I choose option 2," I said. He looked at me with a joyful smile. "Very well. That will be 99 percent of your current karma. Don't worry though, you are still gaining it from your past deeds, of which you have plenty."
"Now let's talk about the rules. The rules are simple: if you contribute to your wish, it will be cheaper. If it is something simple like 'I want a chocolate bar,' it will be cheap, etc."
"Now, these are some rules that are in my favor. Firstly, I want my symbiotes and my backpack."
"Wait a minute." A blue holographic screen appeared in front of me, showing (100%).
"Okay, firstly, my symbiotes (80% left), worth it.
Secondly, my backpack, just the linking unit (80%), not even a dent, good. Suddenly, I had an idea. "I want the armor from my sketchbook page 490984," 10% left, cheaper than I expected. Finally, I spent the rest on my body's potential. Now I am good to go. Wait for me, DC, because I am coming."
"Marvelous. Let's send you—wait, I have a packet for you. You are really lucky." He pulled out a small packet with a letter stuck on the front.
Dear Noah Light,
I hope this letter finds you in time. When I heard about you from my brother, I couldn't help but be impressed by your feats, dedication, and bravery. So, I wanted to contribute to your well-deserved voyage. With this, I, Ismael Grey, bestow upon you the Will of the Untold. May God be with you.
Ismael Grey, Lord Commander of the Protection Army, Protector of Humanity.
After reading the letter, I opened the package, and a warm feeling embraced me. I felt them—the untold trillions whose names are forgotten. They were long gone, but their will was united with mine.
"Oh, now that's something valuable. Here, take this. You will be gone in a moment." He threw me a card and disappeared.
The Will of the Untold
The spirit of forgotten heroes who sacrificed is with you. The bearer will be protected from any psychic corruption as long as their will is kept undefeated.
"Now, this is useful. I can finally sleep in peace, huh?" My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden darkness. Here we go!
"Next thing I knew was I opened my eyes here," I said to the girl in front of me. From her casual clothing and gothic appearance, I recognized her as Death of the Endless.
"You seem legit. But I need to check it just in case. Just wait a minute." And she pulled a phone from her pocket. "Hello Gilbert, can you connect me to the boss? Thank you."
"Yes boss, he is here... Yes, he said that... No, I didn't... No, I was working... NO! I can't send him there, do you know how much paperwork that will need... Fine, but I want a raise... Done."
"Yeah. You are clean. Sorry for the trouble. Boss, take a few decades off, and suddenly everybody started playing with the dead. Welcome to the multiverse, DC-1."
"I don't mind. Now what?" I asked. "Now you will make your own body. A present from Boss." She said, and another holographic screen appeared. These are standard, I guess. Now, this looks like a game character creator. Heck, I can even decide the type of my muscles. Yeah, my inner nerd ego screams in excitement. I will be here for a while.
*One thousand years later (literally).*
And I am finished.
A burly, muscular, tanned man with red eyes at the height of 2.20 meters with a physique was rather wide, even down to his eyebrows. He also has swept back, waist-length wild stylish crimson hair. This was my soon-to-be body showing on the holographic screen. I won't give any more details, but I am looking like a war god.
"Yeah, that looks good." Death said from my back. "Even though that you spent a century for your nose. Now about your reincarnation. Do you have a place in mind?"
"Yes. send me to Central City. I need a place to live and I prefer Flash over Batman as a neighbour every single day.."
"OK. Done. Have a great life." She said smiling. I guess I like her. And everything went black again. I am starting to see a pattern here.
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Oh, I feel great. I missed my youth, and this body is even better. My mind is also improved, I guess, and I am naked with only a golden amulet on my neck. That must be my armor.
Now you might think, what kind of armor is worth the majority of your karma? Well, an armor that has a soul, obviously. May I present to you the greatest power armor ever designed: 'Hadur'. This armor can move as agile as a naked primarch and has more than ten times the defense power of a Telemon Heavy Dreadnought. On top of all that, a destruction capability equal to a Castigator Titan. Now, are you impressed? I also still have my backpack, which is actually just a portal to a sub-dimension. We will come to that later, and my masterpieces. The invention behind my longevity. My symbiotes. Now, before your imagination goes wild, these are not Venom-like. These little guys are incredibly advanced microorganisms. They work on a simple basis to make me as healthy as possible, which means they repair every part of my DNA, fix any problem, and cure any sickness, including cancer and aging. Also, they made me as strong as the Emperor himself in my prime.
After admiring my greatness, it's time for business. Firstly, my armor covered me like a liquid and changed color like a chameleon. I can't walk around in golden medieval armor, can I? The last time Big E did that, they are still worshipping him. Now I have an Italian suit which I always found elegant. Now it's time to make a man's dream. His secret lair. I normally live on my ship, but it's in my inventory. So let's find a home.
Firstly, I need money. Where can I get money? From criminals. Heh, I have not done a stealth mission in years. I hope I am not that rusted. Let's start with the Penguin.
Yeah, criminals are richer than I expected, especially the super ones. Now I have a beautiful estate close to Central City and an additional 20 million in my bank account. Cybersecurity these days is literally a joke. And I saw Batman in Gotham. I need to meet that guy. He is the only guy with enough paranoia and pessimism to understand me.
Now that emergencies are done, it's time for planning. What should I do first? Well, all these are future Noah's problems. Now, it's time to sleep because my symbiotes will work their magic, and I don't want to bear it again. By the Emperor, I haven't slept in ages.
In the dark alleys of Gotham, an extraordinary chaos reigns the streets. Mysteriously, all major crime rings of Gotham lost millions of dollars. In his Batcave, Batman was busy trying to find the person responsible for this.
"It will be a long night," said the Dark Knight. With more chaos, there were more people to serve justice.