For eons upon eras of kings and queens, Nybus Serafall has watched over the universe as its unseen ruler. But that is about to change.
Earth is his observation, and with it, his target.
The aim for said target?
The reaping of Life Fibres.
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This chapter takes place before the events of KLK, so although it won't have any major spoilers, I suggest watching the anime beforehand. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy!
Life Fibres. The alien parasite that exists only to consume and repopulate. Why did God make them you ask? Well...let's see what he's doing.
???: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!! WILL THERE EVER BE A DAY WHEN I FIND DECENT FUCKING FOOD?!
A lone man sat on a sofa in the middle of a room filled with all forms of gadgets and gizmos. He stood at about six foot tall, with the top of his head being covered by a messy mop of silver hair. His body, though toned, was covered in a mighty regalia of clothing, consisting of a black jacket with a metal chain hanging from it, black jeans, a white t-shirt with the words 'Fly to Live, Live to Fly' written in bloody lettering, and a pair of black boots with various silver attachments. His eyes were red with rage, literally. But they told a thousand stories to those who looked into them. And when he spoke, he did so with extreme emotional display. His name?
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Nybus Serafall, God of the Universe
(AN: Use your imagination. I ain't gonna find a pic that looks like the description. )
Nybus: I hate Potimellion food. All it is is just gutter trash. I'm tired of eating pizza all the time....
He paused for a moment before rethinking and verbally emphasising his sentence.
Nybus: Naw I couldn't hate pizza even if I wanted to. Though the one thing that will never belong on pizza, is pineapple. That shit belongs in a fruit salad, or even in a tropical style Caesar.
(AN: Yes, the God oftheUniverse is a big foodie. Sue me, I don't give a shit. This is how he is. Deal. With. It.)
Nybus: Welp, I'm bored outta my fucking mind. Time to mess about on the Internet.
Nybus made his way over to his computer, which, by the way, consisted of about 10 monitors and a 26 zeta byte hard drive.
He switched it on, hoping and praying to find something worth his time. But alas, nothing reared its head.
Nybus: God damn the lower class Internet and its stupid ads. I was hoping that there would at least be some jobs I could go on. Especially those that include taking down those stupid, red, threaded pieces of alien shit.
Yes, the almighty, omniscient, omnipotent God of the mother fucking Universe...hated thread. Specifically those that originated from Life Fibres. They had infected his life and made it so that he could not stand to marry again. But enough about that for now, back to the MC.
Nybus: Is there anything here that's actually good or is it all just second rate shite?
Just then, an ad popped up on his screen, very bright and very enticing. So what does anyone with a curiosity as big as their ego do when they see a random ass ad? They click that mother fucker into next week.
