Born Op
Copyright© 2025 by Traverse
Chapter 1: Talk with???
He sighs as his finger dances across the keyboard.
He stops as he looks at the time, “it’s getting late,” and he carries his bag and leaves the office heading home.
As he goes down the stairs, he thinks of his life and how his journey till now has been.
His name is Anthony.
He is an orphan who worked many jobs in order to be able to pay his school fees; he has quite a good retentive memory so he didn’t fail in school.
He worked for years to stand where he is now, but all that work was just to land a low-paying job in a small company; he has no friend to speak of so he finds solace in novels and anime.
He cursed his life as he goes down the stairs thinking of which novel to continue as he gets home.
He stands by the road waiting for a cab as his mind wonders about which anime to pick, only for a truck to come blazing out of nowhere, speeding in his direction; he panics and tries to jump out of the way only to find out he couldn’t move because of his fear.
He cursed in his mind, wondering if the gods had sent truck-kun after him after he cursed them a while ago.
He lost consciousness as he was hit and bled to death.
His soul wanders across the universe, drifting with no particular direction.
“Ohhh, a golden soul with such intensity that’s unseen,” said???
A force pulls Anthony’s soul in the direction of the being; the being’s eye flashed with white light as it saw Anthony’s life.
The being awakens Anthony and his soul reshapes back into his human form. He opens his eyes and looks around.
“Where am I? I thought I died. Is this heaven? Isn’t truck-kun meant to reincarnate me once it hits me? Tsk tsk, I better not see those authors in heaven.”
“Calm down your thoughts, mortal; this isn’t heaven.”
Anthony looks up, and he is bewildered; all he sees is a being made of ethereal darkness in human shape with no facial features. He is shocked, “the devil” is all Anthony can think as he sees this being.
“I’m not a devil or god, mortal; don’t compare me to those ants,” said???
Anthony was afraid, but there was nothing he could do; he was already dead, so he could only give up.
“Ehh ... Who are you, sir? Where is this? How did I end up here?”
The being replied, “My name is ******; ahhh, my bad, you can’t hear my true name as you are a mortal. I brought you here when I saw your golden soul.”
“Golden soul?” asked Anthony.
“Don’t sweat the details,” replied???
“But that’s still my soul we’re talking about here; how can I not sweat the details?” thought Anthony.
“Even if I explained the concept of souls, let alone golden soul, you wouldn’t understand; even your so-called devils and gods haven’t even understood 0.1% of it”
“You can read my mind?” asked Anthony.
“Of course, have you forgotten who I am?”
“You haven’t said who you are,” retorted Anthony.
“Well, it’s not my fault you are too weak to hear my name. Well, most people call me Consciousness of the Universe, Core of the Universe, The Truth Holder, the list goes on and on, but those are just names they gave me. I am nothingness, here before the concept of time even started, here before the beginning.”
Anthony was shocked out of his mind; he couldn’t even begin to grasp the being in front of him.
“So you are the consciousness of the universe,” Anthony said.
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