It was a long day, Xasxquar wanted to have another joint lecture with Swana, but the current timetable wouldn't allow them. Though they both were disappointed, the Jèrmolog definitely wasn't; frankly, he was sadistically enjoying the disappointed faces of both Xasxquar and Swana.
But Xasxquar had more to worry about. After going home, he turned on the screen to see his favorite show, the "defective detectives", but instead of that, there was an emergency news report, a police squad had arrested a bounty hunter, and the hunter was searching for none other than Xasxquar…
Xasxquar was completely flabbergasted by why anybody would try to kill a nerd like him, but then, as the report continued, the person who sent the bounty hunter was revealed, a young woman with blonde hair and a mole on her right cheek, and unfortunately, Xasxquar recognized the woman, it was the interviewer he met when he decided to get some quick cash, though she only asked two questions, she somehow got a villianous intent, to kill him, which was very easy, compared to his size, a squirrel could bruise him in a fist fight and win, or a strong gust of wind to pin him to the ground, or a single pebble thrown by an ant would hospitalize him. Then why hire a mercenary who has escaped the police for five years straight, just so that he could get caught?...
But now his life was on the line, he had to get himself the protection, or he could just snitch on the interviewer to the police, so he did, he snitched on her to the police, but the police already put her in custody, and since he had half an hour left before college over, he decided to ask her:
"Why, why kill a frail nerd like me?"
She replied with tears in her eyes, "I don't want to… but the G-Gre-Great Master wants your soul and your medallion, or -he will KILL MY SON!"
Xasxquar replied, "Take me to him, I'll give your son back."
The interviewer suddenly clicked a button in her pocket. Why didn't she use it before? Only God knows, they got teleported to an old warehouse, where Master Junghybt's whistle apparatus was on a bigger and louder scale, but even in these insane situations, Xasxquar wasn't surprised, as he always knew that something was off with the old hag. Master Junghybt mercilessly threw the interviewer's son onto the ground, and they both teleported away. It began the confrontation with Master Junghybt and his whistling apparatus, as Xasxquar started asking questions, Master Junghybt interrupted and said "You have powers you couldn't even bare to imagine, you gotten this far of completing my work for me, yet you had stop, and spy, didn't you, you think that out of all the students I have seen, I couldn't have figured out yours earthly, silly, childish tricks… a camera drone in the shape of a fly?, how absurd of you to spy on a godly being, you think that I can't figure out such imbeclic techniques of yours?, I've taught, trained, and killed several students, and you'll be one of the ones I killed. Your soul, your medallion, just the things I want to ascend as an immortal, godly being, where everyone will bow down to me. PREPARE FOR YOUR GRUESOME DEATH!"
Xasxquar, completely confused, started getting ready for some magic, but magic wouldn't save him. He tried a teleportation spell he learnt through the dialect, but it didn't work. Master Junghybt began once again.
"You could have kept silent, but no, you just had to publicly announce your inferior intellect, for what?, Money, and your insipid mother trying to get those powers for herself, but wait no longer, soon everyone will revere the name SUPREME BEING JUNGHYBT, while you lie powerless beneath the ground I step on, atleast that will make your grave ever more holy, I'll even put a crown on your grave, a Holy Crown, but I will miss your slave work, you could've completed the dialect's translation, now PERISH TO THE MIGHT OF JUNGHYBT"
Xasxquar, truly powerless against the attacks of Junghybt, could do nothing other than dodge. While Junghybt shouted;
"Stay still, you POSSUM"
Then a strike full of power and energy hit Xasxquar, and he was blown away with full force, falling after hitting the door. A thud, Xasxquar lay motionless, unable to do anything, not even dodge, but instead of finishing the job, Junghybt decided to give Xasxquar a few moments to think about his worthless life, while Junghybt laughed at his weakness. Xasxquar was bleeding; he noticed a small glow in the middle of his wound, surprised by what even that is. Then, finally, Junghybt hit him with one of the strongest spells, obliterating his left arm. Xasxquar screamed in excruciating agony. He opened his eyes, and he saw his left arm was still there. He looked at his surroundings, all white, a bright white glow at the end of the room, then he heard voices, whispers of someone telling Xasxquar to accept his destiny, then it went dark, multiple voices telling him to accept this destiny, and he saw all his memories flash before his eyes, the voices getting louder, "Accept your destiny, embrace your true power" Xasxquar asked "Who are you?"
