Godly

Godly
Chapter 1: The offer

I yawn as I lean back in my chair after winning my latest match of Smite, playing my favourite god Tyr, mainly due to the heavy plate armour and massive sword he has. I always play the heavy plate, two-handed sword wielding warrior classes in games.

"Damn, that was harder than it should have been, damn jungler kept dropping the damn kill in my lane," I say and take a drink of my soda.

"That was alright," my friend sam says over discord. "At least the duo lane dominated their opponents."

"Yeah, that Cernunnos really owned that Artemis," I reply with a grin. Every time she used her boar ult, he replied with an aegis to block the damage and ride through the stun, then once her CC immunity faded he would ult her back and turn her into a boar... was very amusing.

"Alright then. I think I'll be calling it a night, see you later," he tells me.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow," I reply and disconnect from the chat.

With a sigh I get up and head into the kitchen for a snack. I get a BLT sandwich from the fridge and close the door. I then look at myself in the small mirror on the door and take a bite out of my sandwich.

My hair is light brown and about an inch long. I have slightly chubby cheeks due to gaming more than exercising and a short goatee.

I was about to take another bite when I hear laughing coming from my gaming room. I frown and pick up a kitchen knife from the counter top. I'm the only one living here right now, so no one should be here with me.

I sneak upstairs and look into my room. I go wide eyed at what is sitting at my computer starting a match of Smite. This thing ain't human with its serpent like dark brown furred torso, a tan right arm with a paw, a golden coloured left arm with a bird's talon, a green scaled right leg that looks like a lizard's, a light brown left leg that looks like a goat's or a horse's. A grey head of a goat complete with a long white goatee and two long eyebrows.

it also has two mismatched horns, one light blue and looks distorted, and the other an ivory antler. Its wings don't match either, one is a light blue feathered wing and the other is a dark blue bat like wing.

"Oh this game looks so intriguing! Who would've thought to pit gods against gods in a competition of battle?" it says in a deep male voice.

I frown and push open the door startling him. "What the fuck are you and what are you doing in my house!?" I demand with the knife at the ready.

He yelps and turns around to see me, his eyes are yellow with red irises. "I say! That was rather rude of you, Sir!" he says in a posh English tone before looking at the knife in my right hand. "And that is really uncalled for," he then says and snaps the fingers on his left hand.

I stare as the blade of my knife droops and I bring it up to my face where it flops to the side and doesn't look sharp at all anymore. I look back to the thing and glare at it as it just turns around and continues to play the game again.

After a few seconds, I cautiously walk over to him and look at the monitor to see he's playing as Discordia, Goddess of Strife.

"Who are you?" I ask him, but keep a good two feet distance from him.

"Why, I am Discord! Spirit of Chaos!" he replies and looks at me while he's waiting for the creeps to spawn. "Would you mind showing me how to play this?" he asks me in a chummy tone.

"And why would I do that? You've somehow got into my house uninvited, and you look like a child ripped apart a few toys and botched them back up together," I reply with narrowed eyes.

He gasps and puts his right paw hand on his chest in mock indignation. "Well I never! I don't go insulting you for being a bald monkey now do I?" he tells me and looks back at the game.

I glare at him before sighing. "So what do you do then? And why are you here?" I ask him, still not sure if whatever was in that sandwich is messing with my head.

"I make sure that the chaos on Equus is balanced out with argh... harmony. While harmony is all well and good, it slows or even stops a race's progress. leaving them to stagnate or die out completely as they'll have no drive to better themselves due to their contentment, which I've seen happen before. I make sure to keep chaos flowing to make them advance in both knowledge and their civilisations. Make them think to overcome the new problem, like you humans. Though I know of a few individuals who would disagree with me," he tells me and looks at the item store in the game.

"I see, but you didn't answer my second question," I tell him.

"Oh, I got the feeling I'll be in a spot of trouble in the near future, so I need someone else to carry on making chaos on Equus while I'm indisposed. So, what are these items and what do they do?" he replies and asks me.

Not really understanding what he's talking about, I sigh and get closer. "You'll want Vampiric Shroud first for damage defence and slight healing, along with tier one boots, along with some potions," I tell him pointing out the starter items.

He purchases both and grins. "So what does this goddess do? I picked her due to being called Discordia, very similar to my name," he asks with a chuckle.

"She can fire a ball of magic to a location marked in front of you, damaging enemies hit before it drops to the ground and sends little balls of magic around it, her second creates a rectangle area that causes enemy gods hit inside to fight each other for a second or rooting them it there's only one. Her third ability makes her leap forward a short distance and you turn invisible in a small area, the longer you stay inside the quicker the cooldown of your one and two abilities. And your forth is coincidentally called the apple of discord, you launch your golden apple forward and it gets stuck on the first god hit, after two seconds it detonates and any other enemy gods in the blast take damage as well as a smaller apple spawn on them for another blast that doesn't spread. Since you picked a mage type god, you'll be playing in the mid-lane," I tell him and explain the rules and objectives of the conquest game mode.

