Awakening Chronicles

Chapter 1

"Welcome, Marcus." My vision slowly started to focus, and a groggy moan escaped from my throat. Where was I? The last thing I remember was lying on my bed, falling asleep. Eventually, my vision slowly unblurred, and I saw a well-dressed man sitting before me in an otherwise barren room. He had jet black hair that was swept back, and his eyes were tinted with a storm grey hue that had a faint glimmer within them.

His face was flawless and was chiseled to perfection. His flesh was snow white and his lips were the softest shade of pink. After a moment of me staring at him, I saw the corners of his lips turned upwards into a small smirk. He reached up to adjust his shimmering golden tie that stood at stark contrast to his black suit. He then cleared his throat and shifted slightly in his seat before speaking, "My name is Malek. I am the Chief Overseer of Earth and countless other planets."

With each word he spoke, I felt the fiber of my being strum, and my eyes widen slightly at this new bit of information. "So you are God?" I managed to stutter out as I felt utterly overwhelmed. I only received an eye roll in response as he sat back into his chair.

"Not in the sense that you are thinking of. That God is me, but I'm not exactly what you humans paint me as." I sat for a moment pondering his words only to have a small spark of anger start to grow in my chest.

"So, my whole life and religion have been a lie?" The anger coated my voice making it more profound, but it still paled in comparison to his voice.

He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, "Firstly, do not take that tone with me. Secondly, everything you have read in that book-" he trailed off for a moment and closed his eyes slowly moving his hand in a circular motion as if he was trying to coax something from memory, "What do you call it? The bible or something? That's all true and did happen. So no, it's not a lie, just simply not the entire story." He sat back and crossed his legs, his black dress pants remaining smooth and unwrinkled with his shoes dark and polished to a bright shine.

Upon hearing his words I relaxed in the chair, feeling somewhat more comforted, and I was relieved yet intrigued at the reveal of this new information "So I'm guessing me being here means I'm about to learn more about this and that I'm also either dead or taken from my world."

"That would be correct. You died peacefully in your sleep due to natural causes, and you just so happened to be marked by Alpha, the being that runs this galaxy." I stared at him with what I was sure was a blank face.

He gazed at me for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle, his voice changing to more of a light-hearted tone. "Oh, right, I still need to bring you up to date on a few things. I haven't had a candidate in any of my worlds in a very long time." He snapped his fingers, and the room started to shift and blur as it faded out of existence. The walls crumbled to ash and blew away, revealing an even larger room underneath us.

We sat just above it, hovering in the air. As I gazed down, I could see a large number of what looked to be holograms of planets decorating the room. A multitude of beings was moving to and fro from what I assumed were computers talking animatedly amongst themselves. I tore my gaze from the scenery back to Malek as he looked down at the room quite happily. "This is my Administration Room; all the planets that I run are found here, and much like yours will soon be, it exists outside of the normal dimension." He explained to me quite excitedly, as he stood up and beckoned me to follow him. I stared down at the space he was walking on, and I tentatively touched the air with my naked foot, and to my surprise, I found a solid surface that felt like cold metal. I shivered slightly at that, as I stood up and looked down to take the view in once more, and a flash of embarrassment coursed through me as I realized I was naked. Then shock, as I realized I was missing a few key things that made me male. My tan flesh was pulled tightly across my chest and stomach. Where there was once a ball of fat in my stomach was a tightly toned abdominal area. I reached down tentatively and patted my flat stomach.