Reboot..

|| PT. 2: REBIRTH ||

The sun shined down on the basic village. Civilians went about their normal duties: farmers tending to their crops, some selling their produce. All was normal and well.

The clouds darkened as it started to rain slightly. But something was off. An aura of a new entity washed over the inhabitants of the village.

Deep within a forest nearby, a strange phenomenon was occurring. Silent red lightning struck one specific spot multiple times before a strange red flame began to circle the area. Suddenly, a 6'11" human figure formed. The red lightning struck the figure as it grabbed its head and jolted forward, a loud crack coming from the figure as the fire subsided into smoke.

|<REINCARNATION: COMPLETE>|

NTP's eyes moved erratically as he panted slightly. Was that what death felt like? Bursts of red lightning came off his body and into the ground.

It was then that he realized he was butt naked. He shrugged as his clothing formed on him via fire and lightning in the same method he had done before.

|<Author's note: I refuse to mention how his... part was swaying in this>|

His breathing calmed as he took in his surroundings. He then proceeded to throw up some blood, stomach acid, and a strange black scale.

"Fuck..." NTP muttered as he picked up the scale he had thrown up. The scale was known as Flux.

He shifted Flux into its katana form and put it in his sheath. He began to walk through the densely populated forest, ignoring the weird pain in his head that felt like an electric shock to the brain. He rubbed the side of his head slightly as he made his way through the forest.

"That brat Blossomia would love this comically large forest," he muttered to himself as he finally found his way out of the forest, his movements showing a slight limp. Despite the new body, he still had some minor injuries: basic scratches and slight burns. Nothing a few hours wouldn't heal.

NTP soon found himself in the nearby village. He stood out like an infected wound against healthy skin. He looked around as he made his way through the village.

<- - NTP - ->

I walk through the village, trying to ignore the major pain in my head. It's probably just the fact I reincarnated, right? No brain should start firing neurons after it thought it died. Or something's lodged in there.

Either way, all the villagers' gazes are burning holes into me as I make my way through the village.

But then... it feels as if I'm ripped from my own... body?

<- - OMNIPOTENT - ->

NTP stopped in his tracks. His once red eyes faded to a dull white. Flux suddenly vanished from its sheath and appeared in his hand in the form of a broadsword. The weather cleared up to reveal the sun as the sharp blade glistened in the sunlight. A golden glint came from NTP's right eye as he spun the sword in his hand with ease.

A crowd began to form, some curious, some scared. What a fatal mistake.

NTP suddenly dashed forward, impaling one of the villagers in the chest, the blade stained with the villager's blood. NTP pulled out the blade and dashed toward one of the now running villagers, cleaving them in two. His face was blank as he dashed from villager to villager, granting them a swift and painless death. Amidst the now bloodstained ground stood NTP.

His eyes suddenly returned to normal as he fell to his knees, his breathing heavy. He clutched at his chest, his hearts beating rapidly, his eyes wide.

What had just happened? And why was his control of his body ripped from him?

<- - NTP - ->

The warmth of the bloodstained ground was one sensation I felt, other than my pounding hearts. What did that? And how.. my mind raced with how something had ripped my control of my own body from me?

I slowly got up from my knees, the blood dripping slightly. My hands were soaked in the lifeblood of humans, and so were my knees.

<- - OMNIPOTENT - ->

Far away from the reality where NTP's rebuilt body resided, within the web of timelines and universes, lay the Divine Realm, the home and birthplace of the Godborn.

Omnis sat in his throne room, the sleek marble shining as it had just been cleaned minutes before. The rest of the Divine Realm still had copious amounts of Godborn blood splattered everywhere. Cleaning up Godborn blood was difficult as it was very thick and slightly sticky.

Omnis sat on his throne, his eyes calm. His sword leaned on his throne as he looked at a nearby screen.

A small notification popped up:

"ALERT: NEUTRALIZER 0152B IS BACK ONLINE. NAME: NTP."

Omnis's eyes stared at the notification, hiding his confusion as he sent four Godborn to see if it was true or not.

The Godborn he sent were known as:

Blossomia <Goddess of nature and fertility and love> 

 Hydrus <God of Waves and Ocean> 

 Embris <Goddess of Magma and Flame> 

 And last but not least. 

 Gee <God of Earth and Gravity>

/|<END CHAPTER>|\

those gods are probably generic af.. thank god i dont have to do much character development for them..

for uh

reasons..
you all will see soon :)