The Gods had an emergency meeting.
The doors of courtroom had opened after several centuries.
The courtroom was a large construction surrounded with clouds.
The seats were filled around the large round table. There was a large seat at another end of the courtroom. There was a goddess sitting on it. A Goddess who looks like an angel. Her eyes were closed.
"What be the cause of this gathering?" said the God of fire while taking a sip of wine from the glass Infront of him. He had no skin, no bones. He was just a fire in human form.
"The fiend hath slain our valiant knights." Said the lone man standing at the door. He had a brown robe covering his entire body except a part of his scar-ridden face.
The Gods exclaimed in surprise. They burst into conversations. "What shall we do now?" "I did proclaim unto thee that we may not kill him." "Thou hast erred this time."
"SILENCE!" A voice of a woman rang through the courtroom. Every God in the courtroom turned their head towards the end of room.
The courtroom was turned silent.
The Goddess who had her eyes closed until then had opened them.
"Your highness, but how can we pass this hurdle? We can never interfere with the Human world and now there are no one who can kill this Devil!" exclaimed Goddess of wind whose hair was swirling around despite having no wind.
"If that Monster was ever to come across that object, it would endanger our entire universe" said the God of Fire. Other Gods agreed with God of fire and nodded along.
The Goddess had turned hey eyes towards a God. He had no hair, but had papers across his head. "What dost thou counsel us to do God of Knowledge?" said the Goddess calmly. After a brief silence, "Goddess of Fate; There be a Chosen one whilom, who may slay this man in another realm. Yet he shall cometh with his companions to fulfill this deed." Said the God of knowledge.
The Goddess had ordered the lone man to travel the universe and find the Chosen one. "Oh Traveler! You shall travel across the multi-realm and find us our chosen one!" shouted the Goddess at the lone man.
"As you wish, your Highness!" kneeled the lone man. He asked the details from God of knowledge and flew away into the sky.
"He forgot his boots outside" sighed the God of Soil.
"Can we trust this Traveler?" said the Goddess of Water.
"He may be a little clumsy, but I trust him with my entire life" said the Goddess and closed her eyes again.
"What's the name of this Chosen one?" asked the Goddess of Water. "It's- "
"Alex, Stand up." Said Mr. Smith as he walked into the class. He was a middle-aged, little buff guy. White shirt and Brown pants. He had History books in his right hand and a star tattoo on his left wrist.
"Why were you absent yesterday?"
The whole class went silent. Everyone feared Mr. Smith in the class. He was Strict, precise and terrifying. Naturally, everyone in the class tried not to fall on his bad side.
A lean white guy with long, black hair wearing School uniform stood up. A white shirt, blue blazer with ROCKCRUST emblem on it and tan pants.
This boy is Alexander Cortes. He was not a guy with good grades. Yet he was in the most prestigious high school in the country.
When he was five years old, his father took him to park. They sat next to a college student who was struggling to solve a mathematics problem. Alex took a pen which is beside him and wrote near the problem the number 9. "Correct!" exclaimed the college kid. "This kid is a genius!"
From that moment his father had convinced that Alex was a genius. He told about this incident to all of his friends and family. But this kid Alex, was in fact, NOT a genius. He wrote number 9 because it's the biggest number he knew. This kid doesn't even know two-digit numbers exists.
His father joined him in prestigious schools from then (He pulled some strings).
Soon, Alex was in High school. He was enrolled into Rockcrust academy. Since the enrollment, Alex had only one motive. Get suspended. He had been trying for two years now with no results.
"Alex, I asked you a question." said Mr. Smith. "I had periods yesterday." Said Alex.
Whole class burst into laughter. "SILENCE!" ordered Mr. Smith. Everybody went silent.
He walked towards Alex who was sitting beside a window at back.
"What?" he asked.
"I had period- ""I understood that first time" interrupted Mr. Smith. "How did you get them?"
"I had gender transformation operation." Both of them had a serious look on their faces
"My office, Afterschool" Mr. Smith and continued on with his class.
"Do you have to pull that on the first class in the morning?" the boy next to Alex whispered.
This boy is George Rough. He was friends with Alex since their childhood. He was the guy who taught Alex up to 9 numbers when they were five. He was the opposite of Alex.
He was good in studies.
Alex just ignored his comment and started looking out the window. "Anyway, what were you doing yesterday?" George asked.
Alex turned his head towards George. "Dragon Knight released yesterday. I was grinding completely." "What did you tell your father?" "High fever"
Alex then listened to class.
Just then, A figure was floating outside their window. He was wearing a brown robe covering his whole body.
"Found you, chosen one."