Jeff has been feeling dizzy and dehydrated, he felt as his back arched. He grunted. To express his laziness and tiredness. You could add in his pain on his back due to him laying on something slightly bumpy. Under his right shoulder, there was something pointy pushing against his body, making him feel unpleasant.

Jeff let out another grunt while he tried to come back to life, he felt tired, he could compare it to two days without no sleep while constantly running on caffeine and energy drinks. He could swear on his job, his boss and his lazy ass. That such a scenario once happened to him. Jeff tried to move his hand up.

The pinning weight of slumber still wanting to hold him longer as his hostage, made it difficult for him to even think rationally. He could notice that there was a weak pleasurable breeze. The air around was also fresh, just like the air in the forests or fields, only way better. The temperature was alright, about twenty eight degrees, together with the satisfying weak wind made it quite comfortable.

Jeff, moved his head to the right side, the contact with tiny stripes of something smooth and also pointy at the end, easily bending under his heads weight added progress to waking him up. Jeff felt how he touched, whatever the thing was, he again grunted and started giggling and swirl around. He rubbed his eyes, he did it efficiently but in return he done it slowly.

His mind started to work again, he was partially sleeping now. Jeff turned to his left side and lay on his side while his hands acted as a “pillow” from the hard ground. He knew he felt grass and he tried to reason with himself why it was grass. His mind still needed time to reboot before he could stand up again.

Jeff slowly begin to open his eyes, while he managed to get his head to lay on his hands that were out in front while crossed, rather than on his cheek. Jeff wasn’t blinded by light, or perhaps by the sun, his eyes weren’t on the start under the pressure and didn’t have to adapt. His pupils only shrunk a little, while Jeff scanned the area.

The first thing he could describe was wood that was dark and grim, looking as if the tree was sick or perhaps painted with a weird paint that had a greenish glimmer. He looked at the trunk, as it got wider as it was closer the ground, where its roots lay under earth. The tree itself wasn’t that weird, if not for the fact it had thumb sized rose spikes.

There was not many of them and they were scattered across the trunk, without calculating or much interest, Jeff assumed that each spike was about fifteen to twenty centimeters from each other. Jeff’s eyes looked at the ground, more importantly at the grass that had a sinister dark green color, some areas even appeared to have some brown to it, and the grass wasn’t dry. He could tell by the fact his palm made contact with the soil that seemed to be well hydrated, either by rain or human help.

Jeff noticed soon, when random rays of sunlight got through the leafs of the tress, his location was a deciduous forest. Although, it could be he is only in the deciduous part of the woods. Jeff didn’t have enough information for now, what gave him a small amount of hope, was the fact the grass even when it looked weird, felt the same in touch.

Jeff gathered the strength that slowly has been only increasing due to adrenaline from stress and fear, making his brain release more of it into his blood vessels. Jeff’s muscles hurt him very much, all he could say is that after you have a two or three month pause from sport and again start with a lot of training, you’d get the similar effect he feels right now. The difference being he didn’t suffer from DOMS. As he attends gym rather regularly, even though sometimes he has a random schedule.

Jeff supported himself up with his hands, slowly curling the knees to himself, with each moment a drop of sweat falling down from his forehead. He was stressed and didn’t know what was going on right now. All he knew was that he could be right now in a weird, scary and dangerous forest all alone, after he met Morgan Freeman.

Morgan Freeman, rather the devil, not Morgan Freeman. Giving him a choice to either die or not, he doesn’t have a clue where he is, or what sort of plant was in front of him. All Jeff knew, is that he is alone, and will suffer greatly if he doesn’t escape this forest. Talking about forests, he hopes he won’t meet cannibals where he now is.

Jeff stood up, slowly and painfully stretching his legs and arms, while electrical like feeling went thru his body all the way down his spine. It gave him some energy and conscious after it happened. Jeff definitely felt better. This wasn’t enough for him to ignore the possibility he has been on drugs and he was abandoned to die from overdosing.

Jeff let out a weak scream together with a painful breath out, his head hurt him unimaginably and the world was spinning around of him, he was losing his balance. Yet he didn’t give up and continued to look around for a way to go. Soon Jeff came to a horrifying conclusion. The tress looked as if taken directly from a children’s book, where an evil wizard lives.

The Trees leafs had a rotten green dark color, while big spider webs stretched from the branches of those stress. The sun barely shone any light, Jeff looked at the ground he was standing on, the grass he earlier described in a few places lacked presence. The soil, earth, dirt was the only normal looking mater.

He wasn’t hungry but he was thisrty, he needed to find something or someone that will get him a glass of water or coke, even alcohol will work in the current situation. The weird trees were surprisingly large and thick, he never saw such trees, and he doubted anyone ever has. After all if they were real they would be used for different purposes.

Jeff looked at himself, his slim shite shirt was dirty, not much but somehow he got some dirt and sand on himself. He reached to brush of the back of his shirt. He felt as his skin made contact with what it appeared to be, some parts of a dry leaf, dirt and a thin stick that attached itself to his shirt. Jeff also swept away a few things off his knees on his brown jeans.

“Where the hell am I?” Asked himself the lonely human.

He remembers he talked to Morgan Freeman and he apparently was some sort of higher power, or maybe it was the real Morgan Freeman and they tested some weird gas on him, while he talked to an actor that was supposed to be there to bait him? No, that’s ridiculous; he needs to think logically what happened to him.

Magic for sure, some weird snake attacked him and Morgan Freeman, or whatever the thing was, seemed to get philosophical about death and the afterlife. Which was weird, as he himself was an agnostic, he believed but wasn’t sure, but he felt like it's worth trying. It’s worth mentioning that he was a non-practicing Catholic, without counting in holidays.

Jeff begin to take small steps forwards, in hope he will wonder on a path or perhaps someone that lives in the forest. For example a hunter, maybe a hermit that choose this part of the world. Jeff didn’t trust the environment, and he didn’t like the fact it all connected to his earlier meeting with Morgan Freeman.

He was asked, if he wants to die for another person, and he accepted. In return he would go and tell that person he died for him, in order to prevent the possibility of him or her to become someone bad. It still was a small chance, even if you tell anyone in that matter something from the bottom of your heart. He or she won’t take it seriously, he only hopes that Morgan Freeman succeeded by showing his power.

His power was weird, he felt amazing at some point, relaxed and fulfilled, he didn’t fear and he didn’t want to again be in the front , be like the stone that gets constantly hit by the waves of water, until it forms and becomes the wall of the slope that leads down. To be the witness of his dreams, taking the form of people jumping down to commit suicide, while wind and a cloudy sky is the only thing reminding him there is a barrier for his skills.

