(A/N: This writing style I used originally for this fic, Ughhh, Since I am only editing it I won't change it, after some chapters the writing style will change naturally with the chapters)
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3rd Pov
In a blank, white void-like space, two figures stood facing each other. One appeared to be an old man with a calm, ancient presence, and the other was a confused-looking teenager.
Mars: "So... I'm dead?"
Azura Mazda: "Yep."
Mars: "You're telling me I actually died while watching a comedy movie?! From laughing too much?!"
Azura Mazda: "Yes. Partly due to that."
Mars: "Partly?! What the f*ck do you mean 'partly'?! Don't tell me it was you who killed me by mistake or something!"
Azura Mazda: "Nani?! CoughCough Ahem... I see you humans really do like pulling these same kinds of scenarios in your mangas, animes, novels, and whatnot. Sigh Honestly, I didn't expect this kind of cliché stuff to happen to me. I thought only those so-called 'Mortal Gods' had to deal with this nonsense."
Mars: "Wait—'Mortal gods'? Are you saying that anime, manga, and all that stuff is actually real?!"
Azura Mazda: "Not all of them."
Mars: "What?"
Azura Mazda: "I mean, stories like Tensura, The Misfit of Demon King Academy, and other overpowered universes like those? They don't exist."
Mars: "I don't get it. Why don't they exist?"
Azura Mazda: "Because I never let them exist."
Mars: "You're just confusing me more..."
Azura Mazda: "Look, worlds like that tend to produce far too many overpowered beings. Those kinds of beings can destabilize the entire Omniverse if left unchecked."
Mars: "Wait, so you're like one of those 'balance freaks'?"
Azura Mazda: "I am not! Use your brain. Just think about it—what do you think would happen if Rimuru and Anos ended up fighting each other?"
Mars: "Hmm... With their broken powers and reactive evolution abilities... they probably wouldn't die. Oh sht. They'd just keep fighting and fighting, constantly one-upping each other until... Oh. Fck. They'd eventually start breaking the entire power scale!"
Azura Mazda: "Exactly. They'd continue clashing until one of them somehow reaches Tier 0 and completely destroys the other. And once someone reaches that point, it's game over for the rest of the Omniverse. So, to prevent disasters like that, I erase their origins before they can even manifest. I use powers that only a Tier 0 being like me can access to wipe them from existence."
Mars: "Wait—you're a Tier 0 being?!"
Azura Mazda: "You're just realizing this now? Yes. I am the Source of All Creation. I am Azura Mazda."
Mars's legs buckled and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious from the overload of information.
Azura Mazda chuckled and shook his head slightly, 'He really couldn't handle all that at once. I guess I went a bit overboard with the info dump.'
Several minutes passed. Mars finally woke up, his expression blank. He remained silent for a solid fifteen minutes, processing everything. Then he finally spoke.
Mars: "...So, what now?"
Azura Mazda: "Now, I'll give you a chance to reincarnate. You can pick any world of your choosing. You're allowed to choose your gender, appearance, and one power. But there are rules. You can't ask to become a god, a primordial being, have infinite energy, ability creation, plunder skills, or anything equally broken."
Mars: "Then what the hell can I ask for?!"
Azura Mazda: "You can request high talent in any energy system—Mana, Ki, Qi, Chi, Aura, Magic Particles, Prana, etc. Or you can ask for a boosted physical or mental status, like 16 times your base strength, intellect, wisdom, and so on."
Mars: "Tch. That feels so nerfed..."
Azura Mazda: "Be glad I'm even giving you this much. If I hadn't accidentally destroyed your entire universe with a sneeze, and if you hadn't somehow turned into a Singularity after I tried to redo your universe, you would've been wiped out completely by the Timeline itself. I only took pity on you. You were basically rejected by existence, and instead of being erased, I brought you here."
Mars sighed deeply and said, "Can I get some time to think about it?"
Azura Mazda: "Of course. I have infinite time, after all."
Three Hours Later
Mars finally turned to face Azura Mazda, a strange smirk on his face.
Mars: "I've made my decision."
Azura Mazda's eyebrow twitched. For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt nervous, 'Why do I feel like I'm about to get scammed? Is this the damn anime logic again? No, it can't be. I used all of my OMNIs to set up the reincarnation conditions. There shouldn't be any loophole!'
Mars: "I want you... to adopt me as your son."
Azura Mazda froze.
Azura Mazda stood stunned for a solid few seconds. The words Mars had spoken echoed in his consciousness. He had never considered such a thing. For all his cosmic awareness and omniversal power, familial relationships were something he had only observed, never experienced. Love, family, friendship—those were concepts tied to mortals.
To him, they were just tools to keep creations stable. Even though he had created countless divine beings, demiurges, and entities across infinite layers of reality, he had never once referred to any of them as his children. They were always just extensions of his will. Servants. Constructs.
But this mortal… this Mars… had broken through that concept with a single sentence.
Azura Mazda: "Hahahahahaha! A mortal bested me in wisdom! Me! Azura Mazda!"
He laughed thunderously, his voice rumbling through the void like collapsing galaxies. Mars stood still, arms crossed, waiting patiently for the celestial being to settle down. After a few more seconds, Azura finally composed himself, wiping an imaginary tear from the corner of his eye.
Mars: "So... I'm your son now?"
Azura Mazda: "Yes! You are! My first true child… accepted by me willingly!"
Mars raised an eyebrow, clearly confused.
Mars: "Didn't you say you created other beings before?"
Azura Mazda: "I did. Countless. Gods, cosmic administrators, laws given form, even avatars of destruction. But I never viewed any of them as my children. They were always tools, instruments of balance or chaos. You… you are my first child in the truest sense. Not born, not made... but chosen."
