Ragna replied, "You can truly take out the power you earn in God's Domain. But only up to the rank of demigod."
Then it pointed at the glowing figures and said, "Your world can't handle power at their level. But you will gain the ability of resurrection when you beco a god in God's Domain. Your soul and consciousness will be preserved by God's Domain while a new body is prepared for you to inhabit in your world. It is essentially immortality."
Taylor's mind whirled and churned. He thought to himself, "If this is true, then maybe I should change my goal here."
He was tempted with the allure of power far more than the possibility of curing his mother. It is especially alluring after being made to wait with other poor people for the dicine that will save his mother. He realized then that everyone was the sa. But now an opportunity has co up for him to rise above. He can now understand why the heavenly federation didn't give a rat's ass about all their whining and complaining.
He can also understand why everything everyone threw at them didn't work. They were just in different worlds. For the first ti, he considered the possibility that the Heavenly Corporation might be aliens.
Many people have said so, but he always considered it conspiracy theories. He is not so sure about that anymore. Not after standing in front of greatness.
While Taylor was being tempted, AB was not. Training his skills and having a good fight to use them had always been his goal. He didn't have an opportunity to get them in the real world, which was why he sought after them in the virtual world.
The gods didn't make him feel hopeless when he saw them. Instead, he saw a great potential fight in them. So he was riled up and ready to do battle when he saw the gods, not cowered.
Taylor, Ab, Black Knife, and many others were all present on the fifth floor together, but they didn't notice each other. It is because their senses and attention were too occupied by the gods.
They could speak and communicate with Ragna because they knew he was there beside them, but they couldn't see Ragna and didn't perceive any other person around them.
AB was one of the most affected. He didn't faint like so of the other weaklings. He didn't struggle to stand either, and neither did he cower in fright like Black Knife. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as his eyes blazed with a fighting spirit.
He asked Ragna, "You said I can beco a god if I beco a hero, right?"
"Anyone can beco a god, but heroes have a better chance at it than others. Heroes have a lot of benefits that increase their chances, such as the ability to grow by defeating or killing and the ability to preserve their power even if they die and resurrect with their complete power."
AB nodded. He asked, "Can a god be killed?"
"Yes. Gods kill each other all the ti. But not permanently, though. That is very difficult."
AB's eyes shined as he asked, "Can a mortal kill a god?"
Ragna nodded. "It is rare and difficult, but it is possible. It has happened before, so it can be replicated again."
"How?" he asked eagerly.
Ragna shook his head. "You will have to find out yourself. I don't have access to that information.
AB was not disappointed. He nodded. "As expected. That kind of precious information must be worked for."
Then he raised his fist to the sky and said, "I promise to beco a god. But before I do that, I must kill a god as a mortal."
Every god heard what he said. Smite was especially paying attention to him. The domain god said, "I like this one. He is funny."
AB heard what the god said. The voice struck him like a thunderclap right beside his head. He fell to his knees and held his ears as he writhed in pain. Unfortunately, his pain didn't end there.
It struck him again as Smite asked, "Tell , Abdul Taofek, how do you hope to kill a god?" He gritted his teeth and replied, "With my bare hands."
Many gods laughed after that. The other trainees on the fifth floor didn't hear their laughter. Only AB was privy to the burden of their utterance. He almost blacked out, but he held on.
His determination did not go unrewarded. He received a notification soon after.
-You have received the Fighter Class.
-You have unlocked the stat screen.
Ragna took him away imdiately. The absence of the delibitating pressure and the soothing warmth that entered his body from the environnt healed him. He was soon back on his feet. He was smiling too. All of his teeth were on full display.
Ragna said to him, "Congratulations. You have received one of the 10,000 favors that the gods can grant. You are also the first one. I have great expectations from you."
AB slapped his chest and said proudly, "Of course I will do great things. I am AB Tfuck. I am to be the first or second, and I don't give two fucks."
Ragna rolled his eyes at him. Then it said, "Now let us talk about what cultivation ans. Open your stat page and let's see what you have to work with."
AB did as he was asked. It was easy to do. He just called out for the stay page.
Ragnar winced when he did. It advised, "Next ti, just think about bringing it up. That's faster and quieter."
AB nodded as he focused on the screen in front of him.
-STATS
HP: 100%
FOCUS: 100%
STAMINA: 100%
-ATTRIBUTES
NA: ABDUL TAOFEEK
RACE: HUMAN
CLASS: FIGHTER
TIER: 0
LEVEL: 15
CONSTITUTION: 2
STRENGTH: 4
VITALITY: 3
SPEED: 3
SPIRIT: 3
MANA: 1%
CLASS PERKS: 10 Rank Bonus Proficiency to all fist fighting skills.
STATUS: Looking For A Fight
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