Chapter 2: The Birth of Ego
Ego, once a mortal gamer named Sam, stood on a hill, overlooking the quiet village below as the twin suns of Aetherius sank beneath the horizon. His godly form shimmered between light and shadow, a perfect representation of his domain—the Void. The raw power coursing through him felt exhilarating, but power alone wasn't enough. In this world, gods thrived on belief. Without it, even the most powerful divine being would fade into obscurity.
His eyes locked on a lone figure near the village outskirts—a young woman kneeling by a field of withering crops. She wept silently, her desperation evident in every gesture, her faith, though fragile, still alive. This was the one. His first believer. His first connection to the world of mortals.
With a thought, Ego descended from his vantage point, the air around him warping as his divine presence pressed upon reality. The wind stilled, and the temperature dropped slightly, enough to make the woman shiver. Her head snapped up, eyes widening as she beheld the radiant figure of Ego, the god of the Void, standing before her.
"Who… who are you?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
"I am Ego," he said, his voice echoing like the quiet whispers of a deep abyss. "The god who answers the cries of those forsaken by the world."
The woman's eyes widened further. "A god? But the gods have abandoned us. They've forgotten this world."
Ego stepped forward, his form glowing with ethereal light. "Not all gods have abandoned you. I have come to offer you salvation. A way to lead your people out of the darkness and into the void, where true power awaits."
The woman blinked through her tears, shaking her head in disbelief. "But why me? I am no one. Why would a god choose someone like me?"
Ego knelt before her, his gaze piercing. "Because it is not the mighty or the wealthy who shape belief. It is those with hope in their hearts, even when surrounded by despair. You will be my first, and through you, others will come to believe."
She hesitated, her heart aching with the desire to believe, but held back by doubt. Words alone wouldn't be enough to convince her. Ego knew that faith required a sign, something tangible.
He rose to his full height, gesturing toward the field of dying crops behind her. "You doubt because the world has shown you no miracles. But I will show you the power of the divine."
Ego extended his hand, and a pulse of energy rippled through the earth.[Would you like to use miracle creation?] "Yes,Ego said inwardly" The ground trembled beneath their feet, and in an instant, the withered plants began to stir. Their brown, shriveled leaves flushed green as the crops grew tall and vibrant, bursting with life. The air filled with the rich scent of fresh vegetation, and the soil beneath them became fertile once more.
The woman gasped, stumbling back in awe. Her eyes darted between the field and Ego, unable to comprehend what she had just witnessed. "How… how did you do this?"
"This is the power of a god," Ego said, his voice softer now. "A god who listens. A god who gives."
She fell to her knees, overcome with emotion. Tears of joy streamed down her face as she looked up at him. "I believe. I believe in you," she whispered. "Tell me what to do. I will follow you."
Ego extended his hand, and when she took it, warmth and light flowed into her. She gasped as visions filled her mind—images of her leading her people, spreading the word of Ego's divinity, guiding them into the embrace of the Void.
"You are more than a believer now," Ego said with authority. "You are my oracle. Through you, I will speak to the people. Your faith will be their guide, and through it, my power will grow."
The woman—now his oracle—rose, her face alight with a new sense of purpose. She turned toward the village, ready to deliver the message of the god she now served.
As she left, Ego summoned his status screen, eager to see the results of his first act of divine intervention.
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[Ego, God of the Void]
Level 1
Pantheon Rank: Mortal Deity
Followers: 1
Oracle: Elara
Title: The First Whisper
Divine Skills:
Void's Embrace
*create binding on a being or object to interact with it without actually touching it
God's Voice
*used to connect to the mortal world* dp cost:0
Summon Rift
*Simple portal creation Dp cost: depends on distance*
Simple Miracle Creation
* create simple miracles on minor beings like animals and basic mortals Dp cost:depends on being and miracle*
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Divine Power (DP): 1 DP/min
Current DP: 30/100
Faith Generation: +1 DP/min (per follower)
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Ego smiled as the status screen flickered before him. His oracle, Elara, had brought him the first taste of divine power. From her alone, he was already generating 1 DP per minute. It wasn't much now, but it was the beginning of something far greater. As his influence spread and more believers flocked to his banner, his reservoir of divine power would grow exponentially.
His level had increased, marking the first step in his divine ascension. But more importantly, his connection to the Void—the boundless abyss of nothingness—would give him powers that other gods could only dream of. Every act of faith, every follower that believed in him, would strengthen his hold over the void and increase his DP regeneration.
Ego dismissed the status screen and gazed north, toward the mountains. There, ancient ruins lay hidden, relics of the old gods who had once ruled this world. Their power was forgotten, but not lost. He would find them, claim them, and use their divine essence to fuel his rise.
But for now, he would let his oracle spread the word. His name was Ego, and soon the world would know it.
With a thought, Ego summoned a rift, a shimmering tear in reality that led to the mountains. He stepped through, disappearing into the void, leaving the mortal world behind for now.
The game had only just begun. And Ego, god of the Void, would stop at nothing to claim his place among the divine.