gods worlds

"Are you there, God? It's me, again." I say, in my head, feeling hopeless once more in this world. "I can't do this anymore, I'm tired," I say, pleading for an out, a way out. As always, there is no response. But I stand up, my bruised and cut-up body throbbing in protest.

I feel the cool, solid concrete below my feet; the glass that was in my feet is now gone, leaving deep cuts behind. Every step I take shoots a pain up my legs. I look up into the now starless sky, Turns out, the universe has been dead for trillions of years, and this one star we orbit is the last living one.

It was a chilly night, and the ground was damp. But I decided to walk down the alleyway that was in front of me. I hear a screech, an inhuman screech, a high-pitched sound that rattles me to the core. It was the monsters, the things that had bony wings, no eyes, and long fangs, and legs with sharp claws that could cut wood. I saw it perched on a car right in front of me.

I grabbed my knife, ready to keep fighting these monstrosities. I've killed at least 50 of these things, and I'm one of the very few that are still alive. "Come on, you motherfucking parasite," I say, quiet enough to not attract any other ones except the one that's right in front of me.

Its head snapped to face me, its bat-like jaw filled with the sharp fangs that could kill me in one bite. I hold my arms up, ready to kill it, as I have many others. "Come on," I repeat, and it flies towards me, its legs outstretched, to rip my flesh off the bone, but I grab its legs, both in one hand, and I swing it into the ground before stabbing it right in the heart. It twitched for a couple of moments before going still, and drooling out its deep blue blood.

"Is this what you want? God?" I say softly, angry at him for trying to kill us all. Suddenly, I hear a whisper in my ear, "Yes, child. Your kind has sinned far too much to be forgiven." I retort with, "Have I?" He pauses, "No, I suppose not. I suppose you haven't sinned nearly as much as your species as a whole has." I huff, "And did you stop to fucking think about all the good people?"

He paused before responding in a soft voice, "But even the good have been tainted." "Why? Because they were dealt some shit cards? Or because they were forced to, or maybe, just maybe, they were confused." "Bu-" I interrupt him, "No buts, you're killing millions of amazing people, sure, you're killing billions of bad people, but is that the right choice?"

He paused, "There is no such thing as right or wrong. When it comes to me, for I am a god." "So? You make these punishments for those who have sinned too much, but now you're killing everyone for no reason!"

"But there is a reason." I interrupt him, again. "Yeah? So what? Due to this whole thing, I had to kill someone to survive!" His voice disappears. "Exactly, now you're understanding! You're not only ruining innocent people's lives, you're also altering their afterlives!"

He stopped talking, and time froze. Literally, froze. The wind halted, I looked around, and I saw that the thing stopped bleeding, and its deep blue blood stopped oozing or moving. "The hell?" I looked at the river that was a little bit forward, the waves had stopped in their tracks. "Fuck!" I heard god scream, "Fucking shit!" I looked up and saw nothing. no stars, no clouds, nothing.

"What will you do now?" I asked, sounding angry and upset. "I don't fucking know!" He screamed. he sounded panicked, and upset at himself. "FUCK!!!" He bellowed, and the world cracked, the sky shattered, and glass fell once more. I held my arms over my head, so I didn't get cut deeply.

Many shards sank into my arms, and I cried out in pain. I brought my arms down, in front of my face. I was bleeding, harshly and heavily. "Hey, God?" "What?" "Your ruckus caused me a bit of pain." He scoffed, "How so?" I groaned, feeling lightheaded, "You made the sky fall, and glass is in my back, and my arms, and my legs, and my feet. I'm bleeding, heavily."

Suddenly, the pain vanished, the glass was gone, and all my wounds were too. "I apologize for all of this, but I cannot just simply reverse the world." "Well, what can you do?"

He sighed, "I can end it, and restart it completely, or I can create a new one." Something in my gut dropped in an instant, "Are all the other stars a result of this exact scenario?" "You mean to ask if they were all life-inhabiting?" I nod "Yes. They were, and somehow, it is your spirit that has gone through all of them."

I freeze, "What?" I stutter out, "You heard me," he responds, with a gruffer tone. "You mean to say, you've done this trillions of times? Have you learned nothing over the trillions of earths?!" He chuckles. "Sometimes I just enjoy watching you all squirm, but somehow, you never die." I take a step back, and say "You're a monster!"

I hear him chuckle darkly, "Maybe I am, but can you blame me? Your kind is so unpredictable, many earths united into one, for a short amount of time, before they all nuked themselves out of existence, but then you remained, for 50 years, until I took your soul, and put it on a different planet. Once I say a specific phrase, you'll remember."

"What?" "Your time is nowhere near, my child." Memories flooded my head. I remembered the first plague that wiped out all except for me, because I had the antibody, I remembered the first slaughter of each other, I remembered everyone not killing each other, and the sun consuming us, I remembered the nukes blowing the earth into chunks. I remember the robot takeover, I remember the alien humans conquering our earth, I remember everything all at once, and it hurt.

"Now, make a decision. How will the next start?" I hesitated, but then I said. "Make a new one, with me as their new god. After all, I am only a couple trillion centuries younger than you." He chuckled. we were both as old as time, being trillions upon octillions of centuries old. "Very well. lead this new earth, but just know, I'll make it harder this time." I knew he was referencing the hundreds of other times we did this, where I ruled as the kingly god, but had to lead them as to survive the plagues, heatwaves, wildlife, everything.

The everything went black for mere moments, until I woke up on a rock, surrounded by humans, it was already the medieval times. this time, I would have some fun.