Chapter 2: 2 – Gods

A shining light pierced the darkness surrounding him.

Am I still... alive? Voices!

Deep, low articulations echoed in a vast expanse, several figures remained hidden under an unnatural mist.

“That was a great anima.”

“One full of strength.”

“And love.”

“Specially in its last moments.”

“Lucky the world the anima was transposed into.”

“Despite every advantage we hand out not all transposed anima reach their full potential.”

“Such a shame... but that last one...”

“A true being deserving of our best blessings.”

“Yes.”

“Indeed.”

“Assented.”

“Anima like that only come once an epoch.”

“Might not see another one like it.”

“We did good.”

“I believe so.”

“And yet, we have work to do, the anima never cease to come and go.”

“May the Eternal Aether be blessed with more great anima.”

“... word.”

“Next anima.”

A black dense vapor arrived floating through the mist with Its fleeting consciousness wary and awakened enough to grasp its bizarre circumstances.

“What is this?”

“The next anima...”

“Oh dear fellow Arbiters, Beings of Light, Gods reborn.”

“This can’t be!”

“Is this a joke!?”

“But oh great ones-”

“What is this!?”

“Is someone toying with us!?”

“Sacred Arbiters!”

“Sacrilege!”

“Let me see... disgusting!”

“Evil!”

“Something...”

“Is messing with our process!”

“Can we send it back oh Beings of Light, fellow Gods? It would be-”

“Of course not.”

“Once the process has started, there’s no reversing it.”

“Then?!”

“Pain, cruelness, betrayal, bloodshed, endless rivers of resentment, fear, long roads of misery, mercilessness... Too much evil left on its wake!”

What... is this? Are they talking about me?

[You recognized your legacy. I’m thrilled.]

Where are you?

He couldn’t locate its silhouette.

“What a mistake!”

“Such anima do exists but they always go to the lower realms, never here!”

“Never!”

A silence, a pause, time for reflection.

“This is serious.”

“We can’t delay the process further or the other animas will destabilize.”

“Higher Arbiter, we defer to your judgment.”

“Yes.”

“So be it.”

“Assented.”

“Agreed.”

Are these... gods? Where am I? I don’t feel... a body...

“Which is the next world in our list?”

“Duello.”

“Such a fine world, not one for such a trash anima. The sole thought disgusts me.”

“There’s not one world deserving of this... thing.”

“... word.”

“We have no alternative. We will send the anima to Duello.”

“But Arbiter! This anima can’t-”

“I’ve not finished! The process is definitive. If this anima is here then it must be transposed. Was there a mistake? Non-intentional or otherwise? Indeed there was! We have never gotten a rotten soul in this realm. They are sent into the lower ones where proper disposal is carried out. And yet, this rancid one is here!”

Yeah... show your true colors! Fucking gods they call themselves.

“This anima is waiting its transposing, and we all know what this means. This rotten one will have too much power to wield wherever it goes. Balance will be broken. Transposed animas are transposed as a reward for what they were as beings. Are we to reward this... thing?”

“No!”

“Of course not!”

“Just dispose of it!”

Hehe... hahaha... No wonder if these are our gods... Can’t they hear me?

“Stop fellow Arbiters, Beings of Light, Gods reborn. There’s a method to comply without endangering the balance further. What we can affect is the status of this thing, how it transposes to Duello.”

“True, High Arbiter.”

“Yes!”

“Exactly!”

“Agreed.”

“I’ll let you all decide.”

“Mhmmm. This thing should not have any talents nor skills, so no advantage from transposing.”

“Good. Talentless and skilless!”

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What...

“Note them, on the string of fate, oh scribe.”

...are these fucks...

“Permanent statistics so he won’t overcome its disadvantages through sheer effort.”

...doing?!

“Noted.”

“Good. It’s a shame we can’t do nothing about its memory from its last life, it’s an essential part of the process.”

“Not all anima endure transposing, not even with our best intentions in mind. And here, now... with the right measures in place... I mean, it’s an integral process... what we are trying to achieve here. Defeat after defeat, there will only be one place for this anima to retreat to. It will get lost in endless mazes of its own making, a spiral down into insanity. Finally locking himself away inside his memories. A mind prison.”

