A little over 4 divine hours before Earth’s Tutorial
In the Throne Room of the Gods everything was still, and then with a rush, the air began to feel almost electrified, the atmosphere turning turbulent, and then with a loud crack, 8 bolts of lightning striking down directly on each of the balls of light. As soon as the blinding light vanished, the 8 balls of light were replaced by 8 figures, all stood at about 7 feet tall save one.
“Ahhhh” said Gideon, now in the form of a middle eastern man in his prime, stretching his muscular body, “it feels good to be back off power saver mode”. Gideon sat in his chair, which was as white as fine china, and adjusted his glittering golden/red robe, which wouldn’t have looked out of place on an ancient Chinese emperor.
“Especially with the upcoming entertainment” grinned Lucipher, now looking like a white man in his late 40’s, except he also had blood red eyes and jutting canines, “I’ve already got a champion in mind! Those elves have certainly become much less tree hugger like then they used too, eh Nadia?”
“Oh **** off Lucipher, you **** ******** ****** ***********************” Kli’Nadia said, clad in a dress made of leaves, Kli’Nadia now appeared as a young woman with tan skin and pointed ears. “I’m sure you planted some seeds that led to this”.
Lucipher just shrugged and said “I’m pretty sure that at least half of your suggestions are anatomically impossible for a normal vampire”.
“Yeah well you’re a ****** ****** God so ***** ***** figure it out!”
“HEY!” injected Bardone, who now had the appearance of a normal human bodybuilder, save for the dense gray hair covering every inch of his visible body, and his oddly wolf-like eyes. “I WANT TO SEE SOME FIGHTING! SO PUT YOUR GENITALIA AWAY UNTIL AFTER THE COMPETITION STARTS!”
“Fair enough,” Gideon laughed, “let’s get this party started! You know the drill, the system’ll show the most qualified candidates of each category on each of the 10 screens, until a champion is claimed in which case it’ll be removed from the screens. So, let’s get started shall we?
System, allow Accord rollback in World 1: Sidthe.”
The 10 screens then popped into existence in front of the Gods, and each God adjusted their throne in the semicircle so they could the screen clearly.
The top most screen had the words *Top Overall Candidate* written under it golden letters. The two screens located under the first had the words *Second Best Overall Candidate* and *Third Best Overall Candidate* in silver and bronze lettering respectively. The line of three screens below the 2 read *Highest Affinities*, *Highest Affinity*, and *Highest Skill Acquisition* in royal purple lettering.
The final 4 screens in the line were in white lettering and read *Best Warrior Candidate*, *Best Mage Candidate*, *Best Support Candidate* , and *Best Rogue Candidate*
After a tense couple minutes some of the screens turned on, having finally gathered enough data to make a preliminary assessment. “WHAT!!!!!!!” Archimedes screamed, he was the only God not at or near 7 feet, in fact he was only 4 feet tall. He wore a black, gold-lined suit, and had red hair and a fairly well trimmed beard. “WHY THE HECK IS A HALF-BLOOD ON THOSE SCREENS! THOSE OUT-BRED FOOLS ARE WEAKER THAN ANY OTHER FAE BY FAR!!!!”
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Greg sat up dazedly. The last thing he remembered was working hard at his lab station trying to invent a glue that police could use to capture subjects… but then he remembered that there were those blue messages! Almost immediately after he remembered the blue messages, another one popped up in front of him
Just as Greg finished reading the first notification and dismissed it, yet another appeared in front of him
Greg stared at the screen for a few seconds “By Omar’s hairy balls, what the heck is this so-called status screen?”
“Huh”, Greg thought out loud, “now that’s a lot to take in.”
A few seconds later another message appeared, this one a little less specific than the others. It simply said