Five minutes in and he already has three kills, one on the jungler, one on the mid lane, and the third on the adc as he rotated to the mid lane. He's also rotating pretty well, but the enemy Thanatos ults, taking to the air and lands on him which stuns him. And before Discord could leap away, Thanatos silences him, followed by his death scythe ability which kills him.

"Oh, that seemed unfair," Discord says with a frown.

"Well he is the god of death for a reason," I say with a grin. Despite him breaking into my house, playing on my computer, and looking like modern art, he seems to be an okay guy.

The match continues on and eventually ends with his team winning, he ended up with forty-four thousand damage and twenty-one kills.

"That was rather delightful!" he says and stretches his arms, the match lasted for thirty-seven minutes. I had to get another chair before my legs started to ache.

"You picked this up quickly," I tell him.

"Well, when you've been around as long as I have, you learn to pick things up quickly," he replies with a sigh. "Well then. Now to get to why I'm here," he says and swivels his chair around to face me.

"I told you how I'll be indisposed for awhile and I need someone to keep making chaos to make the world go round. I came here since your world is as chaotic as they get, and look how far a harmless looking species like yours managed to get on top with such marvellous technology without the aid of magic!" he says and chuckles.

I raise an eyebrow at his explanation. "I got that, but why are you in my house specifically?" I ask.

"Just a random choice to be honest. I'm going to offer you a deal, it's up to you if you accept it or not. Should you refuse, I'll erase your memory of ever meeting me like the last thirteen who refused and find another to offer this deal to," he replies. "You are also the first not to scream or even pass out at the sight of me! So there's that as well," he then says.

I frown and tilt my head slightly. "And what is this deal?" I ask cautiously.

"Along with no longer ageing, I'll give you any power or abilities you want, not invincibility of course, where's the fun in being able to beat anything without worry or fear for your own safety?"

"And what's the catch?" I then ask, there's always a catch.

"Just that you keep the races of Equus on their toes and make them keep moving forward," he tells me.

"And how would I do that?"

"However you want! Attack a nation, help a nation, force them into situations that they have to think differently. Do whatever comes to mind, just your presence and being different will cause chaos," he replies and conjures a glass of what appears to be chocolate milk and turns back to the computer.

I think his offer over, any abilities I want? And I just got to do anything I want? I look to my monitor where Discord is looking at the list of gods available.

A smile works its way onto my face. "Could I have the ability to be all of the gods from Smite and change between them at will?" I ask him.

He hums in thought for a few seconds and slowly nodded his head. "Should be simple enough, I'll just have to put your power into something you have to wear though," he says and conjures a golden bracer with the Smite logo engraved on the top. "Once you change into a god, you can never be you again willingly," he says and looks back to the monitor and holds the bracer to it.

My eyes widen as the god icons on the screen get sucked out and into the bracer. After a minute, the icons are gone from my screen and the game crashes.

"And here it is, with just a mere thought, you'll become any god or goddess from the game, even those through future updates. Though I'm afraid the items or relics won't transfer over and your abilities may function differently. But I'll let you discover that out for yourself... So? Will you take the offer?" he asks holding the bracer out to me. "Or go back to pretending you are these gods?" he then says nodding to the monitor.

I look at the bracer and then back to him. "And how would I survive there? How will I find food? Shelter? I don't have any survival training," I ask. As much as this offer sounds enticing, I have no guarantees that I'll even survive a day there.

"Well, as for food. That fat god in the bed sheet with the meaty drumstick for a weapon would keep you fed. I made it so the meat regrows over time when you take a bite. For water? There's a river god here so he could make water," he tells me. "And shelter? You could just be that rock god and sit outside all night without getting cold. What would want to eat a rock?"

He brings up good points... I'm not doing anything productive with my life right now, and if I'm to be honest, it's boring. I don’t have much contact with my father or mother in the last two years, I’m an only child, and my friends are just people I met over the internet. I look back to him and grin.

"You got yourself a deal. But what will you do when you become... Indisposed?" I ask him with curiosity.

"I'll bide my time and get some rest, I've been at this gig for over ten thousand years. I think I could do with a few hundred years of sleep," he tells me.

"Will I be able to contact you anytime?" I ask.

"Nope! You'll have to figure this all out yourself," he replies and tosses me the bracer. I catch it and feel the weight, it barely weighs more than my Nintendo 3DS. "The moment you put that on, our deal begins and you'll be randomly transported to a planet called Equus sometime into the future from now, sending other lifeforms over VERY long distances takes awhile, so you'll be in a sort of suspended animation until you arrive. And just so you know, there is no going back, until I'm back out that is," he tells me.

I look at the bracer one more time and grin. Who would give up the ability to be multiple gods? I open the bracer and latch it onto my left forearm.

Once closed, it locks onto my arm. Discord grins and claps his hands as the bracer starts glowing. "Right then! Good luck, and with any more luck, we'll meet again one day!" he says as my vision goes white.