Alberto feels as if he is sinking into darkness. All the memories of his life flashed in his eyes.
He saw his childhood home, a modest structure with peeling paint and a creaky porch. He could hear the laughter of his siblings, the warmth of summer days spent playing in the yard.
Then came the pivotal moments of his youth: the day he enlisted, filled with a mix of pride and trepidation; the camaraderie forged in training, where friendships blossomed amidst the grueling drills; and the first time he held a rifle.
As the memories continued to cascade, he felt the weight of loss. The faces of friends who had fallen in battle flashed before him—each one a reminder of the sacrifices made, the lives cut short. He remembered the laughter shared over campfires, the quiet moments of reflection, and the promises made to return home.
But then, amidst the sorrow, a flicker of hope emerged. He recalled the love he had found, the gentle touch of a hand that had once held his, the warmth of a smile that had brightened his darkest days. He remembered the dreams he had nurtured, the aspirations that had driven him forward, and the moments of triumph that had filled him with purpose.
As the memories swirled faster, Alberto felt a sense of urgency.
With a final surge of will, Alberto reached out into the abyss. As the memories began to fade.
Just then he hears a noise.
"Who— ?!"
The voice was like thunder, shaking the very fabric of his being. Alberto's eyes adjusted to the intense brightness, and he saw a being unlike any he had ever imagined. The being was enormous, with skin that shimmered like the stars on a clear night. Its eyes burned with an inner fire, and its presence was both calming and terrifying at the same time.
"W—What You Want?! I— Is You a grim reaper??" Alberto said his voice trembling
«I am not, Human »
" Then Who are You???—"
«I have no name, yet I am known by many titles: the God Guardian, the Truth, the Observer, and more. These names reflect my role and purpose, but none can truly capture the essence of my being.» the being said, its voice like a thunder « I want to reincarnate you in another world.»
Alberto's mind reeled. Reincarnate him? In another world? What did that even mean?
"Why me?" Alberto asked
« Because I have chosen you to be my apostle. You will be sent to another world. You have to develop that planet.»
Alberto's mind was still reeling from the sudden turn of events. He had gone from being a soldier on the brink of death to being chosen by a god for reincarnation. It was too much to take in.
Alberto's eyes slowly closed, and he felt himself being pulled into a dark abyss. But just as all hope seemed lost, a brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the darkness. He raised his hand, shielding his eyes from the intensity of the light.
As the light faded, Alberto found himself standing in a vast, unknown landscape. The sky was a deep shade of purple. He looked around, trying to understand what happening.
The Guardian stood before him, its presence imposing and awe-inspiring. «You are now in my domain, human. I have chosen you to be my apostle. I will grant you great power and strength, but in return, you must do as I command. Will you accept this task, human?»
Alberto was taken aback by the Guardian's words. He had always been a brave and courageous man, but this was a daunting task. He hesitated, unsure of what to do.
"I...I don't know," Alberto stammered. "This is a lot to take in. What exactly do you mean by 'develop this world'? And what kind of power are we talking about?"
The Guardian regarded him with a patient expression. «You will have the power to shape the very fabric of reality. You will be able to create and destroy, to bring life and death. But with this power comes great responsibility. You must use it wisely, for the fate of this world rests in your hands.»
Alberto felt a surge of excitement and fear coursing through him. He had always been one to take risks, but this was on a whole different level.
"I...I need some time to think about it," Alberto said, trying to stall for time.
The Guardian of Balance nodded. «Very well. You have one hour to decide. If you reject this offer you will be sent back to the afterlife.»
Alberto nodded, his mind racing with thoughts and doubts. He looked around, trying to take in everything about this strange new world. He saw the Guardian standing before him, its eyes burning with an inner fire.
And he knew that he had to make a choice.
With a deep breath, Alberto made his decision. "I accept," he said, his voice firm and resolute.
The Guardian raised its hand, and a glowing orb appeared before them. « I have given you a system. With this, you will have the ability to shape the fate of this universe and its inhabitants.»
Alberto watched in awe as the orb floated towards him, merging with his body. A surge of energy coursed through him, filling him. He feel the power.
«It will teach you how to use your power,» the Guardian continued. «But remember, with great power comes great responsibility. You must tread carefully, for the fate of this Universe rests in your hands.»
"I Understand," Alberto nodded, steeling himself for the challenges that lay ahead.
A portal opens in front of Alberto. Shimmering with an otherworldly energy.