Matthew was man who was well aware of how his life was progressing, only spiraling into the abyss of failure, having disappointed his parents, failing to do anything right, and sent his life rotting away at a home long abandoned. There was no longer anything to fear, with his ability there was no longer any future left for him. Walking down the raining, slippery path, he found himself at the same place for the thousandth time. The same store, buying the same things, and never changing. A truly sad man, he dragged his feet across the road letting his pants become damp in the rain, he sat down and opened up a pack of food, silently crying as he ate. He wished he could change, but changing is difficult especially for a human, he had an average appearance ruined by the sags and creases on his face due to the stress, and malnourishment he was facing, with his face riddled with acne he could not change his fate no matter what career he decided to pursue. So he decided to end it all, in the dusty warehouse, and the creaking steps he stepped up to plate, and kicked the chair away, suffocating, and suffering for the last time that he would have to. So he could finally have the mercy he longed for.
MATTHEW
"IT NEVER CAME." I thought. My brain activity is still functioning. There was an abyss of darkness with only a peer of light, the mercy of never thinking to take away the suffering, that moment never came. He was instead greeted by a young man in robes who descended from the limitless abyss. I could not find words to say, my mind was a disaster.
"My name is Asclepius, God of Medicine, I have come with a council to reform you, in a new shell where your soul shall reside, with the pill of reincarnation I can bring you back. Though this is a medicine of miracle, something i can only make once, even as a god. So you use your next life wisely, for after this, there truly will be nothing." Asclepius walked to an alter, and beckoned me forward. "This is the alter of which the gods first spun their own wheel of fate to determine what their powers, strengths and weaknesses are. You are a mere human, sending you out into a world of monster would not be fitting for our game, now would it?" I pressed my hand upon a green jewel, devoid of shine, but when my hand was placed it shone jade, multiple clicks sounded, the stone alter started spinning symbols embedded into it. Then stone alter halted, and revealed my fate.
The stone read:
"BLOOD OF NONE. POWER OF NONE. GIFT OF NONE. LIFE EXPANSION OF NONE. SK—" Asclepius waves his hands at the Alter and the words disappeared. "You really have no luck do you mortal? Not even fate favors you." I looked at the results in disparity.
"Well, we've made your vessel your body in your glory days, go and enjoy your new life mortal." Asclepius explained.
With a shimmer of light I awoke laying in the grassy meadows.
ASCLEPIUS
"I've never seen a mortal with such bad luck, Ares!" Aphrodite laughed. "Hahahahaha! Me neither babe! This is just too hilarious! What do you think 'bout this Athena?" Ares asked. "Asclepius did you read the rest of the information? Last I heard you stopped it midway!" Athena yelled. I pulled up the mortal's results. "—ILLS OF ONE, TALENT OF THREE, POTENTIAL OF ACHILLES, FAVOR OF HECATE." The room stood still. "Hecate? She's never supported a mortal..." one god said. Another yelled. "Achilles?! This might be more interesting than we had thought!" The gods broke out into joy. "We might even see a journey worthy of legend!" Zeus roared. The gods had a feast that night, but I, Asclepius sat down from mount Olympus staring down at the sullen mortal, from beginning to end.