Jeff stopped, next to one of the grim and dark trees, he used his right arm to support himself on it, while a sudden shiver, accompanied by immediate sweating went down his spine when he realized something horrible he didn’t think on the beginning. He blinked a few times, Jeff has used his other free hand to cover his face while thinking deeply about one important question.

Is he dead?

That question made him feel uncomfortable, his breathing was delayed and he breathed with small pauses. While what it seemed ages passed by, Jeff stood in one place, thinking about one thing. That would explain his sudden appearance in the weird forest. The weird trees and the fresh air he didn’t breathe in and out in years.

The harsh and itchy cortex of the dark tree made Jeff retreated his hand, while Jeff himself turned around, and gave the horrifying forest one extra good look. The trees for sure weren’t European, as a matter of fact they weren’t even existing on earth. This had to be something more, he doesn’t remember dying from the snakes attack, but Morgan Freeman may have done something.

There were no birds, no owls or even bats that would give more of a dreadful look to the forest. Nothing was here but those damn, dark and sometimes rigged trees. Jeff made a small step back, while he had his hands slightly extended behind him, in order to feel the tree behind of him. Jeff had a paranoid expression written all over him, while his blue eyes, moved up and down, left and right, to the side and to the corner.

As Jeff’s back meet with the tree, he slowly begin to trust it even more and used it as something to simply stay against. Jeff couldn’t accept the possibility he might be dead, he doesn’t imagine being dead, and even more the fact that there is an afterlife as he sees right now. He fears what might come out of this.

“No, you need to be strong, try to find someone.” Jeff said out loud

When Jeff is under much pressure, he likes to talk out loud, it makes him relax and choose his target quickly and without more time getting wasted. Jeff nodded to himself, trying to hide as much thoughts about him actually being dead right now, he wanted to exclude it for the longest time possible.

Still it didn’t help, Jeff couldn’t just like that not think about something unbelievably possible! Yet Jeff continued on in the forest, trying to find someone to help him, he walked by the trees, slowly noticing that the sun appeared to be heading down, it could be he has been sleeping for a very long time. His back pain only worsened the conditions needed to fastly find help in the woods.

The trees seemed to be lightening up very slowly, giving Jeff the idea that he was in the bad side of the forest while now he was going towards the bright side of it. Although the plants, small bushes, jungle looking plants with purple giant purple heart shaped and surprisingly fat leafs, only pushed the idea of him being dead. Jeff noticed also that the grass has been more lively then before.

The woods seemed to gain life every few minutes and forty to one hundred meters he passed. Whatever the area was he found himself in, he was out of there and he is happy like never before. Jeff stopped in order to choose a new direction, as it seemed walking straight may only lead to more nothing, more trees and literally zero life. The webs seemed to disappear, while the light around was stronger and illuminated the surroundings better.

Jeff noticed that there was a rock on which moss found place to stay on. Having no other comfortable looking place to sit, Jeff approached the boulder, reaching his belly button and sat on top of the stone. The surface was rather flat so it wasn’t uncomfortable in any way. Jeff hoped to find berries or perhaps an wild fruit tree, but it might seem like impossible.

Jeff looked down and thought where to go, he knows for sure not to go back, he also knows he shouldn’t stay in one place. Waiting for something isn’t a good idea, he has no clue if there are animals or not in the forest. He sighed defeated, he didn’t know what to do! There are endless possibilities on how each decision he makes may end!

“God dammit!” He yelled, loudly and with anger.

Jeff stood up from his frustration and walked a few meters forwards, he was already tired and him becoming angry wouldn’t help in any way. As Jeff walked around looking for a plan, or perhaps inspiration, he felt a breeze move the trees and the whole forest seemed to weirdly get humiliated by the wind. The wood in the trunks started to crackle, while the atmosphere got darker and the fresh air was all gone and replaced with hot and stuffy one.

He stopped walking around while he observed the weird anomaly happening. Jeff looked up in order to spot something doing it while like a maniac or mentally ill person turning around looking for something coming. Jeff could feel some presence, some weird force each time the wind moved the leafs, and the trees, it moved them with much force while he seemed to be untouched by the wind.

Jeff had enough for now, he decided to simply get out of the forest, as he proceeded to turn around, he felt something touch his shoulder. It had fingers and its hand was about the size of a human. It was warm too. Jeff instinctively, grabbed the opponent by the forearm and removed it from his shoulder while proceeding to hit the target with his thumb in its throat.

Jeff did just that, and while facing the opponent he tripped, and fell on his back. Jeff wanted to stand up, but after he saw who is standing right in front of him, he lost the will to fight and proceeded to look the devil straight into his eyes. While his mouth was partially open, and Jeff breathed toughly.

“Barely twenty minutes into a new life, and you want me to damn this forest?”

The one asking was no other than Morgan Freeman, in his white suit, there was a golden aura around him, making the nearby grass get greener, while its strange energy only improved it around, until it started to meet with Jeff, who could feel as the greenery on which he was laying, started to grow around his fingers. It was like a mist that covered the area, and it spread like a disease, slowly but with much power.

“What…” Jeff asked out loud not believing

“Jeff, you always been a fighter, and a stubborn one might I add. Show me you can survive what the scariest and most lethal forest in the world may throw at you.”

This didn’t help him, this only worsened his situation, this was supposed to be the deadliest and scariest forest in the world? For now, he didn’t see anything worth of mentioning that looked lethal, other than the dark trees he saw earlier. Jeff only shook his head right and left, while looking at Morgan Freeman with a frightened gaze.

“You won’t ask me why I came here?” Asked the American

Jeff remained silent, as fear kept this mouth shut.

“Not one question, why I decided to appear after you asked me to damn the forest?” Proceeded to again ask the actor, in his dubbing tone.

Jeff opened his mouth, and his widened, while his heartbeat increased significantly, when the message Morgan Freeman send arrived at his brain. This being, this magical wielding higher power, claims to be God Almighty?

“I-I didn’t ask you to damn the forest.” Jeff managed to stuttered out, his voice was made of concern for his own health and life.

“Of course you did, Jeff my child” Morgan Freeman said, approaching slowly.

While under where he stood he left a footprint, from which under a flower, a blue beautiful flower, looking as if made of pure crystal, grew immediately and bloomed. The powder from inside looked like gold. The flowers pistil, looked interesting, it reflect everything like a mirror, but it was white, like white jasper. Or perhaps it was a mirrors surface, that wasn’t looking ”metallic”

“You’re lost…I could grant you the power to know where to go. First I must know if you’re ready to use it?”

“What are you talking about?”

Jeff was on the date with the element of surprise right now, he never heard a promise so impossible to do, and also making him feel like that guy was telling him the truth. Jeff slowly started to increase his distance with the fake Morgan Freeman, and wanted to distract him by asking back. Whoever the hell was that being, it knew well how to convince.

