NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 2: Apostle
"Get out."
"No"
"Fine, just stay over there and don't touch anything."
"That's fine with me."
Following the pointed finger made of paper, I watched as the God named fun twisted around on their head and begun to wait as if gravity were reversed.
"Now then where was I..."
"I was trying to help you deal with the soul in front of you"
"Ah Yes." Death placed the piece of paper down before staring at the shadowy Fun.
"Are you crazy?" A judgemental voice leaked out of Deaths mouth as Fun laughed.
"Isn't it interesting? This child which resulted from an honest mistake of yours is experiencing his Past and future in the present, doesn't that make you want to make him an apostle?"
"Can you not chose someone who's just like this one?"
"I can't, in the first place, this mistake only occurred because one of War's chosen made a poor choice, bringing forth the third world war much earlier than supposed to"
"Ah her... How is her brother doing?"
"Don't change the subject brother, despite how much I would like to intervene directly with the world to create more such beings Soul would throw a tantrum if I did so."
"Umm... Why are you even doing this for me?"
Hesitating for a moment before speaking, I felt mentally pressured as the two Gods speaking about topics that didn't make any comprehendible sense to my tiny mortal brain/ soul thing Fun laughed loudly as Death just sighed and laid their back against the back rest.
"Ah, I'm familiar with this." Now underneath the guise of a magician, the blue cloak fluttered as they rubbed their nose. "Well to put it in mortal terms it's an exchange, I do something to you and in exchange you get to live a life without dying abruptly in a gruesome manner!"
Filling a chill crawl across my spine like a centipede-
"An apt description."
I wondered what even in the nine-
"Seven."
-Seven hells did it even mean to do something to me?
"Ah that's the fun part!" Fun clapped their hands before pointing their finger at me, a delighted glow passing through their swim goggles. "Even I don't know!"
"???"
Feeling a shock pass through my soul despite not even possessing a body to even feel emotions, the God of Fun clapped his hands, a dismissive wave coming from Death as I felt my body Shift
And with it, I felt emotions come crashing down onto my unprepared self.
Suddenly, I had a body when I once had none.
My heart beat against my chest as my stomach churned, blood rushed with my veins as adrenaline secreted from the brain began pumping through my blood.
Shallow hurried breaths coursed through my lungs as I hunched over on the ground, struggling to even stand as mist covered my vision
And with it, everything seemed infinitely magnified.
The feel of my surroundings as they were assaulted with sensation
The smell of fast food separated by the types of oil they were fried in.
The taste of the sweat on my tongue, as the cold sweat covered my body.
The sight of the individual skin fibres holding my body together
The-
*Snap
Everything ebbed away like the tide of the clouds hit with a wind, a sudden calm assaulting me, and all the while the logical part of my mind was unsettled screamed at the sudden calm, I nevertheless picked myself up off of the marbled ground.
"15 Seconds to pull yourself together, one of the better records."
"..." widening my eyes at those words, I stared speechlessly at the boy who looked like a track and field star, feeling as if I had spent an eternity trapped within a single moment, taking in all of the available information around me.
Even now I could accurately sense my surroundings at an albeit dulled perception.
Something to note however was that despite sensing everything in a sharper clarity as if I had just put on glasses for all of my senses, the blinding clarity that the boys eyes were never even changed.
That stayed the same even when he wore a helmet that would otherwise obscure their eyes.
"It's not as magnificent as one would think." The God of fun covered their eyes with the palm of his scaled hand causing me to flinch in surprise as the pair of RGB eyes continued to be seen through the hand. "For one, its near impossible to hide my face because of these things."
"On the other hand, because of how eye catching these eyes of mine are it's become something akin to a symbol of mine so I don't particularly mind it." Fun cast a curious glance at me. "Would you like a pair?"
"No thank you."
Hurriedly denying Fun chuckled boyishly "Well it doesn't matter, now choose."
Snapping their fingers, several greyed out icons I vaguely recognized belonged to various popular video games appeared before spinning around the boy like a beyblade, preventing any form of sight, including my slightly enhanced version of it to see what the icons were.
Of course, as the development was way to swift, I honest to God didn't understand what was happening.
"Nice of you to be honest"
And I forgot the boyish looking being in a fursuit was also a God.
"Well that's putting it simply, I am actually the God of Fun."
Straightening their back in pride, the multicolored lightshow eyes glimmered uncontrollably. "And because I am the God of Fun, that means that anything that you mortals find fun belongs to my domain."
"To make things more familiar for you, I can bring out all of the metaphysical concepts unique to these games and stuff them into your chaotic soul."
A maddened gleam glistened in their eyes "Usually speaking, all of my still living apostles can only endure one concept before their soul was saturated and exploded into the floors you see today."
Suddenly feeling chills crawl up from the base of my legs, I instinctively tried to move away from the marble floor only to realize how it was all marble.
"Don't worry, they're completely dead now."
'That doesn't make it any better.'
Ignoring my thoughts, the God of Fun clapped his hands joyfully. "Now then, please forget that!"
"Hm? Forget what?" Blinking dumbly I looked at the God of fun that was staring directly upwards for some reason.
Moving his gaze from the readers Fun pointed at the rapidly spinning grey icons that had at some point turned into a gigantic wheel that one would often see during festivals for a prize of sorts.