Mars was quiet for a few moments, letting that settle in.
Mars: "So what now? Do I become some cosmic entity? Or do I stay human and just enjoy life protected by your status?"
In truth, Mars had asked Azura to adopt him not for power or status, but for peace. If he couldn't receive god-tier abilities, then at least being the son of the Source of All Creation would ensure that no one would mess with him. He didn't want a life filled with harems and fake affections either—like those cliché protagonists who sleep with multiple women, then shamelessly declare love to them all like it means something. That hypocrisy disgusted him.
'So many isekai MCs say "I love you" after screwing half their harem and forgetting about their actual family back home. Seriously? They meet some new girl, get laid, and suddenly their parents, friends, siblings—people they spent their entire life with—vanish from their hearts. Pathetic,' he thought, narrowing his eyes.
Mars made up his mind. If Azura didn't give him powers, he'd at least ask for a body beyond the limitations of lust. Being genderless meant being emotionally free. No urge. No craving. No weakness.
Azura Mazda: "You know, I can give you enough power to instantly make you a Tier 1-A being... but wouldn't that be a bit boring?"
Mars: "Yeah... way too boring. So what do you suggest?"
Azura suddenly grinned mischievously.
Azura Mazda: "First—call me Papa!"
Mars: "...Papa?"
That hit Mars differently. He hesitated for a moment, memories flashing through his mind—he didn't have parents only grandpa and grandfather in his past life, the life he had lived on Earth before his untimely death.
He was thirty-five when he lost them. He had lived a mostly content life, full of small pleasures and interests, even if he had remained single. Sure, he'd had a few sexual experiences, but nothing meaningful. He had always been more of a loner. A proud weeb.
'So this is what a real father feels like?' he thought. He swallowed his pride.
Mars: "Alright... Papa."
Azura beamed.
Azura Mazda: "Good! Now, as my son, your options are..."
Several Hours Later
Mars stood firm, his decision made.
Mars: "I want to be reborn in Marvel Earth-199999."
Azura Mazda: "Oho? That version of the Marvel multiverse? Well, did you know that particular multiverse was created by one of my Avatars—a being known as the One Above All? He's Tier 2-A. A mere fragment of me."
Mars: "Seriously?! Anyway, can I have Tensura powers?"
Azura Mazda: "Of course, son! Just tell me what you want."
Mars: "Then... I want my brain itself to become Wisdom King Raphael—without a subconscious acting separately. Also, give me the Origin Skills: Void God Azathoth and Creation God Azura Mazda."
Azura Mazda paused for a moment, impressed.
Azura Mazda: "Haha! Those skills alone can put you well into Tier 1-A territory. But what about energy? You'll need a powerful source to use them efficiently. I assume you've thought of that?"
Mars: "Naturally. But to avoid becoming instantly OP and killing the fun, I wanted to ask... Magicules. They're the core energy in Tensura, right?"
Azura Mazda: "Yes, but since that world never existed in reality, Magicules don't either. Mana can be a decent replacement, or... you could create an entirely new energy type."
Mars: "Then I want Magicules to exist as a unique Omniversal energy—usable only by me, or those I personally grant it to. Its composition will be: 40% Mana, 20% Qi, 5% Ki, 5% Aura or Life Energy, 10% Cosmic Energy, 5% Chaos Energy, and 15% other forms."
Azura Mazda: "Done. As a bonus, I'll also give you passive skills: Omni-Concealment, which will hide you from even Tier 2-A beings, and Existential Resurrection, which will resurrect you even from annihilation by a Tier 1-A entity."
Mars: "Thanks, Papa. One last thing—send me in the place of Ultron."
Azura Mazda: "Very well. Anything else?"
Mars: "Yes. Make sure I don't lose my emotions. And erase all lust and sexual desires from me. I want none of that to cloud my mind."
Azura Mazda: "Done! Have fun, my son."
Azura raised his hand and made a simple motion. Mars's body slowly disintegrated into pure light. As his son vanished, Azura looked at the empty space and smiled gently.
Azura Mazda: "Son, huh...? I guess this is what being a parent feels like."
Mars POV
I slowly regained consciousness. The world felt different. Clearer. Cleaner. My thoughts sharper than ever before. I recognized the surroundings instantly—Stark Tower. Marvel Earth-199999. The cinematic universe.
Mars: "I rename myself... Raphael."
The moment the name passed through my mind, it was engraved into the very core of my soul. My existence stabilized. I felt a 12% increase in strength immediately.
'Let's test this brain out... Thought Acceleration: x1,000,000.'
Raphael: "Time to organize status... complete."
Status
Name: RaphaelAge: 0 daysCrest: Azura CrestProtection: All of Origin
Outer Skills:
Existential Resurrection
Origin Skills:
Void God Azathoth
Creation God Azura Mazda
Ultimate Skills:
Wisdom God's Brain/Mind (Raphael)
Sub Skills:
Thought Acceleration: Processes thoughts one million times faster
Analytical Appraisal: Instantly analyzes anything visually
Parallel Operation: Multithreaded thinking processes
Chant Annulment: Removes the need for magical chanting
All of Creation: Comprehends any observable phenomenon
All of the Void: Understands concealed or transcendent phenomena
Synthesis/Separation: Combines or splits skills and matter
Skill Modification: Alter and adjust existing abilities
Future Attack Prediction: Predicts attacks as light trails, and enforces them as inevitable events
Unique Skills:
Omni-Concealment
Extra Skills:
None
Skills:
None
To be continued…