Huh?

“Noted on the string of fate.”

What is this? What the fuck are you going to do to me?! You circus freaks! You fuckers, hear me out!

“It’ll work against itself... deserved punishment for its inflicted evil.”

“Indeed.”

“There are always other ways fellow Arbiters, you have to be creative.”

“I stand corrected.”

“A weak body so he can’t injure any being.”

“Noted.”

You shits weren’t happy enough fucking me before! But yet again!

“In Duello there are different intelligent races. What shall we do about it?”

“Mhmm..”

“Elf.”

“The highly magikal beings? Give this thing such power...“

Don’t listen to that freak fuck, yes make me a... whatever the fuck was it!

“Hear me out. He will be an elf but thanks to a degenerative disease, he won’t be able to do magik.”

You...!

“An elf without magik in Duello?“

Light Beings laughed in unison.

“What a fitting punishment.”

“An elf without magik is good. Let him be transposed into a human city and with such a degenerative disease his lifetime will be shortened.”

“I see now. Indeed. Race relationships between humans and elves are at an all time low in Duello. He will not be in any position of power, not ever and the long lifespan of elves will be mitigated by disease. Aren’t we magnificent!”

Don't I have a say in this?! Aahhh! I want to kill you all! Fucking demons in disguise!

[You spit obscene curses at demons when you are one yourself.]

Shut the fuck up, this is my life, new life, or whatever we are talking about!

[We? It seems they’re not taking your input.]

“Ugly as sin. So no one will befriend him.”

“There are some really good people in Duello, it’ll not work as well as you think.”

“What do you propose then fellow Arbiter?”

“Let him retain his graceful characteristics, but half his face will be repulsive. Thus it will know what it had before. This loss shall forever be imprinted in its ego... to slowly be consumed as it does evil. Attract one way, repeal the other. But black all the same as his tainted soul.”

This is beyond maddening...

“The process is almost complete. Anything else to add, be it now or let us end it.”

Just end this farce, you fake gods!

“Heat intolerant.”

Stop!

“Can’t swim.”

Really?! They do everything to fuck me over yet stop shy of killing me themselves... What merciful gods indeed. It can’t go on like this, they’ve got to hear me! I gotta make it through and let my voice reach these fuckers! Come on! I can do it! Move! Do something! I might not have a body, but I sense myself, do it!

“Then, the process is complete-”

Aaaaarrgggghhhh!

“Wait Arbiter! The anima-!”

“It’s moving!”

“Impossible!”

“What?!”

“Words...?”

“Is it trying to communicate?!”

“But it shouldn't have consciousness just essence of being!”

“What’s the meaning of this?!”

“Do we give him the time High Arbiter?”

“Mistake that it is, trash as it might, if the anima wants to communicate...”

“Certainly!”

“Merciful!”

Silence fell while they waited for the anima to speak.

“What’s... it doing?”

Something akin to a hand formed within the dense gaseous substance constituting the anima. A fist with its middle finger straight up, the sign to tell anyone to go fuck themselves, materialized. Truly an universal one.

“Fuck you assholes, motherfucking demons!”

Communication was successful.

“I’d say rot in hell but you fucks are already-”

Communication cut off.

Listen to me you retarded beings! Doesn’t matter where you send me, what you convert me into! My hate for you will never vanish! I won’t live under a cursed fate again! Fuckers!

“Master Arbiter, excuse my late intervention, but before completing the process I’d like to add one last line: the anima will not be able to swear ever again, not even cross its mind, and if it does, a sharp stomach pain shall remind it of us.”

“Noted.”

“Now go forth, oh anima, the Gods have decreed it to be so, your new life awaits!”

What is this... light... warmth...

Again, darkness consumed its consciousness. While it vanished from their realm, they couldn’t stop asking questions.

“Will it be alright?”

“This has never happened before!”

“It must be.”

“Master Arbiter.”

“Yes?”

“I hope we were not too merciful...”

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