“What sort of power?” He immediately added

Morgan Freeman showed Jeff his palm, empty and without nothing in it, the strange being closed it, and it seemed something flashed inside of the beings hand. Jeff felt crushing authority when it happened, as if his mind was projected to obey at such an situation. Morgan Freeman extended his hand forwards, cleansed in a first, and then opened it.

A swarm, a swarm of beautiful butterflies flew out of the beings hand, the colors of the wings were magnificent. Some had the colors of a rainbow and the other was entirely blue or red, sometimes white and black like a zebra. The swarm of those butterflies circled around Jeff who waved his hands in all directions so that the butterflies may leave him alone.

Morgan Freeman snapped his finger, all the butterflies turned into weird glowing particles that looked like sparks, with different colors. Jeff noticed before his very eyes, black light. A light that made the surrounding look dark to the point it was entirely black. Like a black hole, even though the deeper he looked into the black spark, the more darker it seemed to get.

Soon, however they all disappeared, while Morgan Freeman was standing over Jeff with a proud expression and his hands behind him. Jeff stopped his worthless and nothing giving tries to go away, he would rather stick for the time being to the strange being claiming to be God, the actual God he knows about.

“Jeff, you remember when I asked you if you want to die? For the other to live?”

Jeff nodded, still on his back, his arms keeping him slightly up.

“What if I told you, this person, was actually everything around you? Will you believe me?”

Jeff looked straight into the eyes of the actor and famous celebrity, and even thou he was scared of the power Morgan Freeman possessed, he was close to giggling. This couldn’t be possibly true, that the person was a another reality, a different dimension, or perhaps only the damn forest? The worthless nature he can’t really care about!

“No, I do not believe you” He stated, keeping his calm tone

Morgan Freeman started to encircle Jeff while looking at Him. Jeff kept the eye contact the whole time with the celebrity. Jeff eventually stood up from the ground. He didn’t have any reasons, or hints to determine whatever the being clothed as Morgan Freeman wanted to do.

“Jeff, you do not know what sort of power awaits you” Morgan Freeman stopped, and faced the young man.

Jeff only stared back with no response, he doesn’t know what the American was talking about, he could be as well referring to something extraordinary, something he never heard or dreamed about. What would he do with the power? He doesn’t need any power, he is fine as he is, he doesn’t need much more in his life. He is alright with what he has, Jeff doesn’t require any sort of magic in his life that would only bring him problems.

Jeff was sometimes greedy. The premise of getting powerful, or being granted with something similar to what Morgan Freeman just did sounds promising. It would bring him much attention back home, he doesn’t need attention of any kind, it would destroy his life he has forged himself. He doesn’t see anything beneficial, other than maybe a power to help himself out and being unique of all seven and a half billion inhabitants of earth.

“What Kind of power can you give me? Where am I? What is this forest, is this even Europe?!” Jeff yelled back with more questions

Jeff from anger did a few steps towards the strange being looking like Morgan Freeman with his hands out forwards, with a frustrated expression and eyes burning with ire and fear. Morgan Freeman looked at the ground then back at Jeff who was slowly calming down, while his bad emotions left him.

“The power I can give you, isn’t exactly from me. It's more, as if I was showing you something you simply own now.” Morgan Freeman explained in his narrative tone

Jeff didn’t see sense in that, what does he own exactly? What power and how did he even get it? Did he inherit it because someone died? A unknown to him relative? Jeff wanted strong and hitting the point answers and not answers that lead to more questions. Jeff was under the feeling he was weak, in front of that strange anomaly that stands before him.

“Huh?” Jeff worded out loud, looking at the celebrity with a confusing and disrespectful expression

“Exactly what you heard, Jeff, you own something great, the ability to go against logic itself. However you need me, so that I may guide you to slowly towards mastering it, and becoming what you ought to be.”

Jeff didn’t believe what he heard, power to go against logic? Like what, create a circle that will be a rectangle or perhaps, make a cubic ball? What sort of BS is that? There is no such thing, the universe would probably collapse on itself, although he isn’t an expert from physics, maybe it wouldn’t break itself, he doesn’t know.

“Really? Like, seriously now?” Jeff asked with sarcasm

“Jeff, it’s not a matter to laugh at, right now, thanks to your decision, you saved countless lives. With each meeting I will explain to you more, and who you will be in a few months of our training”

Jeff smiled and started giggling under his breath while shrugging off what Morgan Freeman has just said. This had to be a dream, where he is under the influence of drugs and other types of pills that make you hallucinate like that. This is insane! He will surely wake up in a few minutes and everything will all good and funny!

“What next, I died?”

“No, you have been transported to another reality, above the known borders of universes and alternative dimensions, clusters making up dozens of different worlds. All the way to this one, that is unique and is not under my eyesight.”

Jeff’s small grin soon turned into a smile and later o full out laughter. Jeff has been gasping for air to only whistand the hilarity of what Morgan Freeman just said, Jeff was close to do the cliché fall on the floor and punch the ground from laughter. His voice being the only sound in the nearby area, giving the forest, and everyone who could hear Jeff. A shiver running down their spine. And perhaps a wet set of panties.

“Hahahahaha!” Jeff continued on laughing, soon his laughter turned into a perfect representation of a car starting up, or someone using a detergent while cleaning windows.

The mentally like ill laughter continued on for over a minute, Jeff has been slowly stopping his mascaraed and closing the theater. Jeff had to force himself to stop, while each time he looked at Morgan Freeman, he had a small comeback making him smile widely or snicker from the message Morgan Freeman presented him with.

“You...” Jeff was blocked by another small, but quickly controlled snicker “You think I will believe you?”

Morgan Freeman didn’t stop to have his serious expression on his face, he only looked at Jeff, looking as if he was sorry for Jeff, as if he was a normal person that just was sad from the retardness one had in himself. Then again, Morgan Freeman never was such a person, especially since he was the one. Morgan Freeman asked Jeff a question.

“No, but are you willing to believe me?”

“Why should I? Give me some reasons to, and maybe an example that will convince me” Jeff said, hitting himself in the chest slightly three times.

Morgan Freeman reached into his pocket in his suit, on the left side, Jeff watched with interest what the strange being would do. For now, he is for sure is some sort of studio, this has to be a joke or something. Only discovery channel is crazy enough to make such things. Morgan Freeman approached Jeff, who was slowly getting nervous, in case something was about to happen, Jeff had his hands prepared to push the impostor away.

Morgan Freeman stood before Jeff, who was slightly smaller, three centimeters to be precise. Jeff looked the Celebrity into his eyes and at his hand he has pulled out of his pocket. Jeff took a small step back, the area in between of them was about half a meter long. Morgan Freeman opened his hand and presented Jeff with what it appeared to be a ring.

