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My Strange Deity Journey

The story is about a boy who was deprived of life in ordinary life. But he didn't know what would happen to him.. Main character, being in another world, starts a new life, but having received a special power to restore in the world.

MehatoNeo_S · Fantasia
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Chapter 1. A new meeting, a new game in life

Time is passing, much backwards. Everything is going the other way. A girl appeared in front of me, as if created from the clouds themselves. Her figure was delicate and graceful, like a flower blooming at dawn. She was dressed in white fabrics that flowed around her like light clouds, emphasizing every movement, as if nature itself supported her.

Her skin was radiant like moonlight, and her hair fell softly over her shoulders, shimmering in white and silver shades, creating a feeling of serenity. His eyes sparkled with a mysterious light filled with wisdom, as if the stars were reflected in them. Infinity lurked in their depths, inviting a glimpse into the innermost knowledge.

She moved with ease, like the wind, filling the space around her with magic and peace. Her every movement was filled with grace, like a dancing swan. I felt like time stopped in her presence, and everything around me was filled with light, as if she herself was the embodiment of hope and inspiration.

There was power in her, but she was as quiet and gentle as the morning mist. I knew that this creature was more than just a human being. In her snow-white shell, she personified purity, new life and eternal renewal.At this moment, when the dragon-like creature suddenly transformed into a girl, a feeling of surprise filled the space. The huge, majestic dragon with its shiny scales, spread wings and mighty breath of light fire was a sign of strength and might. His fierce gaze, full of ancient wisdom, changed to innocent and deep as a lake. He looked closer, as if realizing that the powers he had possessed were now in the body of a woman whose aura represented tenderness and calmness.

The girl, surrounded by snow-white fabrics, gently adjusted her hair, as if getting lost in this new, light body. It was amazing to her to feel how the force, previously obvious and powerful, was now condensed within the invisible boundaries of her new existence. The flight, which had changed to a dance, now drew her into a world of lightness.

When these two guises met in one soul, there was a resonance. The dragon felt his anger and rage slowly give way to pure, unspoiled energy that flowed into his new self. And the girl, merging both tenderness and elements of power, experienced an internal conflict: how can you humble this force without losing your essence?

Each of them marveled at the new experiences and opportunities that opened up with this transformation, like two artists who met at the crossroads of their creations. They became a single whole, where the dragon's power undoubtedly helped in understanding female power, and the girl's lightness opened the door to subtle but decisive actions. This miracle of retransformation caused constant surprise — who they were and how they became who they are now.

«So, I apologize for this performance. You're a worthless spirit. Although, you».

She came up to me. She grabbed it with a bright glow. I started to feel *pain*. Yes, that's the feeling. And I remember what happened.

.....

December 24, 20xx.

I'm Muichiro, I'm 18. I was a laboratory assistant at my college. I worked a little bit like that. He worked with Mentor Roosevelt. He was a scientist who taught us at a lecture. Roosevelt studied chemistry and physics. He was once accused of bribery. And I had to temporarily work in his place. And in principle, it was not the first time for me. Roosevelt promised that he would return. But he didn't come back. And time passed. And my job started to put pressure on me. That even the director started yelling at my academic performance. But I explained to him that I had to do everything for Roosevelt. And the director said that Roosevelt...

...

And I went back to that place as if I hadn't gone anywhere.

«So, I kind of got your memory back, but I can't get your body back yet. Idiots, how could you give it to me like that,» she continued breathlessly, «Remember now you are my pet, which you can send away»

After looking down a little, it occurred to me that it would be nice to find out what was going on here.

«No, I won't tell you,» she said, «You know less, you sleep better, as you worthless people say. Although, at most, if you ask the direction of the questions, I can answer»

«I mean, I wanted to know where I am? And why am I here?And how did you know what I wanted to ask?»

I thought, and asked in surprise. In response, I wanted to hear what many people are saying and would like to feel *comfort*.A moment later, the goddess sent me flying with a sharp blow.

.....

I returned on my birthday. I think it was December 24. Oh, right. I thought I'd treat my mentor to a cake.

For a moment, I'm back in my old body and going somewhere.

It's strange, I don't remember where I was going.

And then the director's office.

Vaguely missing and noisy suggestive words, they began to reduce and act as if on still existing nerves, because there is also a strong tinnitus. Suddenly, there was another moment. I start to eat the cake with tears. There is a gift from the mentor on the table, and a note.

'I'm sorry, buddy, for dragging you in, I'll try to help you when I'm free of this lawsuit, but in the meantime, finish the quantum pulser for me. Yes, PS. use chemical reagents in equal proportions . '

I'm in the form of a spirit, even though I don't remember what happened. But why is it that I, who was still alive, am very sad. After all, the cake is not particularly tasty and it seems so good when you eat it with tears.

A little later, I saw a report. The mentor was killed, today on the 24th with a pistol, the killer turned out to be the mother of the accusation of that very girl.

And did it make sense for me to celebrate something on my birthday if it was the day of my mentor's death....

....

The goddess brought me back to this black hole again.

«Well, when you want to know what's going on and how you died, let me know».

....

«Yes, goddess, what is going on here, and why am I here. What's your name and what happened to me and what's going to happen?»

I asked uncertainly and heard.

«I am the supreme god that is called an Architect, among other gods, and you have been chosen as my pet, which will have to do my requirements. And first of all, I'll have to fix it. Because you're a coliseum....»

She said grotesquely, I'm already starting to wonder what's going on...

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So, there is chapter 1. The arch is ready. Now there will be more text. Add to the list, put likes, I will be glad to comments and promotion opportunities. Although I demand a lot. But I think I'll finish it soon. And ps I'll start writing more text mb 4k words.

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