More often than not, the wheels landed on something one didn't want.
But nevertheless, despite seeing the wheel and intuitively knowing what to do, that didn't make things any easier to understand.
"What's there to understand? Just spin the wheel and receive the concepts that it lands on." Happily pushing me towards the wheel, my hand brushed against the rapidly spinning icons causing the sound unique to said wheels as they clicked along the various icons.
Stopping soon after, the logo of a game that I had forgotten about came to life.
"Ah Minecraft... One of the many games that made me aware of your world in the first place, followed closely by Pokemon of course."
Staring at the blocky piece of grass that had lit up on the wheel Fun immediately grabbed my hand causing me to feel my body heat up uncontrollably.
"WhaAAA!!!"
Shouting loudly, unpleasant feelings clambered across my body in the thousands, it was as if countless ants were tickling my bones and it was a nightmare.
Eyes wide open as I knelt on the ground, I saw my geometrically shifting face reflected on the marbled ground, the same geometrically shifting hands of mine gaining a brownish green hue on some of the edges.
"Oh..." Rubbing their chin, Fun who was clad in a snow parka stared at his hands and said words that I didn't even understand. "By the looks of it you can withstand two more iterations of this before you explode."
"Before I what!?"
"Spinning the wheel again!"
Joyfully spinning the wheel again despite my many protests, the game that was widely thought of to be a 2D copy of minecraft before breaking away from the prejudices and making a stand as a stand alone game appeared before my eyes.
Terraria.
But before I could feel anymore nostalgia for such a title, the wheel spun again as I was struck with another more significant pain tearing at my body from the seams.
Feeling as if someone had stuffed all of my organs into a blender, I screamed soundlessly as my soul was colored in with many hues of green, brown and some more green.
Tears splattered on the ground as everytime my soul manifested outside of my body I felt bereft of emotion, but the next moment it returned the emotions came crashing back like a wave.
It was as if I was losing everything in one second than regaining all of it in the next.
The rapid nature of the changes prevented me from preparing as they chaotically switched, pulling my emotions away from my grasp before hitting me in the face with my own emotions.
But as all things eventually had an end, my soul which had just been adapting to whatever in the seven hells the God of Fun had stuffed into me finally ceased its rapid spasms.
Collapsing on the ground with sweat beading my forehead, my heart beat against my throat as I lifelessly lay against the ground.
"...I see your fine, the next spin!"
"Wait wait wait!"
Dead Cells.
Memories of the game that marked my first encounter with the roguelike side scroller genre flashed through my mind as I instantly mirrored the sense of pain the beheaded seemed to go when they died.
"Ack!"
Time
I saw all of it.
The day of my birth.
The day I made friends
The day I graduated School.
The day I encountered Videogames
The day I first paid Taxes.
The day I died
Space.
I felt all of it.
The Hospital I was born in.
The playground I made friends in.
The School I was taught in.
The Home where I played video Games.
The Government building I paid taxes in.
The basement I lost my organs.
All of it.
My soul flickered in and out of my body as it struggled to adapt to the foreign intruder manipulating it to its liking.
Past, Present and Future all overlapped into one whole being, the three facets of power that the God of Fun had stuffed into it, coloring it however the hell they wanted it.
"HAAAH!!!"
"You're finally awake."
"Mr Skyrim?"
"What? No I'm fun!"
Blankly staring at the barbarian clothed boy, I immediately punched the being only to whiff it as they immediately jerked their head backwards.
"Hey, I may be the God of Fun, but that doesn't mean I'm bad at Quick Time Events!"
"What the fuc-!"
I felt a palm cover my mouth as the God of Fun made a shushing motion.
"Hey, we're trying to keep it somewhat PG-13 in here..." The God of Fun looked at a certain Tree nearby "We are trying to keep it PG-13 right?"
"...Okie dokes."
Fun turned to look at me before speaking "...You do know that biting me isn't going to be doing much right?"
Pulling away their marshmallow hands, despite the tastiness of it all I had to relinquish it as it turned into clouds that seeped out of the gaps in my teeth.
A very unique sensation, Just as unique as having your soul ripped from your body several times in a second.
"Hey I said I was sorry."
"..." Glaring at Fun I stared at my hands.
Not the ones that existed in my soul but my actual flesh and blood hands, the ones I had before my death, not the transformation into a soul trying to superimpose itself on itself, not even the colored ones that had appeared when the God of Fun stuffed something into my soul.
Just hands that belonged to me, maybe.
It was... rather disconcerting how much of a disconnect there was between the reality of it all since I felt as if I was supposed to be much younger yet older at the same time.
"So... What do you think?"
Casting a glare at the God of Fun who had put me through metaphorical hell-
"They really do do this type of punishment for certain sinners.
-Scratch that, literal hell type punishment I suppressed the urge to punch the God of Fun in the face.
"Surprise punch!"
Kicking the God of Fun in the face he only twisted his head to the side and let it whiff by he waved his hand.
"Lively huh? Good enough."
Snapping his finger I felt my balance fail me as the ground below me suddenly disappeared.
Widening my eyes as Fun joyfully waved me away in a ninja outfit, the last thing I saw was a hurried looking Death choking Fun out.
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Regarding what the God of Fun had said, our MC Slade will be able to curse, but not to the point that he becomes a sailor mouth.
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