Machina, an island the size of Iceland and mostly consisting of magnetically suspended lands and magically floating rivers, its name coming from the abandoned city that appeared with it, both appearing in the middle of the Atlantic out of no-where. the city was abandoned but not trashed, and some small robots and drone flew around maintaining its perfect condition.
Within the few weeks of its discovery, many nation payed claim too it for various reasons, from how close it was to them too how they found it first. it eventually, after man months of fighting, became a independent island country that was governed half by its new inhabitants, and half the other countries of the world.
In the following years it became a hub for scientific development, and helped to face many crisis Amon some including the invasion fo other worlds, the world turning into a video game with dungeon appearing everywhere, and the descent of a demon lord.
With the rise of classes, heroes, and the strengthening of the human body, even the onslaught of demonic creature had left the earth in a prosperous state.
Unfortunately, nobody could find out that the trigger for all their suffering and near world collapse was because a certain god had sent a bunch of truck raining from the sky towards you no so average nerd.
Within this city, opposite the Maine gate and about ten kilometers from the central tower was a large, unstained and imposing gate of pure tungsten.
While the rest of the city was made of tech not yet understood by the rest of humanity, the large tungsten gate was almost entirely metal with no technology.
The only part of the large tungsten gate that was not tungsten was the latin phrase embedded into the door with half inch think gold. any who had tried to modify the door in any way had been found dead the next day, their corpse forced to walk the streets with strained movements and soulless eyes devoid of life by some sort of parasitic biotech.
After a few incidents and several extensive tests on the gate, in addition to countless years of waiting for something to happen. Today on December 24th of the year 29PDM, The class holders of Machina where going about the city accepting requests to clear dungeon and using high level mag maintained teleportation circles too reach the country that'd posted the request.
The ordinary citizens of the city where in preparation for the day of betrayal, a day that used to be Christmas — the birth of christ Jesus Christ — when instead of answering the prayers of the people when the many crisis had befallen the earth and instead the many, and varied, classes where distributed to many young people around the world by the gods of old.
Gods like Zeus, Hades, and Artemis had given their blessing to poeple from Greece, while gods like Loki, Unetlanvhi, Enlil, and a variety of other gods gave out their blessing out more sparingly but with greater strength.
Other religion that had been considered modern such as Hinduism, had made a few appearances throughout the era of classes, but not enough for their following to be largely retained when other gods where making their own presence know and with it an impact just as if not more powerful.
With the the sun high in the sky and the watches and clocks of everyone in the city hitting noon, a faint chime could be heard throughout the city as a white light shined down the seam of the gate, and its colors split to form a rainbow colored light. After a few minutes of transforming and merging lights, and with a now massive crowd being kept at bay from the vacanity of the door, the colors settled on gold, purple, and a deep red.
As the Light receded into the door, and the crowds speculating and anticipation reached a peek, the image of a snake rapping around a Seraphim eye being flanked by an army of skeletons spreads like a Fine and intricate art upon the Pure tungsten doors.
As the tapestry of skeletons guarding the snake coiled eye embedded itself on the gate, it swung outwards. The gates contents revealed to be a sheet of black dotted with stars and smoke, like the sky unfettered by the likes of light pollution.
With the gates awakening, so did the city. Its precepts engaging the central towers boot process. while the humans of earth had indeed been living in the city for at least a century now, they had never believed it to be slumbering as the feats it had displayed was already beyond their current cities by a landslide and un-reproducible.
But with he city's awakening the main tower ran its slow boot process until it reached its last order. "Search for a new worthy one"
The cities true name was Avalon, the Utopia said to be constructed by Merlins magical capabilities, and the worthy was merely a measurement for how special a being was.
With its last order confirmed, the hidden Speakers throughout the city started to speak. "Residents of Avalon, this is Viviane the boot process has been complete and a utopi-*bzz* Protopia shall be created under the rule of a chosen one."
And with this Viviane went silent.
Back in the dungeon, Skuggir had just activated the gate and completed the his final task. With his completion of the task a notification rang through his bone head.
[user can evolve when new requirement are met]
[Demon Lord Lich - wish upon a demonic seed]
[Peaceful Lich - don't kill anyone for 5 years]
[Oracle - become a messenger of the gods at the price of your dreams]
[Lich of pure Death - requirements waved by the Lord of death]
[Lich of Legends - become the chosen one of Avalon 0/1]
[Lich of Comsic Light - Bathe in the universes radiation for 0/1000 hours]
[Techno-Lich - forcefully assimilate technology]
[Divine Lich - obtain diety-hood 1/10 fragments]
[Overlord - Forge a staff made of the gods 0/1]
[True Lich - kill 10000 adventurers]
[True Eclipse Lich - Witness the Eclipse and steal its power 0/1]
Looking at the options Skuggir started too contemplate his option, immediately ruling out anything that seemed to easy, a freebie, or straight up impossible such as Death lich, Oracle, Techno lich, Overlord, peaceful lich, and demon lord lich. The city of Avalon was mentioned and Skuggir assumed the system would never give him the option to do somthing he straight up couldn't, True lich was possible but would take a long time and seemed pretty basic, and Divine Lich he already had progress towards!
Little did he know, his choice had become a topic for gambling among not just the gods that favored him, but the gods that had cought the three gods behind him and wanted in on their little pet.
The gambling was not a problem, but the focus of so many gods interest and favor on one being for the fun of it was something that the Angels, the peace keepers and law enforcement of the Divine plane, had been brewing a headache over! Unfortunately for them their only non-dead boss was in on the whole situation.