“This will allow you to have control of your power, in only a friction. Not even a billionth of a percentage contains this object. However it could be compared to a powerful artifact, not an all-powerful, but just powerful.”

Jeff took the ring, he held it with his finger and placed it on the surface of his hand. The ring was dark grey in color, it had waves of flame or magical like energy carved in it, the surface even though it was detailed with the waves, was incredibly smooth. The ring, had something written on the precinct, he didn’t see what exactly but it was a mass of text, that looked like it was a cipher.

The ring didn’t have a gem, or anything in that particularly. It had a hand holding a sphere in its hand. The sphere looked as if it was made from a different type of metal, the ring itself looked as if made from silver.

Jeff looked confused with one of his eyebrows raised “So now all of a sudden, we are role-playing Lord of the Rings?”

“Jeff, please look for yourself, I cannot grant you the full extent of your power just yet when you are unprepared. This may help you understand what you will receive!”

From the slightly mad tone, Jeff could tell that Morgan Freeman was becoming frustrated, Jeff didn’t like that, as he knew what that being was capable of, but if he has the friction of his awesome power in his hands. Maybe he will be able to run away? Ugh…That sounded stupid, Jeff didn’t however deny the possibility.

“If I put it on” Jeff held the Ring up “I will gain my powers as long as I wear it?”

“Yes, be careful, you can hurt many by accident” Morgan Freeman added after Jeff

Jeff eyed the ring, he didn’t like to wear it, although it looked pricey, and neat. Jeff debated with himself if he should, this could be a trap all he knows. Then again the chance of all of this being true are extremely small. Nothing will happen, nothing will happen, for sure. Although there is still that small chance there might something happen.

Jeff reconsidered giving it up, he was curious as to its purpose, maybe indeed he will gain something from it? Maybe he will be able to run away? It's hard for him to decide, the ring could take over his mind and make him a slave of the being, that claims to be God almighty, and look like Morgan Freeman.

“How can I be sure it's not a trap?” Jeff asked before putting the ring on, holding it tightly in his hand

Morgan Freeman in response took a small rock from the ground, he then threw it slightly upwards, the stone seemed to expand rapidly, and soon the small rock with not much noise landed with a thump on the soil, being the size of the back of a car. Jeff looked with widened eyes at what just happened.

“Here, something you could aim at, when you decide to put the ring on Jeff. I am not lying, and I can ensure that it’s not a trap”

Jeff breathed thru his nose slowly and melancholically, the possibility of him actually becoming a slave is high, he could have lied right now. But imagine him not lying, what would it mean? That the chance he is in a different reality are extremely high. Although it's still something Morgan Freeman would have to proof.

Jeff Fears the most the possibility of him actually telling the truth, as it would mean a new life for him. He doesn’t want that, he also doesn’t like these words, these words promising him power of great value. The whole conversation about dying for everything around to exist, by accepting something. He doesn’t know what it was, but he desires to know.

Jeff took the ring with his left hand, he has been negatively looking at the situation, he has the right to. Jeff extended his ring finger out, while eyeing the object in his hand, he slowly slipped it onto his finger. Jeff didn’t feel anything wrong happening, no wave of energy or power went thru him, or did he feel better or stronger. Nothing happened.

Jeff looked at Morgan Freeman who has been standing to the side with his arms crossed. Morgan Freeman looked at the stone he made bigger by using his own powers. Jeff didn’t know who to do, he could apparently do something, but what exactly?

“What am I supposed to now? I don’t feel powerful, right now I feel tricked.” His voice held a tone of disappointment

Morgan Freeman face palmed, and looked at Jeff with all seriousness “You have now the ability, to control and do anything, in very little extent, you are like an amateur powerful mage. On every level and field there is.”

Jeff looked at Morgan Freeman, with his confused half shock, half surprised mood “Meaning, that I can fire beams of…I dunno, life force or maybe death element like in Magicka?”

“Yes, you can” Was the short answer

Jeff looked at his hands, and once again got a peek on the ring, Jeff had his hand half closed. He took the position to throw, he wanted it to be a fireball. Jeff didn’t feel anything accumulate in his hand, or feel heat. Like a skilled pitcher throws a ball, he took the swing and imagined he was throwing something at the rock.

While half way, Jeff felt as if electricity has shocked him, it followed with a weird sensation of formication in his fingers. As Jeff finished his swing, a warm object formed in his hand, that flashed with light. The ball of fire while thrown had pushed the caster which was Jeff slightly away like a powerful gun.

There was a weak wind blowing after Jeff threw the fireball towards the stone, before Jeff could even witness what he achieved. The fireball hit the target and exploded like a grenade, creating a cloud of fire while sending a shockwave that arrived before the fire. Jeff foresaw this as an possibility, and he put his hands up, wanting to protect himself with a shield in case something like that could have happened.

As the fire expanded, from Jeff’s palms a weak white light shone that created a thin yet quite powerful rectangle light blue shield. Stretching five meters right and left, while three meters towards the sky. Jeff felt the force behind the fireball, that died away fast while it lit the plants and the greenery beside on fire. The side of two trees and their leafs, the fire climbed higher and higher increasing its size.

Jeff stood behind the shield, while the strange electrical feeling was slowly disappearing with each moment he used his magic. It was almost like looking thru glass, only giving the world behind of the shield a azure tint all over the things one could spot. Jeff had a stunned expression, wide open mouth and his eyes were wider like never before in his entire life.

Jeff stopped casting the shield, as he did it he felt the extreme warmth the fire that consumed the plants, grass, moss and other greenery of the forest, heated his face up. He backed away very quickly, while with his index finger raised, he pointed at Morgan Freeman, whom the fire simply ignored and made it look like he was being encircled by it.

“No, no and NO! I don’t want this, I want home right now, I want my fucking life back” Jeff announced threatening, his voice breaking slightly, and he took off the ring and threw it towards Morgan Freeman.

The Ring landed just before the celebrity who had a worried expression, he seemed to be concerned and scared off by Jeff’s behavior. Jeff has been sniffing, fighting tears, while he grabbed himself by the head and started to walk around trying to figure out what has happened a moment ago. Jeff has been staring at the fire that slowly grew bigger, and at the rock in the fire that has been almost completely cracked and destroyed by the force of the attack.

“What are you?!” Jeff yelled, scared and hopeless “Who are you?!”

Morgan Freeman took the ring and started to slowly walk towards Jeff with the ring in his hand. Jeff of course reacted to it as an assault and started to slowly go backwards, he even wanted to run but he knew that it would bring him more trouble to run rather than obey the strange being. It was too much for, Jeff to whistand mentally.

