Meeting a God

Before Little Blue noticed, Death completely disappeared, his smokey body was no longer in front of Little Blue, the intense aura of death also disappeared with his whole presence completely erased.

The Stream of Lost Souls shook and vibrated as if something big is happening.

Little Red accepted the circumstances and the desire to survive was burning like wildfire inside.

'I'm going to survive this one way or another! I want to reincarnate in a world of unicorns and rainbows! I want to reincarnate in a world of unicorns and rainbows!' Little Blue solidified the resolve to make it through this stampede as it watches a wave of white souls rushing towards it at an insanely fast speed.

The reason for the stampede was another issue in its entirety, due to the appearance of Death, or more so the appearance of deadly energies and dread that Death carries with him causing the souls in the dimension to take a halt. They halted quite a distance from Death and Little Blue but the feeling of dread was still very significant even from a distance. The Halt also resulted in a pile-up of souls, like the domino effect, one thing lead to another, and once Death disappeared along with the dread dissipating into nothingness the white souls started rushing, thus creating a deadly stampede.

What Death didn't expect was the dimension to start breaking down trying to fight back. The whole dimension would have been completely destroyed if Death stayed for any longer.

Due to this, one of the gods on shift monitoring was alarmed. Even though he was on shift to look out for the dimension, he just went about his day without a care in the world. As the chance of a disturbance in the dimension was almost impossible and had never occurred before, not to mention a dimension breaking disturbance such as this one.

By the time the god got to where the dimension was, Death had already left and the stampede of clogged up lights was happening. He was panicking and watched intensely to see if he needed to interfere. Using his Divine Sense to find the cause of the problem he stubbled upon his something extraordinary.

Little Blue

Well, Little Blue didn't cause this mess but Little Blue sure as Hell was an anomaly in this mess.

The difference is clear as day, with one look it's obvious that Little Blue is an anomaly. First and foremost, the Souls that Little Blue is dodging and weaving through right now are all white, they are clean slates unlike Little Blue, who is obviously Blue in color. But the difference goes much deeper than that.

"What is this soul, it's too powerful!" The god's eyes widened as he watched Little Blue get trampled over and over again by trillion upon trillions of stampeding souls. Little Blue got up just to get knocked back down over and over again...but then...when all hope was lost...Little Blue went Super Saiyan as Little Blue pushed forward with sheer power that showed her determination, carving the way forward while bodying all the soul before it. Way too surprised, the God watching this scene without thinking just concluded the whole disturbance was due to Little Blue.

Another major difference between Little Blue and the souls in this Dimension is, Little Blue's soul was conscious and shined beautifully like the full moon on a starry night. Not only that, but the Little Blue's soul was much purer and richer, in essence, seemingly too much of an unconformity for this world.

"This is a Heavenly talent, probably never before seen or recorded!"

The watching God was quickly overjoyed and with a smile that looked a little too aloof. He was rubbing his hands together in creepy ways, something was not right here.

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"I made it!

I made it out alive!

WOOOOO!!"

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The Greedy God showed up in front of Little Blue with a noble aura and his head raised so high that it would roll off his shoulder any moment. He looked like an idiot honestly, he was old, had short white hair and bushy beard, looking more like a mentally unstable grandpa than a god.

"Greetings Young One, What brings such a pure and bright soul to this barren land? Hahaha."

Little Blue looked at him with awe. This was the first time Blue has met an actual god. The holy aura which it compared to heaven captured Little Blue's admiration and attention above all else.

The god looked at Little Blue and could feel her admiration and awe.

'Yes, show me more admiration, I like how it feels to be looked up to.' He thought.

The old god spoke in a warm and welcoming tone "My child, do you want to get out of here and journey the countless worlds? I will grant you a single wish for a little favor. Watcha say, wanna get out of here."

"A wish, you aren't lying are you, anything I want?" Little Blue asked.

The God said confidently, " I am God, my child, I can grant you any wish."

Little Blue was blown away, 'A god, an actual god, and he said I could have one wish...What do I wish for? Superpowers? Maybe Immortality? or Invisibility? What about a boyfriend who is loving, handsome, and strong? Mmmm' Blue was in a world of thoughts and fantasies almost as if on cloud nine.

"Ahem..." no response

"Ahem!" Still no response, the god seems to have a short fuse.

"AHEM!!!! GET YOUR HEAD OUT THE DAMN GUTTER." The old man exploded.

Little Blue got scared and returned from Dream Land a little moody.

However much moody Little Blue might be, it was still not as important as the chance to have a wish grant. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! Please don't take away my wish, anything but the wish."

"Anything you say? Then you will serve me as your mast-"

The Old God stopped mid-sentence as it felt a portal opening close to them.

Inside he was wondering about who was going to appear. 'Damn, I'm definitely going to kill this person and then everything will soon be mine. Which means...I won't have to work ever again. Wuhahaha *cough* *cough*'

'Ew, he's really ugly now that I look at him again, and that expression...is he a pervert? Ewww' Little Blue thought.

The anticipation was killing both of them, as even Little Blue felt a familiar feeling coming from the portal.

The portal opened slowly as the feeling of dread invaded the dimension once again.

The Old God's face contorted in horror as his instincts went off, but no matter how much he tried, his body wouldn't budge, as if frozen in time.

Death existed the portal casually looking if Little Blue made it through or not. It didn't even take a second for Death to find Little Blue's signature, but also a foreign signature beside Little Blue.

"Hmmm, seems like we got lucky."

Death disappeared once again, but only to end up next to Little Blue and the frozen pale God.

Death look towards Little Blue, who seemed fine and cheerful seeing Death again. While the same couldn't be said to the person opposite Little Blue. The Old God looked pale and frightened, he was a short man about 170 cm (around 5 foot 6) wearing a white robe and some elevated wooden sandals, his face screamed horror and looked pretty ugly right now.

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(The God's POV)

I haven't felt this feeling of powerlessness in so long, I've forgotten it altogether since I've become a god thousands of years ago. But here I am, weak, so pitifully weak I feel like the world is going to eat me alive. I don't know if I've sinned or my time is just up.

The figure that came out of that portal was something of a creature from my worst nightmares. It, whatever it was, definitely not human. With no definite form, it towered over me, standing twice my hight, those huge white eyes that petrified me still. Those Medusa-like eyes were the only features of this thing made from what I would assume energy, such destructive energy that yelled sudden death.

Being stared at by those glowing white eyes, I don't know when but I already feel my face wet with tears and snot, I feel so powerless, SO powerless.

Another minute passed...it felt like an eternity. I can no longer cry, no tears would come out even if I tried. I don't want to be looked at by those eyes, my body has given up long ago, I can feel my heart pounding like a war drum, working overtime.

Another minute passed...I want to die. I can no longer take being stared by those white eyes, those damn eyes that stare straight into my soul.