In a post-apocalyptic world where survivors are granted superpowers, a band of proffensional idiots try not to kill each others Jack is someone who just wants to lay back and relax in a world without society But the devils hand says otherwise While he only sighs and is forced to move forward side note: i will be uploading this story on royalroad.com
After finally recovering from the initial shock given by Toki, he thought it would be best not to call him back right now—not that he was not fucking tempted to. He was confused as shit. When did that idiot have a daughter? Did he always have one? An egg? A fucking egg?? Some things were better left unanswered, Jack thought as he sighed and fell back on the bed. Soon he got the notification confirming the change of the workers, as he had done with Toki. He ended up reading up on the page about the girl and what skills she had, and what he saw was surprising.
"She's somehow more useful than I thought," but everything else was already within his expectations as he sighed and ended up reading her name out loud. "Izen honor," he wondered if it was really dustin he heard in his dream, but honestly, who else could it even have been? His dreams had been mostly guiding him so far, and it was going well so far, so he might as well trust this. She's a slave, and either way worse gets worse, he kills her. Hell feels bad for doing so honestly; well, she was Dustin's sister after all, and he would end up lacking manpower.
As he was lost in thought, the other notification still kept bothering him. He needed a name for his nation. He had forgotten to ask Carus to do that, and honestly, he didn't think this place had it. It was a place where giants lived, so he did think about going into pure Norse mythology, but things didn't work that way here. A place wasn't defined by its people but rather by the one who ruled it, and also, the Norwegian names were lowkey, boring, and cringeworthy. He wanted something interesting that would fit well with him, but he was not in luck, ironically.
He sighed as suddenly the same female giant entered his room. He looked at her with an annoyed and disappointed look. Of course, it was not her fault; rather, it was the issues at hand, but that did make the giantess flinched as she stepped back and bowed.
"I apologize for the intrusion, Lord Jack, but the chief is saying that all preparations for the party are done."
She said she was keeping her head low as she looked at the ground out of respect—well, mostly out of fear, but respect was there too—somewhere, probably. Jack simply sighed at her reaction and waved his hand, telling her to go away. As she did, he got up and got ready.
After he did, he whistled, calling his ride out as his bird friend came flying in yet again. He had gotten used to riding on this guy's back by now. So much so, he was thinking of a name for this guy as he leaned back.
"Your name is Ra," he told the bird as it nodded its head in appreciation for the name and flew out of the room. As they did, Jack noticed the decorated village, and today he was going to make a huge announcement that would probably turn these guys lives upside down. He felt a bit bad for doing so, but he had to take control and unify his nation. He was the ruler after all, the one who had absolute power within the place. The idea was as terrifying as it was exciting, but he still tried his best not to get too drunk on power. Power was like a drug. It felt good, but it was addicting. It was always flowing from one person to another, and there was hardly ever a way to keep it in your hand. The only way was through effort, and that was Jack's plan.
As the bird took him to the top of the tower that was made for him, he stood there and smiled, looking down on the whole village under him. There were glasses of wine on his tower's tables, which he appreciated a lot, honestly. He didn't remember the last time he had a good drink. At least he can get wasted today without any stress.
Just as he was drooling over the drinks, he heard Carus's voice from below him as he looked down.
"Do you like the preparations, Lord Jack?"
Carus asked, with a proud smile, if there were dark circles under that man's eyes. He was really working hard, trying to manage everything by himself. Jack felt a little bad for the big guy. He was doing his best, which was admirable, honestly, but then again, that's the whole reason Jack was here, so he didn't have to do all the work.
"It's good"
Carus smiled widener upon hearing that as he looked up at Jack brightly before asking.
"When will your subordinates arrive, my lord?"
Just as Carus made the statement, a bright white light showed down from the skies, much like what happened when Jack was first teleported here. The light landed right in front of Jack's tower as he jumped down on Carus' shoulder, sliding down his hand.
"The stars are here."