“Answer me!” He said in anger, to the point his face begin to get red

“I am who I am, the one above all.”

Jeff knew what this meant, and he knew the meaning of said words, but he have troubles believing it. This couldn’t be God, its… It’s impossible. Science says so, atheist say he doesn’t exists, Jeff simply thinks there can be a possibility and here is the proof that he exists. What is going on? Is that a punishment, or is he simply lucky?

“Jeff, it is too early to explain, as you wouldn’t think logically and rationally about it. It would make you crazy”

“This doesn’t answer anything!”

“I understand your anger, I know how you feel. I know that you want to go back, but you have been chosen for something. Because you are my creation, I have to take responsibility teaching you everything.”

Jeff fell on his knees before God “What exactly?” He said, his voice shaky

“The art of making, Jeff, you lost your life for one person, you decided to do it, you knew what to do. You didn’t have to. For two you’d do the same?”

Jeff considered the right answer to this question, he may value himself more, but it would hurt him to just stand and do nothing if he had the power to and there always is the odd he would survive. So yes, he would probably also sacrifice himself for only two. Three and onwards probably too, to the point where he would without thinking.

“Y-Yes” Jeff said defeated

“For three?”

The answer came after a short lived pause “Also”

“Four? Five, six, seven, a hundred?”

“Definitely” The answer came right away

Morgan Freeman also got onto his knees right before Jeff, and put his hands on his shoulder “For everyone, animals, the whole planet? Somehow, but would you?”

Jeff of course had one answer for such an question “Yes, why shouldn’t I?”

“Good answer my child. Not know that you did just that, you did more than just that actually”

“What do you mean?”

“You saved countless dimensions, realities and other universes. You saved this reality, you saved the so called, ground zero”

Jeff only had a obedient attitude and tone “Did you resurrect me? How am I being here if I’m dead?”

Morgan Freeman only gave Jeff a sadden stare, he sighed deeply “You don’t need to die, in order to lose your life, you gave it up. For being here and staring it anew, this is what you did”

Jeff sniffed and looked away, his eyes slowly watering up, as a small tear went down his cheek. Morgan Freeman hugged Jeff, like a father hugs a son. Jeff felt better, he felt safer, he felt warmer and he definitely wanted it to stay like this. Even though he could be angry at himself and God, he choose not to, it wasn’t worth, what has been done has been done.

“So, what now? I’m in a different world?”

“Yes, but I will stay always close by, and I will always help you in need.”

“How did I save all of this?”

“I will tell you when the right time comes, don’t worry. For now, keep the ring and learn how to cast magic properly. It will help you in the future.” Morgan Freeman, gave it to Jeff, who took it in his right hand again.

Jeff was about to break the hug with God, but the word magic panted inside of his mind the temptation to ask what exactly does God mean by magic. Magic, is something bad, its demonic and satanic.

“What do you mean by magic?” Jeff asked still afraid of everything, his tone slightly terrified.

God Almighty moved just a little back in order for Jeff to hear the response properly

“The power of manipulating the fifth element. A unnatural force, unique and without a place yet one that managed to mix with time, space, matter and energy. Only allowed to exist by the will of the ones made and at the same time not made from it.”

Jeff accepted the response, what else should he do? He is talking to God, he won’t get much more out, he has no other way then to trust him and do what he advises to do. Jeff slowly broke the hug with God, leaving the embrace of the Father. Or at least he thinks that’s the father, and not Jesus, or the holy spirit, or whatever the hell God in reality is.

“Where should I go?” Jeff asked, hoping for a clear response

Together with God, he stood up from the ground, his jeans were clean just as Gods white outfit. The grass around of them was perfectly green, with small flowers growing out of the earth and blooming. The fire Jeff has started has disappeared, it vanished completely. Morgan Freeman smirked when Jeff saw that the fire was gone. He took care of it, for Jeff to relax for the moment.

“To the north, there is a potion maker; she is one of the inhabitants of this world. She is a friendly person. Might I warn you, races here are bizarre.” God patted Jeff on the shoulder.

“Should I expect tentacle monsters?” Jeff tried to be funny, he didn’t succeed.

“Really?” God Almighty sounded down “You asked me about these?”

Jeff only raised his hands in defense, he felt embarrassed, but tentacles monsters are a threat to his life. To his innocence even more.

“Its best if you see yourself and choose either that creature is or is not one.” The answer was simple, and Morgan Freeman didn’t include any sort of emotions to his response, sounding very cold.

Morgan Freeman started to walk away, as he walked away and looked at Jeff with a warming smile, wind with fret force ripped the branches apart, the dust from the burned greenery was swept away while a cloud and golden light covered Morgan Freeman. The trees seemed to bend, as if bowing towards the celebrity, Jeff watched with amazement what was happening.

“Farewell” Echoed the voice, making the nearby closed buds of flowers open.

Soon, everything stopped at once, and the light and the cloud dissolved. The trees returned to their positions, while Jeff was left there alone, holding the ring in his hand he had as a gift from Morgan Freeman. Jeff hid it for now in his pocket on his white shirt. He looked towards the north, and proceeded to walk towards that direction. Fighting with bushes, and long grasses that slowed him down.

Alone in the most dangerous forest in this world, Jeff had a weapon just in case. He didn’t want to use it, and he didn’t want to stay in this, weird forest for any longer. The meeting with God was the weirdest experience in his life. It sure did help him mentally, his presence alone doing so, that he won’t panic. But the thoughts of actually writing a new history for himself is incredible. By simply walking and moving around the trees, watching for them roots sticking out and not tripping on them.

Eventually, he will have a problem with living here. Everyone does have one, he won’t see his family, he won’t talk with his friends anymore, he’ll have to make new ones. Not to mention the inhabitants of this world may be hostile to him for being different. He fears unacceptance.

Jeff stopped, trying to find a quite comfortable and quick path in between all the bushes and trees. He leaned with his back against one of the trees, covering his eyes with his arm. Breathing in deeply. His heart beating dangerously fast for his age, with eyes closed, seeing darkness.

“Is this all real?” He whispered to himself, with a whimpering voice.

Since I won’t often update the story, and I had some ideas for this chapter, I want to present you with another path Jeff could have taken. Feel free to choose the better one. I can grant you the power to interfere in the plot. Why not? Honestly I want the majority to decide.

As the fire expanded, from Jeff’s palms a weak white light shone that created a thin yet quite powerful rectangle light blue shield. Stretching five meters right and left, while three meters towards the sky. Jeff felt the force behind the fireball, that died away fast while it lit the plants and the greenery beside on fire. The side of two trees and their leafs, the fire climbed higher and higher increasing its size.

