomic paradise!"

"How ridiculous is that?" Almighty Ru became quiet, leaning back on his throne.

"And The Clown, coming with the hell circus!"

"Isn't the jester enough for you?" Almighty Ru asked.

"The Shaman, master of water, fire, air, and earth!"

"He'd better have a drum to play, so we can have some fun in between," Almighty Ru said, rolling his eyes. His attention was starting to wane.

"Here comes the Oracle! A seer, a possessor, a master of spirits!"

"Man, you sure do talk a lot," Almighty Ru said, stretching in his throne.

"A priest, empowered by a god!"

Suddenly sitting up straight, Almighty Ru said in a demonic voice, "Padre!" The tower shook.

As the vibrations slowed and the wires relaxed, rainbows appeared in the crystals. As footsteps approached, the rainbows shattered, and Almighty Ru seemed to cling to his throne, his eyes darting around without moving.

"Could it be... Is it you?"

"Yes," said a blinding white light approaching.

Almighty Ru exhaled deeply. "Welcome," he said.

The light transformed into a humanoid silhouette, cloaked entirely in white from head to toe.

"Will you do it, or shall I?" the figure in white asked.

Almighty Ru thought for a moment. And then he said: "I think it would be better if you did it. Ultimately, you were created to act strictly within the laws of the universe. Do it flawlessly and, if possible, make it legendary."

"Alright," the figure in white said, stepping closer to Almighty Ru.

"I'll close my eyes," Almighty Ru said, uneasy.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt," the figure replied, pulling out a syringe filled with blue liquid.

Almighty Ru cracked one eye open and peeked. "That shitty syringe can't kill me," he said mockingly.

In the blink of an eye, the figure in white teleported and plunged the syringe into his carotid artery.

"I already killed you," the figure said with melancholy.

The last thing Almighty Ru saw were diamond-like eyes glowing under the white hood.

What followed was a deep absence.