The unreal being showed itself; it changed the room's ambience in just a snap, and said, "I am a god, above all gods, I control the universe and make sure this universe follows the Path of the Scroll, you partied at the wrong time, and didn't translate the twelfth page of my dialect, hence you didn't realize you had godly, magical powers, flowing through your veins, hence you lost this fight, this was not the said in the Path of the Scroll hence, I came correct it, here look at your powers, now repeat after me, ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱠᱤᱨᱤᱭᱟᱹ ᱤᱧ ᱦᱟᱛᱟᱣ ᱮᱫᱟ ᱡᱮ ᱱᱤᱛ ᱠᱷᱚᱱ ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱤᱧᱟᱜ ᱵᱚᱸᱜᱟ ᱫᱟᱲᱮ ᱫᱚ Xasxfqe ᱨᱮᱭᱟᱜ ᱢᱟᱨᱟᱝ ᱵᱷᱟᱹᱜᱤ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱤᱧ ᱵᱮᱵᱚᱦᱟᱨᱟ, ᱤᱧᱟᱜ ᱟᱛᱢᱟ ᱫᱚ ᱤᱧ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱠᱟᱱ ᱡᱚᱛᱚ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱞᱟᱦᱟ ᱥᱮᱱᱚᱜ ᱢᱟ, ᱟᱨ ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱟᱹᱰᱤ ᱵᱟᱹᱲᱤᱡ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱠᱟᱛᱮ ᱡᱤᱭᱚᱱ ᱨᱮᱭᱟᱜ ᱯᱟᱹᱛᱤᱭᱟᱹᱣ ᱠᱷᱚᱱ ᱤᱧ ᱧᱩᱨᱩᱜ ᱢᱟ᱾ᱟᱨ ᱦᱮ ᱱᱚᱸᱰᱮ ᱤᱧ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱢᱤᱫ ᱨᱮᱯᱷᱮᱨᱮᱱᱥ ᱢᱮᱱᱟᱜᱼᱟ"
Xasxquar uneasily repeated the strange phrase, "ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱠᱤᱨᱤᱭᱟᱹ ᱤᱧ ᱦᱟᱛᱟᱣ ᱮᱫᱟ ᱡᱮ ᱱᱤᱛ ᱠᱷᱚᱱ ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱤᱧᱟᱜ ᱵᱚᱸᱜᱟ ᱫᱟᱲᱮ ᱫᱚ Xasxfqe ᱨᱮᱭᱟᱜ ᱢᱟᱨᱟᱝ ᱵᱷᱟᱹᱜᱤ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱤᱧ ᱵᱮᱵᱚᱦᱟᱨᱟ, ᱤᱧᱟᱜ ᱟᱛᱢᱟ ᱫᱚ ᱤᱧ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱠᱟᱱ ᱡᱚᱛᱚ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱞᱟᱦᱟ ᱥᱮᱱᱚᱜ ᱢᱟ, ᱟᱨ ᱤᱧ ᱫᱚ ᱟᱹᱰᱤ ᱵᱟᱹᱲᱤᱡ ᱠᱟᱹᱢᱤ ᱠᱟᱛᱮ ᱡᱤᱭᱚᱱ ᱨᱮᱭᱟᱜ ᱯᱟᱹᱛᱤᱭᱟᱹᱣ ᱠᱷᱚᱱ ᱤᱧ ᱧᱩᱨᱩᱜ ᱢᱟ᱾ᱟᱨ ᱦᱮ ᱱᱚᱸᱰᱮ ᱤᱧ ᱞᱟᱹᱜᱤᱫ ᱢᱤᱫ ᱨᱮᱯᱷᱮᱨᱮᱱᱥ ᱢᱮᱱᱟᱜᱼᱟ"
The godly being said, "Now bloom, my child, bloom in the name of Shakru Erd, the god of the universe."