Jeff stood behind the shield, while the strange electrical feeling was slowly disappearing with each moment he used his magic. It was almost like looking thru glass, only giving the world behind of the shield a azure tint all over the things one could spot. Jeff had a stunned expression, wide open mouth and his eyes were wide like never before in his entire life.

Jeff stopped casting the shield, as he did it he felt the extreme warmth the fire that consumed the plants, grass, moss and other greenery of the forest, heated his face up. He backed away very quickly, while with his index finger raised, he pointed at Morgan Freeman, whom the fire simply ignored and made it look like he was being encircled by it.

Jeff gazed upon the fire that was raging and slowly increasing its size by spreading using other plants and grass in order to increase its lifespan and also force. Jeff’s hands hanged limp at his side while he suffered from shock, he slowly made one step back, focused completely on what was happening in front of him.

The fireball Jeff has fired destroyed a piece of the upper side of the round giant rock, where now was the loss, the surface seemed to be slightly melted. The boulder itself was all black, but for some parts, The smoke from the fire moved towards Jeff as the wind blew and changed the fire’s direction of spreading.

Jeff, glanced at Morgan Freeman who seemed ready. He looked at him with an serious look, saying that he has done his job. That he will take care of everything else. Jeff forgot to breathe and started all of a sudden inhaling a lot of smoke, making him cough and feel the flavor of ashes in his mouth drying it completely.

Jeff looked at the self-proclaimed all powerful deity. While using his slim white shirt as a filter. Both of them stood there, Jeff was paralyzed from fear, it was true he was in another world, it was true that Morgan Freeman has granted him a portion of his immense power. There was a chance, that Morgan Freeman who stood before him…

Was God.

Jeff didn’t want to make that get thru his mind and be accepted. Jeff started to even move his head right and left slightly while his eyes begin to water up. Not from sadness, or to beg for mercy. But because of the fires heat and the smoke that the wind blew against him for the time.

“Jeff, It might be a shocker to you. It is true what you see before your eyes”

Morgan Freeman after saying this emotionless and holding much power sentence. Turned his head towards the fire that was growing rapidly and was dangerously threatening the local ecosphere. All of a sudden, wind like never before rushed thru the forest, ripping parts of the soil and throwing it at the fire.

The trees and their leafs were under much pressure and they almost broke, or had to break. As they were so suddenly pushed to the side every wooden structure, even a tree would fall. The nests of the birds, that were in the area, stayed on the trees thanks to Morgan Freeman's desire for the animal not get hurt.

Jeff struggled not to get pushed by the wind, fighting with it with his own physical strength he succeeded to stay on the ground. The fire disappeared as the soil that was ripped from the ground together with trees that bended and covered it with their branches. Extinguished the fire. It might make not a lot of sense, but Morgan Freeman's style involved doing rather illogical things like that while using the world as a tool.

The wind died down, instantly after the fire has been put down. Jeff looked at the deity with his ring still on his finger. Jeff wanted home, he simply wanted home. He didn’t care about the life here, he didn’t care about anything involving something great that was supposed to be the power he owns and Morgan Freeman is just handing it over, in parts.

“I” He started, quietly, receiving a short stare with an friendly smile, reassuring and warming one “I…I don’t know, what I should say”

Jeff’s words were empty, empty of hope, as if he lost all of his freedom. As if he was in a cage while himself being a bird, unable to fly, closed from the full extent of his abilities and unable to achieve his dreams. He wanted, to have an family eventually, he wanted to become great and remembered, right now he will become, something weird. A pawn of something greater?

“I will be there for help, I will explain everything slowly and with time. While our Training progresses”

Training what sort of training? Making him someone that will kill or perhaps an miracle caster? What is he supposed to be? If this is the actual God, he knows and heard about. It would mean that he is becoming an Moses of this parallel universe? In this plain of existence, beyond the earlier recalled fundamentals of reality and mater, he will become someone like that?

“What training?”

Jeff asked standing trying to not move, if anything he would like to run, use the power of the ring he got. Simply throw another fireball, maybe cast lighting, make water out of nothing and wash God away. Collide protons, ions, and electrons in the air in order to create a few kilos of metal and then make bullets out of it. Simply escape the eyesight of the deity that is in front of him.

“The training allowing you to sooner or later accessing your full power”

Jeff already head that response, he wanted something other than just that. He wanted to know what power, over what and why. He wanted to know if he will be able to accidently hurt by just existing and living or if this power will be simply an ability making him over powered.

“What is this power about?” Jeff asked with an aggrieved tone.

“About controlling and doing” Was the short answer given by Morgan Freeman

Jeff blinked a few times, and looked down. Controlling and doing, it might be anything. Right now he is sort of controlling and doing, because he has some power of an amateur on every field just like an amateur but powerful mage. This is at least what God has said. While Jeff thought, God has spoken to him.

“Jeff, do not fear, I will always be there to aid you.”

“Then aid me now, tell me where to go?” Jeff bluntly responded.

This was a bad move, at least Jeff thought so. Speaking in such tone to something way powerful then he is, was a stupid move. God however wasn’t angry at Jeff and forgave him his attitude that was showing the lack of manners to elderly and the ones above Jeff who want good for him.

“Go north, there should be an potion maker. She lives in a tree after an hour of walking you should find a path, go and follow it.”

Jeff wondered, potion maker? Is this world even at the same technological level as his homes Is he going to have to live like a noble or an peasant in the middle ages? About middle ages, if this was a totally different planet, or perhaps a flat surface, he doesn’t know. It could be anything.

“What about the inhabitants of this planet?”

God raised his eyebrow, he looked at Jeff with an smirk “There are plenty of other races, that might seem very interesting, fascinating, exciting to get to know.”

“So, There are other races?” Jeff asked, for no reason. He simply spitted it out without thinking the last response was confirming this question.

“Yes”

Jeff nodded, he looked at his hand and on the ring he had on his hand. He feared he might use it accidently, he didn’t’ know how to not accidentally do something stupid. He wanted to take it off, but he feared that he might step onto something in the forest that might eat him right away.

“I-I think, I might go now…”

The whole situation was weird, he doesn’t trust God. If that deity or simply something trying to be Morgan Freeman before him is. Jeff slowly retreated back and turned away, stepping slowly and unsurely. He had mixed emotions, he didn’t know what to do other than to go north and that’s it. He doesn’t even know where north is!

Jeff stopped in that moment, he gathered the inside courage and turned back in order to ask God where is north. As Jeff turned, what he saw was nothingness. Only trees and the place where God stood was now slowly being filled with flowers, red short flowers, while the grass was green like never before, to the point its sharp color actually feel uncomfortable to look at.

