ZARATHUSTRA

Hell and heaven

The little village sat outside of the huge bustling city. The alternate New York skyline glistened against the midday sun.

In the village a school bell rang out. A little crowd of children ran out laughing and giggling. The teacher, with soft red hair and red eyes smiled as they all ran out into the muddy street.

However. The children stopped laughing as two hope cultist soilders blocked their path to the field. The children stared and tried to look around them. The hope cultists didn't do anything but stand guard.

There was a group of people with white robes in the field. They seemed to be setting up some kind of statue.

In the city sozo watched the streets as they eventually emptied and people where escorted to underground bunkers, as sozo was about to recreate the city in honor of hope..

Sozo looks up and takes a deep breath. He felt stressed today. Usually he felt calm and quite reserved but today it felt like his brain wouldn't turn off, and his stomach felt like it was rotating over and over again.

He couldn't figure out why...

Then the star fell to the earth.

A streak of light slammed into the small village outside of the city. Blinding everyone in the vicinity. A huge gust of wind overtook the area.

The light suddenly shivered and dispersed quickly.

Revealing Zarathustra standing in the center of the village.

He stood there for a good minute. The hope cultists that where guarding the field froze. And stared in shock.

The kids all turned as everyone's eyes bled. Zarathustra stared at the city, and then began to walk slowly.

The cultists suddenly ran after him. But they where then frozen in place. They then fell over, knocked out. And surprisingly alive.

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Sozos stomach aches. Why was he feeling like this? Usually he felt like this whenever another powerful god was around him. However he was twice the strength of Raiku. He only needed a bit more training before he gained infinite power. Yet he was being affected by a presence. Was it a death god? His weakness?

He didn't sense death. He sensed the opposite.

Suddenly his organs shifted around. He felt his liver snake around his large intestine. However he felt nothing rupture.

He felt his head forced up from where he was looking..

There he stood.

The shooting star.

He was rather far away. About twenty yards. He didn't walk forward or move. He just stared.

Sozo shook. His god...his god was before him.

Sozo:.....lord....MY LORD!!!!! YOU HAVE COME TO TAKE US TO PARA-

Zarathustra was now mere centimeters in front of him. Staring up into his eyes. Their noses where practically touching. Sozo stared. Then he screamed in pain, as his eyes exploded in blood. Zarathustra watched him fall over.