When Your Dad is a Pillar of the Universe
The world is cyclical. No matter how one tries to prevent the apocalypse, it will come eventually. And new life forms will be born from the ashes. Those lifeforms eventually will form civilizations, and those civilization will be destroyed again.
Over and over and over again.
And so, Klein Moretti, the Lord of the Mysteries, King of Space and Time, decided to sleep.
If the world is cyclical, why does he have to watch everything? His miniscule amount of humanity couldn't stand the destruction of everything he knew. Over and over again. His divinity, just felt tired and indifferent at how every civilizations just repeat their predecessor's mistakes.
So he sleeps. Following the footsteps of his fellows Great Old Ones that went to slumber long before him.
Many eons have passed. Many cycles have passed. The world keeps on expanding.
One day, 'His' conciousness was stirred. A stray soul entered 'His' divine kingdom. Half awake, the Lord of the Mysteries stretched a tentacle to grab it.
"How curious," 'He' sleepily commented.
"Your fate showed that you shouldn't be a stray. Why are you here? How do you reach this place?" This intriguing matter aroused 'His' curiousity. Slowly, 'He' started to fully awaken.
As 'He' woke up, he noticed the smidgen of taint in the stray soul. It seems to be a remnant of a curse.
"A curse it seems? A leftover curse? From the death pathway?" The Being poked at the curse remnant with 'His' tentacle.
Suddenly, the mirror at his side started to glow.
"GREAT MASTER! Welcome back!" A great amount of fireworks appeat on the mirror's surface.
"Only for a little while Arrodes. Now, could you tell me where this curse remnant on this stray come from?"
"Yes, great master!" Slowly, the words on the mirror disappear and another scene came to be.
The scene in the mirror showed 2 beings. One, a human male and the other, a white female dragon. They made a vow, and with that vow they invoke a curse.
"Ho, the curse of reincarnation and denial of peace. What an interesting curse," 'He' leaned back on his throne. Behind 'Him', 'His' tentacle played with the stray soul.
With a twitch, one of the tentacle brought the soul to 'Him'. "It seems that your original body has been stolen by that cursed person. Now, what to do with you?" The Being hmmed.
The mirror, Arrodes, flashed again. "Great master, may this humble servant give you a suggestion?"
"Great master, why don't you let this soul be reborn in another world or planet? That way it will have another chance at life and you don't have to be bothered by it."
The Lord of the Mysteries hummed. As 'He' was thinking, he took notes of the condition of 'His' humanity. As 'He' expected, the lack of true anchor is truly detrimental for 'His' humanity.
"Yes, that is a good idea. But you are mistaken about something Arrodes. I think, I will raise this soul."
"You are pardoned. I will raise this soul. Arrodes, which country will be the best place to raise this one?"
"Great master, the best country to raise that soul currently is South Korea. I don't think raising that soul befits your station."
"Haha, this is just my whim, Arrodes. The whim of a bored deity, you could say."
The deity slowly stood up. The soul rested in 'His' hand. With a snap, 'He' stole the curse remnant from the soul and graft it on a paper man.
'His' cane slammed down and a brilliant illusory door showed up.
"Unfortunately, a deity at my level can't directly intefere with mortal realm. But I suppose a fragment of me can do something." With that, 'He' threw the soul and some of 'His' worms of spirit into the door.
"Let's see. For that soul's name, Rok Soo would be good. Hm?"
"Is something wrong, great master?" The mirror asked.
"It seems I accidentally gave it some blessings. Ah well. I suppose I will have to stay awake to watch over them. What do you think would happen, Arrodes?"
"This humble servant thinks that they will live an interesting life, Great Master."
"Now, that is a terrible curse, Arrodes. But we'll see."
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