Jeff looked around, he even tried to call him. Fear and not wanting to talk to Morgan Freeman however managed to succeed in forcing Jeff not to do it. Jeff begin to slowly gain progress of his inner panic level. He started to sweat more and his heartbeat increased significantly to the point he felt as if he was on a hangover again.

Jeff grabbed himself by the head, he walked up to a nearby tree and stood with his back leaned against the bark. He had to rethink everything, he had to organize himself. He couldn’t lose control and fall into panic, he needs to be stable and strong even if he will fight with an all-powerful, or almost nigh omnipotent being. Claiming to be the God, he always heard about.

Another option, way, path… Call it whatever you want

As the fire expanded, from Jeff’s palms a weak white light shone that created a thin yet quite powerful rectangle light blue shield. Stretching five meters right and left, while three meters towards the sky. Jeff felt the force behind the fireball, that died away fast while it lit the plants and the greenery beside on fire. The side of two trees and their leafs, the fire climbed higher and higher increasing its size.

Jeff stood behind the shield, while the strange electrical feeling was slowly disappearing with each moment he used his magic. It was almost like looking thru glass, only giving the world behind of the shield a azure tint all over the things one could spot. Jeff had a stunned expression, wide open mouth and his eyes were wide like never before in his entire life.

Jeff stopped casting the shield, as he did it he felt the extreme warmth the fire that consumed the plants, grass, moss and other greenery of the forest, heated his face up. He backed away very quickly, while with his index finger raised, he pointed at Morgan Freeman, whom the fire simply ignored and made it look like he was being encircled by it.

Jeff quickly ran away from the fire, increasing his distance fastly in order not get burned by accident all while in fear and shock from what has just happened. He accidently tripped by an sticking out root of a tree and feel on the ground, he didn’t do anything to himself. While quickly getting on his back and eyeing the self-proclaimed Deity.

Morgan Freeman looked at Jeff, he extended his hand towards the fire and something white, like powder slowly escaped the Deities palm, encircling the fire and slowly killing it. The fire simply was eaten away all the way to the soil it was burning on. The weird white powder glimmered and gave it a golden shining reflection.

“Stay away from me!” Jeff yelled at Morgan Freeman, while standing up on his legs.

Morgan Freeman gave Jeff an kind smile and look, while his voice sounded as beautiful, as the voices of the men in Operas, strong and resistant. Making him feel warm inside of him, stopping his hearts unnecessary high rate of beating. It has done so much as decrease the sounds of nature to make his louder.

“Jeff, do not fear, it will consume you. Do not anger yourself, it's going to be all right I promise”

Jeff felt better, but he closed his eyes and rejected the weird feeling God's words, Gods voice was doing to him and his mind. He closed the doors and locked them, so that nothing might influence him. Jeff opened his eyes after a brief moment, soon realizing that the surroundings have changed a little.

The trees were more colorful, the grass he was on, was softer and longer. There was definitely also more of it. The upper branches of the trees seemed to get rid of the horrifying random webs the spiders make themselves. Jeff could hear as the birds, something that is finally alive, have started o to sing.

“Jeff,” Now he spoke in his normal voice and tone

Morgan Freeman has been slowly approaching Jeff who was still glancing right and left in order to look at what he has done by simply changing his tone and voice to a younger one. Jeff didn’t want to think of accepting any of this, he wore the ring on his finger. He wore the physical, real and legit proof he is now in possession of magic and he deals with something unnatural

As to being in another world, that’s still debatable but he could accept that possibility. Meaning he will never again see his family, never again meet his friends, never do what he wanted to achieve. Loose his life he was happy with, even though he had a few problems he liked his situation, he wanted to maybe have an family, and here it can be impossible if he will proof to be the only human in the possibly known new world..

Morgan Freeman was a short distance away from Jeff, who stood ready to run, even dare to attack the self-proclaimed God. Jeff wanted to do it, but he knew that Morgan Freeman is definitely stronger as he granted him that power, he could easily take it away. Not to mention he has more of it and wants to give it to him in parts.

“We will settle this down, and talk like two civilized individuals. Jeff, you need me in order to know where to go” Explained Morgan Freeman

“No!” Jeff shouted back “I can find the way out of this place myself without your stupid advices!” Jeff said pointing at himself

Jeff’s attitude greatly saddened Morgan Freeman, especially Jeff’s tone and the way he approached him was hurting him greatly. Stabbing his heart and burning his hand he reached out with, to help Jeff in his new struggle, he didn’t choose.

“Jeff, please understand I want to help you in your new struggle thru your new life”

“Bullshit!” Jeff said aggressively and made a step forwards “I want my life back, that’s all… I was happy with what I had!” Jeff said, this time a little more calmer, but still loudly.

God looked at Jeff with an sad expression “You know it’s impossible, you agree-“

“I agreed to save one! One person, and not be thrown into this!” Jeff continued on his aggressive tactic

Jeff turned away and walked a few steps away from God, Jeff was angry and he was scared, he also was sad but his anger and fear covered the third emotion completely disallowing it’s the chance to show itself on his face, or as tears, or as simply depression. Jeff breathed heavily, but he managed to have an steady rhythm.

“Jeff, do you regret saving all this?”

Jeff stopped his thinking, he didn’t, if every thing Morgan Freeman has said was true. He probably saved billions, and more. This was a rather dirty move to go for his emotions rather than reason. Then again he is under the leadership of emotions. Jeff was confused and he responded like most moral humans would.

“No, but it doesn’t change the fact you tricked me!” Jeff shouted back, not turning towards God, in order to show disrespect by showing his back.

“Jeff, you did the right thing. If I told you can save millions you’d do it right away. I wanted to see if you would do it for just one”

Jeff remained silent, while he silently admitted that what God did was sort of justified in order to check how will he behave and what will he do.

“You saved that one person, you saved its life. This worlds, its realities and its dimensions and so on and so on”

There was no response coming from Jeff’s side

God sighed, making the wind turn into a weak breeze.

“To the north, there is a potion maker. She lives in a tree, she will tell you a few things about this world. Its best if the native inhabitants explain it rather then me.”

Jeff finally responded after Morgan Freeman's words “Leave me alone” He said defeated and sadly, his voice sounding broken.

Morgan Freeman before leaving, knew that there were a few paths Jeff could take right now. After what he will do, and he hopes that Jeff would choose the right one. Morgan Freeman had to change Jeff’s clothing, as he would be questioned why is he wearing something like that while not having any luggage with himself. It would be best to make him look like an wanderer.

Morgan Freeman placed his hand on Jeff’s shoulder, Jeff immediately reacted to this gesture. Jeff turned towards God, and shouted at him, as Jeff has proclaimed with all seriousness he wanted to be left alone. Jeff with impressive, even for himself, swift movement placed his hands on Morgan Freeman's chest.

