Kreah, the Goddess of the world, sat in her domain. She watched from above the witch's antics. Kreah sighed. Why did such an anomaly get thrown into my world?
She wanted to scream about how it was unfair. Her only consolation was that the witch hadn’t yet destroyed the world. Kreah had goals to achieve. This world could still play by her rules. The stage was set. All she had to do was summon the heroes, yet the witch was just an annoying obstacle.
“I am lucky she is an imbecile,” Kreah said. She looked at the round ball, displaying the witch in all her glory. “She hasn’t done anything that would end the world since her arrival. It should be fine.”
She turned her attention towards a school building on a different planet entirely. As luck would have it, Kreah had already gotten the approval of Earth’s God to summon heroes. She scanned the school building, smiling at the seven students serving detention.
All of them were pri candidates for the summoning—no family, friends, or loved ones. They shared a kinship only in the fact that they were delinquents.
“It’s ti,” Kreah said.
A blue magic circle enveloped the ground below the students' feet. Before they could cry out, Kreah ripped them to her plain. Now, all the students stood before a Goddess in heavenly white robes. Their mouths were agape as they struggled to make sense of it. Kreah dramatically presented her arms. Her tight robes clung to her chest, amplifying it.
“Welco, heroes!”
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