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I heard shouts from front about what orders were coming up. I quickly looked up at the screen to see what needed to be made. Two peps, a stuffed crust sausage, and a thin crust were the most pressing. I quickly got to work turning to the new person asking them “Hey do you know how to make a stuffed crust?” They shook their heads no. I sighed and got to work grabbing the cheese sticks and a sheetout. As I got the stuffed crust finished I quickly looked up to see how much still needed to be done. Just the stuffed crust. I quickly got it done and shouted at my manager “Hey I’m gonna clock out now”. “Alright see ya tomorrow” he shouted back. I walked out the back of the store and started walking the McDonalds down the street while I waited for the bus to arrive. While I was walking back to the bus stop I got an alert on my phone ‘More Necron releases? Fucking finally xenos get some attention’ I suddenly looked up from my phone to see an out of control car heading straight towards me. I had 3 seconds to think ‘Shit I won’t get to eat my fries’ before the car crushed my spine and sent me flying into the store behind me as I lay dying with my lungs filling with blood and my skull nearly caved in I thought ‘This must of what Sanguinius felt like when he died’ then I felt my life leave my body. I felt my eyes slowly trying to pry themselves open. ‘This isn’t right’ I thought ‘I should be dead.’ I lazily got myself up while clearing my eyes. As I got on my feet and looked around I noticed that the land was made up of some sort of glowing crystalline substance. “The fuck is this shit?” I said. As I spoke I heard soft giggles echoing around me and the crystal things started to shape a path leading forwards. ‘Well fuck guess I gotta follow this now’ I mused to myself. I start to grudgingly trudge down the path until I see what appears to be a cabin. I slowly approach the door softly knocking at the door until I hear a “Come in.” I gently open the door to find a … person? Sitting in front of me. Their face and body shifting between every person I’ve ever seen. One second my mother, the next my 7th grade teacher. “Greetings, Fionn” it spoke in a cacophony of voices, one never being stronger than the rest. “Are you surprised by our appearance?” the terrifying creature in front of me spoke again. “Creature? Is that a polite way to refer to the creator of all?” it spoke again. Wait, creator of all, a weird shiny place, and I died… Is this god? “Quite sharp of you.” God said while looking like the girl I had a crush on in 3rd grade and sounding like the souls of the damned. “It usually takes people a bit longer to understand it.” As I was looking around God’s cabin they spoke again “So based on your memories and interests you know how this works, got killed before your time so you get to reincarnate yadda yadda yadda, but I decided to put a twist on it this time, instead of you having to save a world with a power you get to choose I am choosing what world and what kind of power you’ll get based on your hobbies and interests.” ‘This sounds fucking idiotic and very painful for me in the long run’ “Ohoho it probably will be” the goblin of a deity in front of me giggled. “Well buh-bye and see you when you die again.” They continued giggling even as a void opened beneath my feet and I started yelling obscenities at them.
I awoke to screaming. But it wasn’t coming from someone else but from inside my own mind. I felt 4 voices each attempting to both wake me and silence the others. The first voice I was able to make out was one that eternally fluctuated. One minute it was as light as a feather the next deeper than the mariana trench.'Ah it seems the worshiper/acolyte/tool has awoken, now we should…’ the voice wasn’t able to finish before another interrupted. ‘SILENCE YOU COWARDLY SORCERER, I SHALL NOT HAVE YOU POISON THE CHAMPION’S MIND WITH YOUR DECEIT.’ The second voice was deep and full of hatred like Satan himself was declaring war in my head. As I slowly sat up and tried to get my bearings a third voice chimed in, this one like honey and poison in equal measure. ‘Oh~ It seems that those two are preoccupied, why don’t we get to know each other a bit more intimately~.’ before I could respond the final voice came in, this one slow, mucusy, and deliberate. ‘Oh come now, don't try to scare them this early on.’ The voices developed back into squabbling as I doubled over with a headache. I started to scream into my head to shut up and be silent. The voices quieted down to murmurs as I gathered my bearings and looked around. I saw a pond and stumbled towards it. As I looked at my reflection I saw my hair was still the same red as always, my face was still covered in freckles, and my eyes were still the same brown. I also saw my clothes were some kind of a large medieval blood red cloak, a light blue tunic with belts and straps, and dark green pants with light pinkish/purple boots. As I observed my fancy new duds I felt something different about my body like something was missing. I quickly looked around to make sure that nobody or anything was nearby. I stripped myself of my clothes and went back to the pond and noticed something. My body was perfectly androgynous there was no genitalia, and my body had neither a definite female or male shape. ‘Oh how disappointing~, here I was looking forward to the fun we could have together.’ The sensual voice came back and shocked me as it did, I nearly forgot about the voices in my head. I put my clothes back on and got ready to introduce myself to my new head guests. ‘H-hello? Could you all please one at a time introduce yourselves’ I timidly spoke into my own mind. The first voice that answered was the rage filled hateful one ‘THIS IS YOUR OWN MIND IS IT NOT? HAVE SOME CONFIDENCE HERE.BUT VERY WELL I AM THE GREAT GOD OF DEVASTATION, MURDER, FORGING, STRENGTH, AND COMBAT KHORNE.’ The voice rattled and shook my mind. As I recovered from this I heard the second, changing voice say ‘I am the god of planning/deceptions/schemes, magic, change, and progress Tzeentch.’ The voice again fluctuated in tone, pitch, speed, and volume. As his voice faded away the next mucusy,slow voice came in. ‘Ah here we are, then I am the god of decay, disease, death, and entropy, Nurgle.’ Nurgle’s voice withered away as the final came in ‘OH~ It seems it’s my turn to introduce myself, I am the deity of addiction, pleasure ,sex, excess, and greed, Slaanesh.’ ‘Ok so I have all four chaos gods in my mind, I’m assuming that you all want something and that I’m currently the only one you can interact with?’ As I finished my question I received various sounds of agreement. ‘So what can we do for each other?’ I queeried the divine beings in my meat shell. I heard mutterings but could not make out what they were saying until Khorne came forward. ‘WE HAVE AGREED TO GRANT YOU THE BASELINE BLESSINGS WE WOULD EACH GIVE TO OUR WORSHIPPERS AND SHALL GRANT YOU MORE POWER AS YOU DO MORE FOR US, I SHALL GRANT YOU STRENGTH AND THE ABILITY TO UTILIZE ALL THINGS RELATED TO MY DOMAIN WITH GREAT SKILL.’ Khorne finished his description. Tzeentch came in ‘I shall keep your mind clear as well as sharpen it, I shall also make you more warp and sorcery capable.’ Next was Nurgle’s boons: ‘I shall grant you the ability to regenerate from wounds, and you will feel none of the effects of disease.’ Finally Slaanesh’s sickly sweet voice came in and explained their gifts ‘And I shall offer you the ability to turn off your ability to feel pain, you will no longer require rest, food, or drink though you may partake in these if you want to, and the ability to create an illusory appearance based on who you are around, of course it is accurate in all forms~.’ With my new mind mates introduced I decided to set out and gather my bearings, as I did I felt something in one of the pouches around my belt. I went to grab it and felt a small collection of coins there as well as a small note. I left the coins for now and grabbed the note and started to read. “Dear Fionn, You’ve probably noticed your new friends but besides them I decided to give you some other gifts. First if you travel due west from where you are you will find an abandoned cabin with some essential equipment but it does not have food, secondly you have enough money to rent a place at an inn for 2 weeks, finally you are no longer a human but something of a warp entity yourself. Good luck and have fun! :-) -The Big G.” As I finished the letter I had a single thought. How do I figure out which way is west?
Luckily as I looked up I saw that it was past midday so I could use the sun to figure it out. As I started to walk towards the direction I saw that it was going to be in the middle of a forest. ‘Oh fuck guess I’m in for a long walk.’ I thought wearily. ‘I know some very interesting ways to make time pass quickly~.’ Slaanesh spoke seductively. ‘Do you have access to my memories? 'Cause if you do, I have so many songs I want to sing.’ I quickly asked back. ‘Well sweetheart let me take a look and I’ll get back to you~.’ With Slaanesh distracted I started to ask the other gods some questions. ‘So I know Khorne wants me to commit grave acts of violence and take skulls, and Slaanesh wants me to be very hedonistic so they’re relatively easy to gain favor with but with Tzeentch and Nurgle I have no clue, so how would I gain favor with you two?’ I queried the gods. ‘Ah well with me you need to spread disease and decay as much as you can,’ Nurgle’s grandfatherly voice answered. ‘And with I you need to outwit and outsmart your enemies as well utilize the powers of the warp and schemes’ Tzeentch’s shifting cadence answered me. ‘Ah that’s also fairly straightforward, I also assume that spreading your worship would gain me favor with said god?’ I asked my brian friends. I got a chorus of affirmatives as I started marching towards the supposed cabin. When I arrived I saw a dilapidated cabin with molded parts of the wood and visible cobwebs as well as plants growing up the side of the walls. I walked to the door and hesitated trying to guess if anybody lived here and was incredibly depressed or if this was completely abandoned . Deciding that even if this did go all “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” I could handle it with my head mates' help. Knocking hard on the door I waited a couple of minutes before cracking it open and yelling in "Hey, is anybody alive in here!" Waiting for an answer of any kind but receiving none I ventured forth to see what was in this cabin. Not much it turned out, a dilapidated kitchen with only some bread in it, a spartan bedroom, and a barren living room of sorts with a fireplace, a small table, and various animals mounted on the wall.
As I walked through the house I saw outside two separate structures, one I could guess was the outhouse while the other appeared to be a shack of some kind. Hesitant from years of watching slashers I approached the shack, seeing a rusted over lock covering the door did nothing to ease my nerves. Thinking back to when I was walking through the house trying to remember if I had seen a key of some kind and turning up negative. I began to turn around to look for the key when I recalled part of Khorne's blessing. 'Well time to see if I've just gone insane or if they can actually give me power' I thought before grabbing the lock in my hands and exerting all the strength I could on it. To my surprise I heard a *snap* and the lock was in pieces. 'Holy shit this is real, I'm not just suffering from a traumatic brain injury.' As I finished that thought I heard Khorne start thundering. ‘WHAT YOU DOUBTED US? WHILE I ADMIT THE OTHERS HAVE BEEN PRONE TO TRICKERY AND DECEIT I HAVE HONOR AND HAVE NO NEED FOR SUCH PALTRY TRICKS.’ Recovering from his brief interruption I continued into the dilapidated shack looking for anything of use. Amid the cobweb and dust covered crates and barrels there was a simple felling axe, a hatchet, and a bow along with a quiver full of arrows. As I slung the bow and quiver across my back and placed the hatchet and axe at my sides I noticed a letter lying where the bow was resting. Tentatively picking it up I unfolded it before scanning for any vital information. As I read I noticed it’s a note from a daughter to her estranged father pleading with him to leave the cabin and stay with her in the city as monsters were growing more active. As I reach the bottom of the letter I see the daughter had left her address so her father could find her. I read it over and over again to confirm it. The city she wanted him to come to was… E-Rantel.
Fuck me I’m in Overlord.