“I said, leave me alone!” Jeff Pushed Morgan Freeman back.

Jeff’s intentions were hostile and he wanted to get rid of Morgan Freeman. Jeff unintentionally used his power the ring gave him. Jeff felt as the weird sensation, and feeling as if electrify went thru his fingers appeared all of a sudden. Jeff was too late to stop the process and he used his power by accident.

The power, was used because of Jeff’s lack of skill. The intention, the way and the desire made it so that Jeff used his magic. Jeff pushed Morgan Freeman away with much force, only making the attack stronger. tI was a push of telekinetic power that held much power in itself.

The force push, so to say. Send not only Morgan Freeman forwards, but the ground on which he stood was send together with him as earth in many pieces, reaching ten centimeters deep before Jeff was also pushed by Jeff’s telekinetic push, ripping the grass away together with flowers. Rocks that flew with increasing speed into the trees destroying the barks and making the Trees itself go down and fall.

While Morgan Freeman was attacked by Jeff, in the physical form. The surroundings have been touched; the trees were pushed back by Jeff’s attack, sending a wave that wanted to rip the trees from the earth with their roots. Some did fall over, with their roots sticking out after falling and stopping half way thanks to other trees preventing the fall with their branches.

Everything in front of Jeff was moved by his attack, it looked like a powerful wind did it, or perhaps a weak hurricane that passed by did the mess. Jeff watched as the earth slowly with Morgan Freeman lands, Jeff disbelieved in what he saw. The tingling sensation disappeared, Jeff didn’t want to do so much.

Morgan Freeman feel and was covered by the dirt after wards, hitting a tree. He landed on his fron’t while the incoming earth buried him partially. Morgan Freeman moved his arms from under him and slowly started to sweep the dirt away. Morgan Freeman, didn’t think Jeff would choose this way, but he mustn’t interfere in what Jeff chooses.

The ground before Jeff seemed like it was ready to be used for planting potatoes or other plants. Jeff looked straight at the trees that have been injured by the stones. Holes or small scratches were made in the wood, Jeff saw as birds from the forest have sated to fly up into the sky from fear what has just happened.

He heard them tweet, he knew a few of them. He for sure head the sparrows and magpies maybe also ravens were in the sky. The birds flew above of him, making the sky by thousands of wings, stopping the possible ways light could get thru even harder and making the forest darker.

Jeff’s heart skipped at least one beat “Oh no, oh no…Oh fuck!” He said out loud in fear

He has attacked God. He will haunt him now, he will do something, Jeff has to run maybe find something to shield himself with. Find civilization so that perhaps he won’t do anything to him. Jeff didn’t wait long until he started running north. Repeating the word sorry in his head the whole time.

He ran away from the site, not waiting for Morgan Freeman to simply stand up and do something to him. Maybe he was overreating, or maybe not. He doesn’t know anymore what is real or not, he wants to go back home, he wants it to end. He wants to find that potion maker and have the day get over.

“What have I done!’” Jeff half cried,

Jeff quickly made his way thru the forest, running as fast as he could. He had to stop at some point to pass the roots of the trees that were sticking out. He jumped or walked over them in different situations requiring different ways to approach to the problem he had to face. Jeff for sure was getting out of the darker part of the forest.

The trees looked normal, but still dark and intimidating, Jeff also noted there were more bushes with each moment he ran. He looked behind of him to check if nothing was chasing him, he only saw greenway and the way back. Jeff had to run down as there was a small fall down.

Jeff carefully made himself down, trying not to lose balance, he slithered down making his boots all dirty together with the back of his shirt. Jeff after making his way down, continued on running. The forest right now seemed to get denser and more bushes seemed to appear, Jeff had to throw himself forcefully thru the long grasses and the bushes, if it was possible.

Jeff was slowly losing breath and was getting slightly tired, he didn’t see any paths leading to an house. Nor did he see anything saying that there was an living being here before. He stopped and looked around, trying to scan the area. Jeff didn’t see anything that could possibly make him injured. The young human breathed heavily trying to rest for some time after running away by harming Morgan Freeman.

He thought that this man would be untouchable, literally. Here is an surprise, Morgan Freeman was pushed by his attack away, together with countless square meters of dirt and rocks that flew like arrows into trees, perhaps even harming innocent animals. Like squirrels, or bugs, maybe wolfs if there were any.

Jeff approached a nearby tree, and leaned his back against it, while slowly going down and eventually sitting, resting with his legs curled to himself and his hands on his knees thinking. He didn’t want to do harm to Morgan Freeman, he wasn’t that sort of human being. He was raised differently and even if Morgan Freeman did bad, he doesn’t necessarily need to be injured by him.

Injured or not, touched or not, the self-proclaimed God was touched by him. It’s weird, as if maybe the God he knows about, was in fact Morgan Freeman but with different traits. From what he knows, God is not material, and here? God seems to be material, or he simply made this body for the moment and he smacked Gods puppet body.

Jeff stopped breathing thru his mouth, that was dry enough, and breathed thru nose trying to calm himself. He has attacked God, he will probably face consequences, not to mention he feels bad for doing it. Jeff sighed painfully, he needs to find that potion maker Morgan Freeman claimed there is.

Jeff looked at the ring on his finger, he slowly took it off and hid it in his pocket on his slim white shirt that was dirty, right on his right side. He doesn’t want to hurt the potion maker, especially since it’s a she. He can only imagine what sort of races, there are, and what race is the potion maker.

“I will meet him again…Sooner or later”

Author's Note

So, I have three options on how Jeff should react. I had these three ideas and I don't know which one is better, so I wrote them here. In order for you, my dear readers, to choose one!

Why? Well, If I have the option to give an choice on which my readers can vote on. Why not present it to you rather then choose myself and perhaps do the wrong move? It also warms me to see a lot of interest in the story by debatig which path is better.

In the end, its best to know which one is better for y'all, those are just but a few that could proably appear in the fture if I'll have problems in deciding what Jeff should do, or choose. So, write in the comments, what you think is the best scenario.

The first is an friendly approach, to be friends with God. The second one, is more neutral, to have rather stagnant relations with Morgan Freeman. The last one is rebelious, and aims for having cold relations with God.

God/Morgan Freeman. Will be a teacher of our Jeff. I think that thirty to maybe fifty chapters of training will be enough, and from there we will have a omipotent God! How and why? Don't ask me right now, everything will be reaveled, how there are many omnipotent beings.

Still need an editor. Remember to leave a few upvotes for the statistics if you want to show support!

PS. For so long until I don't find an editor, I won't update ANY of my stories, because they are going to be shit.