'Today is supposed to be like any other day,' Ray told himself yet again as he walked down a white concrete pattern I'm his school yet again with thousands of other students.
"Hey Ray, what blessing do you think your getting?" Asked a chubby slightly overweight kid, Ray's classmate, a boy of same age of Ray.
"My girlfriend's father James, obviously." Ray said with a mocking grin, his nearly flawless Silver hair, and purple eyes that took no attention from anyone ever.
"Har Har Ray too bad you got none, now I hope we get something good, I really would like to get into Sakura University," and before James could finish Ray looked at him with a raised eyebrow, his more white than tan skin contrasting only with his black eyebrows.
James quickly saw this and stuttered.
"Of course not as a pervert, but it's the biggest school who only accepts female students I'm this country, it also is the fourth biggest hunter academy in the country!" James said like it wasn't common fact.
'That's right... hunters, gates, monsters, the supposed system window our god gives us... it feels like it's wrong but I guess it was before the Apocalypse of 2050,' Ray thought as something just... nagged at the back of his mind, something he couldn't itch.
"Hey James?" Asked Ray, looking at James with a rare glint of curiosity.
"Hmm, yeah Ray what? And no I don't want to buy a woolies cushion, I did that once and it contained actual farts, I smelled like death Ray."
"Hehe, yeah but no... do you think all these hunters or gates are norma-"
"ATTENTION!!!" Yelled the Principal, Principal Redwood, as he yelled at the top of his lungs through the mic in the auditorium, bursting near everyone's eardrums except Kyle's, he's Deaf.
"LISTEN UP MAGGOTS! WE ARE GOING TO GET INTO TWENTY SINGLE FILE LINES, NO MORE AND I WOULD BE SUPRISED IF LESS, AND FOR ALL WHO GRADUATED I NO LONGER COMDEM YOU SOLDIER, NOW GET YOUR SORRY A$$ OUT IF YOU FAILED, I WISH YOU THE BEST OF LUCK!" Principal Redwood yelled as he left the podium, shedding a single tear of pity and happiness that no student failed this year, this never happened before and he was thinking of holding a party... until Ray ruined it.
As Ray got into his line he skipped some people, like always, and handed a energy bar as compensation, he always seemed to have one, because if anyone knew him, which they all did, they knew he loved staying up all night and day, every day.
As Ray made it to spot number two he waited, never interrupt the Blessing process unless you're looking to get murdered, by the Principal or the person you did it to. Any blessing is better than no blessing.
"... F#ck... well I guess D's better than F, or gods, even E." The person on front of Ray said, a little upset but not as much as others who got F, there was even a already depressed (and tweaking), E class blessing people.
Ray was a little worried but decided that if he got a bad one he would just have Misery on his lists of jokes.
"Next." Asked the priest who still carried a smile until seeing Ray.
"So Ray, giving people time to pray, you were just skipping the line so don't make a crazy response like 'I had to feed the bear's, how could I have known that would cause them to go crazy and ultimately stop the party.'" The priest said a little annoyed but still smiling as the people behind him felt more than a little annoyed, knowing that they would've not had laps all day if not for Ray.
"Come on old man, let's do this." Ray said as the priest nodded and started to activate the statue, symbolic of an angel with a hood, as even gods need some peace.
As Ray touched the statue he was overwhelmed, his body stiff and still as he saw a kaleidoscope of colors, lights and... memories?
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"-rry do you think this one will get sold?"
"Of course he will Peter he has an S-Rank Skill."
"Yeah I know, most from his world barely get D."
""HAHAHAHAH!"" Yelled the two beings with Angel wings as Ray was sent out in the middle of the auction, he woke up just now with... disturbing memories. In his last life he died to a truck, and the Awakening, awakened his memories and his skill, and now he looked around, his eyes slightly open as he looks at the other humans behind him not able to move, he learned from the annoying guards that the people being auctioned don't do, well, anything as their real bodies are shut out in the real world.
"Alright we got a special for all you gods and goddesses, Ray Turner, a orphan with an S-Rank auxiliary skill, Sixth Sense, first bid starts at 5,000 Ambrosia!"
"I bid 6,000!" Said a minor god of Harems, her body being the typical dominatrix with a red cat of nine tails whip.
"NO YOU WH@RE, YOU TOOK THE LAST ONE, 7 THOUSAND AND A HALF!" Said a muscular minor god of strength.
"10,000!" Said a slimy gross looking god with warts all over... God of what many gods don't even know.
Gods of all kinds were auctioning for Ray but as Ray had his eyes slowly moving, meanwhile an observing God in the stands was complaining.
"Goldimus! WHERE ARE ALL THE GOOD ONES YOU PROMISED!" Said a tiny Cherub, Mediocre God of Flowers.
"Relax Hayansaeg, the insider info I got said that there's a good elf with a SS-Rank skill coming." A man with a golden body, white and black tuxedo, split down the middle, and a Silver and Crimson gem adorned on his left hand and right hand respectively.
And before Hayansaeg could say if he's certain he was shut up by Goldimus, and Goldimus looked directly at Ray and said.
"I'm bidding for him." He said surprising the attendants, guards, and Hayansaeg himself.
"B-But why!? Why a S-Rank auxiliary skill. You haven't bid in centuries, why a S-Rank?" Hayansaeg asked confused, thinking why the richest god is bidding a nobody.
Goldimus didn't answer, he saw something else no one did, something no human can do in a open, not private, god realm. Open his eyes.