Jax found himself once again transported to that transcendent world, but this time, the dream was different. He stood in a vast, cosmic chamber, surrounded by other gods. The gods were as varied as they were powerful. There was the God of Light, the God of Creation, and the God of Destruction, each with their own divine presence, each more imposing than the last. But Jax wasn't one of them. No, he was different—he was the God of Nothing.
He was cloaked in a mask, an anonymous figure, silent and detached. The gods took their seats around a massive, holographic table, and a roulette wheel began to spin. The wheel chose Earth—a planet teeming with life, mystery, and conflict. The game had begun. The gods, with their unfathomable powers, had selected the planet as their playground. Dungeons, entities, and hidden mysteries would descend upon the Earth, and mortals would be chosen to face them.
But as the game began, something strange happened. Jax, disguised as the God of Nothing, felt a shift in his being. His title began to change. It was subtle at first, but soon, he found himself transformed from the God of Nothing into a mortal—one of the chosen, a Scared of Entities, a title given to those brave enough (or foolish enough) to face the monsters that roamed the Earth.
The other gods were astonished. Gods, after all, should not fear anything—not even their own creations. But here was Jax, a god now terrified of the very creatures they had unleashed. "Why would you dare?" one of the gods—The God of Destruction—demanded.
Jax, in his new mortal form, stood his ground. But the God of Destruction, enraged by this defiance, prepared to unleash his power. With a flick of his hand, the God of Destruction unleashed a wave of energy designed to obliterate Jax. But Jax, the God of Nothing, did nothing. The energy passed through him, as if it had no target to strike, as if his existence was null and void. Nothing happened.
The gods were stunned. Rage filled the air as the God of Everything, the most powerful of them all, stood and raised his hand. He banished the God of Nothing, and with that, the dream shattered.
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Jax awoke in his apartment, his body trembling with a mix of confusion and exhaustion. The familiar, mundane surroundings felt more real than ever, but the memory of the dream lingered like a weight on his chest. What did it all mean? Why had he been chosen to bear the title of the God of Nothing?
But before he could process these thoughts, something even stranger happened. As he lay there, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream, the world around him began to blur. The walls of his apartment began to fade, and he found himself standing at the gates of a school—an institution that looked both ancient and futuristic. This wasn't Earth. This wasn't his reality. He was standing in a sub-space, a dimension beyond the known universe, and the headmaster of this school was no ordinary being. The headmaster was a demi-god, someone whose power rivaled that of the gods.
It was then that the truth began to unfold. The school was no mere educational institution; it was a place for those who were destined to protect Earth from threats beyond the observable universe. The gods he had seen in his dreams? They were not just figments of his imagination. They were real. And his parents, the ones he had thought lost forever, were the strongest force on Earth, safeguarding it from the cosmic dangers that lurked beyond the veil.
Jax's life, it seemed, was far more than a simple existence. He was tied to a greater destiny, one that had been shaped by his parents and their secretive roles in protecting the world. As the pieces of his life began to align, Jax realized that his dreams were not just dreams—they were glimpses into his true purpose, a purpose that was now calling him to a greater responsibility than he could have ever imagined.
And so, the journey began. The journey of a young man, caught between the world he knew and the one he was about to enter, with a destiny shaped by the gods themselves.