I opened my eyes to see my old man grinning at me. I could not help but grin back. I saw him stretch his hand towards my head. He was going to ruffle my hair. Although I hated when he did that considering I was no longer a child, I would allow it just this once. I deserved a reward for working so hard just now to breakthrough. When he got happy with ruffling my hair, I would ask for a few modest rewards. Maybe a galaxy or two of my very own.
I pushed my head closer to him to make it easier for him. Big mistake. Bang. I almost felt my head bulge from that knock. "What the hell was that for, old man?!" What the hell was his problem?
"You could breakthrough at any time. What the hell were you waiting for, you little shit?!" He glared at me like he wanted to devour me. These were the times I was motivated to get stronger so I could fight back. Or in the least, get a good single punch in. I knew even if I caught him 'off guard' it would not happen.
"My baby!" At that moment I heard my mother's voice. I grinned cos I knew my retribution had come. My father rolled his eyes with a chuckle, knowing what I was thinking. My mother walked into the room with a smile. She quickly walked towards me while completely ignoring my father. "I knew my baby was a genius." I was buried in my mother's huge mounds as I was pulled into a tight hug.
'She is happy. You're going down this time, old man.' I grinned happily to myself. No matter how it looked, my mother pampered me a lot. Even with two other siblings, with me being the oldest, I still receive a lot of love and pampering. 'I am still her little Riggs.' The time to complain and watch my mother pummel my father was now! Viva la mama's boy! "Mothe… AAAHHHH!" Before I could finish my statement, a wave of terrifying pain assaulted my head. My mother had gripped my head so tight with her vice grip that I felt my head about to explode.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! If you could breakthrough why not breakthrough already, huh?!" The more my mother spoke the tighter her grip felt. "Do you know how many of your mates have long since passed your realm? Why do you want to embarrass me?" She spoke as if she was being wronged. Dear mother, what happened to your sweet Riggs? What happened to me being your only sweet boy? It was no wonder the bastard old man kept smiling even though he knew I was about to report him.
After what felt like eternity of near-death visions of seeing aunt Trix in the underworld, and mother's constant nagging about working harder, she finished with, "Since you can breakthrough, stop messing around and do so already." before she finally let me go. She hugged me one more time, rubbing my back, "Congratulations on your breakthrough, my sweet Riggs. Mother is proud of you." She gave me a kiss on the forehead before leaving through the door. "Oh, and quickly consolidate your realm. Stop fooling around." I heard her voice echo as she finally left.
"I'll finish things up and then we'll leave." I heard the old man speak while he left the room, humming gleefully as if he was in a very good mood. One day. Definitely one day. I had plans on going to scare a few new gods with my unstable divinity, but I had lost interest in it. I did not want others running to my mother and telling on me. That would be a different ass whooping I would receive since she had already told me to consolidate my realm.
"Tsk. Such a party pooper." I sat back on the bed and all the swirling dark energies around me disappeared. I now looked like an ordinary human. An extremely handsome ordinary man. I walked to the only mirror on the room hanging on the wall and took off my shirt and trousers leaving only my undershorts. I gave myself a self-admiring look. My skin color was coppery like Archer from the fate world. "Sexy". My hair color was black as night and tied in a pony tail all the way to my butt. "Sexy". My eyes were opposite to the mortal humans. It was completely black with white in the middle. Sexy. As for my body, "SEXXY!" I let out a few poses and kisses in the mirror until I was satisfied with stroking my ego and vanity.
I did this about twice a day. I needed to remind myself of how handsome and sexy I was else some huntress young girl would try to use that and take advantage of me. As if I could be deceived with what I already knew. I put on my clothes and gave myself one last kiss in the mirror before stepping out of the room. As for the matter of putting on clothes, I just did. It was a matter of the simple things. I could always just materialize clothes unto myself, but I wouldn't. It was the same with mother entering and leaving my room not too long ago. She would rather walk to her destination if she could than open a portal and walk through or just teleport to her destination. Undying was a long time, and it was the little things that made one's bleak undying life worth living. Basically, it was that which kept us from pulling the hypothetical trigger.
The divine real was like one extremely large world with different regions belonging to different gods. The main region in the middle was a neutral zone with housing belonging to or reserved by most of the gods. They had their own regions they governed but loved to stay in the central region. They were basically like cheating husbands who refused to go home. Who would blame them? The central region had everything, compared to their dreary regions. For example. The Volcanic god's territory. His place was filled with nothing but volcanic magma and ash that would get into annoying places. Even if someone was a god, unless their main divinity was fire or lava, they would have to protect themselves with their divinities or they would definitely feel the 'heat'. Because of that not many people were willing to visit each other.