Back in the familiar mansion, Sammy mulled over the daunting task ahead. He knew that choosing a god to challenge would alter the cosmic landscape, and the weight of that decision bore down on him. However, for now, he decided to focus on the camaraderie of his team.
The living room echoed with laughter as Sammy's team engaged in light banter. Ragna, always the jester, grabbed a cushion, placed it on his head, and declared, "Behold, the mighty god of comfy seating! Bow before the Cushion Deity!"
Vamelion, with a sly smile, retorted, "I've always said you have the potential for godhood, Ragna, but perhaps more in the realm of jesters."
Amina chuckled, "Well, if Ragna becomes a god, we'll at least have the comfiest divine gatherings."
Nabil, his expression unreadable as ever, deadpanned, "I vote for the mighty Pillow Deity instead."
The room erupted in laughter, each member contributing to the playful atmosphere. Astronia, known for her mischievous nature, winked at Sammy and suggested, "Maybe your divine challenge should be against the God of Pranks. That way, even if you lose, you'll have a good laugh."
Sammy, joining in the banter, replied, "I'd rather not risk becoming the cosmic punchline. I've got enough challenges ahead."
Ragna, raising an imaginary goblet, proposed a toast, "To Sammy, the aspiring god-slayer! May your challenges be epic and your punchlines even better!"
A chorus of cheers filled the room as they embraced the lighthearted moment. Even in the face of cosmic trials, the team found solace in shared laughter.
Vamelion, ever the strategist, steered the conversation, "Speaking of challenges, Sammy, any ideas on which god you might take on? I hear the God of Infinite Puzzles has been a real headache for eons."
Sammy, still contemplating his decision, responded, "I need more time to figure that out. For now, let's focus on training. We need to be ready for whatever cosmic chaos unfolds."
Amina, with a mischievous glint in her eye, teased, "Maybe we should create our own divine challenges. The God of Breakfast Burritos sounds like a worthy opponent."
The absurdity of the suggestion sent them into fits of laughter. Nabil, the stoic warrior, couldn't help but crack a smile. He remarked, "I've never heard of a deity with a culinary specialty. That would be a first."
As the banter continued, Sammy felt a sense of gratitude for the team that surrounded him. In the midst of cosmic uncertainty, their laughter became a celestial melody, weaving bonds that transcended the divine.
The night unfolded, ragna went home, and the team already shared the rooms, because from now one they would be staying together.
Sammy could be seen training at his dojo Wich he actually just discovered his house has, he hasn't even seen half of his mansion, they was a time he got lost and vamelion came looking for him,. Sammy smiled " good old days."
" So are you going to tell me
anything or you are just going to keep quiet." A familiar voice could be heard which distracted him.
Sammy sighed "don't scare me like that, you tryna give me a heart attack or something, and what the hell do you mean by tell you something."
Astronia smiled and started to walk towards him "look Sammy, you are the head of the now, a wrong mistake could kill everyone, I know you have a god in mind to fight already, am not telling you to tell me but if this group is going to keep on running, you have to share information with us, you get it, Well good night."
Sammy was left there without saying anything." I guess she's right, to think a demon would be giving me good advice one day, what has my life turned out to be."
ARTHUR'S NOTE: SORRY GUYS AM GOING FOR A THREE DAY CONTRACT I WILL NO BE ABLE TO WRITE, BUT I PROMISE TO RELEASE MOR CHAPTER WHEN AM BACK. THANK YOU