Ancient God in the Modern World

His consciousness blurred as the time of his 'death' drew nearer. After a few moments, it became completely dark, but he had his thoughts.

He was confused. This should not happen. According to the experience of the other divine spirits, they will lose their consciousness and all their thoughts, and they will only regain them when there is enough divine energy to sustain them. He did not know if he was truly dead or he was in the process of revival.

All his subjects are in the city and dead along with its destruction. There should be no one left. He should not be able to receive any divine energy.

But strange, this divine energy is unlike the other divine energies that his followers generated. Though it is faint, it is very pure. If this is much thicker, it will only be a couple of centuries before he will be revived. But it does not matter. As long as it can sustain his consciousness, it will be fine. He had lived for a very long time. Living like this shouldn't be too much as long as he did not die. He will have a big chance to be revived in this state.

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After who knows how long, he had decided to comprehend his authority. He began with a question, "what does it mean to live?"

"Does this mean to eat and sleep?"

"Perhaps no, maybe to live is to have an identity. Yes, that must be it."

"But what is my identity?"

"Who am I?"

"The divine spirit of life and death?"

"No, in this state, I am not him."

"He was just way too powerful, and I am nothing."

…

Time passed by, and he began to forget some of his memories. This implies that as long as he comprehends life and death, the divine energy that is barely holding himself will fall short. Some of his parts will not be supplied with divine energy and will temporarily disappear.

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"No, this is not it."

"This is not life. This is death!"

"Yes, death, so cold and chilly!"

"I want to live again!"

"I want to live a life in vanity."

"I will rebuild my city, and I will enjoy everything in it."

"I will discover what I have not discovered in the past. I will not let anyone trample over me."

"I will reign supreme." He yelled in his mind loudly as he finally determined what he would do as soon as he was revived. But that did not do him good. He lost his consciousness as he yelled. He depleted the faint divine energy that he had stored over the time that he was here.

At this point, he was truly dead.

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Meanwhile, on earth, trillions and billions of years ahead of time, year 3020, a young man at the age of fifteen is running with a bloody knife on his hands, and his shirt is stained with blood.

"Brat, Allen. Don't you dare run from us," said one of his pursuers.

His name is Allen Godfre.

Three gangsters were pursuing him after he killed his 'best friend.' His 'best friend,' Rick, raped and killed his sister after joining a gang.

He can see that Rick likes his sister, and he does not mind it, although her sister doesn't like him. He thought that he should let them be. Maybe her sister would eventually learn to love him someday. But, it did not happen as he had expected. Rick Raped her sister after he had joined 'Plague River Gang.' They are notorious for the assassinations in the city that they were in.

Rick was personally invited by the leader of the gang, the Plague Master. He valued him so much for the ability that he awakened. He can absorb the spiritual energy of others and make them his own.

In this world, spiritual energy is very precious. It will determine if a person can wield an ability or not. Those that did not have an ability are trash, while those that have an ability are gods. They can do everything they want as long as they have enough strength.

Some were born with an ability, and some were not. Rick was one of the former groups, while Allen belonged to the latter. The awakening usually happens at the age of fifteen, and beyond that age, they will no longer be awakened.

But even if they did not awaken an ability, they can learn skills, but unlike those that awakened their ability, their progress will be slow.

Allen's pursuers are also ability users.

No matter how he runs, he cannot shake them off, and it's only a matter of time before they can catch him. If that happens, Allen will surely be dead. But he can no longer run. His legs no longer have strength.

He was trying to reach the street full of people. There, he will have a chance to live, But before he even reached, one of the gangsters shot a fireball at him.

This gangster has awakened an ability. He can create a fireball and shoot it towards his enemy.

A fire-related ability user can learn more fire-related abilities, or they can derive other skills based on their ability. In that way, they can quickly improve, but that is better said than done.

Allen was hit on his back, but because there is a considerably massive distance between them, he is not killed in one hit. But the flesh on his back was burned, and the smell of roasted meat drifted in the air.

"Allen, don't you know that the Plague Master valued Rick?" the fireball ability user said, full of hatred. If they nurtured Rick, they might have a chance to soar into the heavens, but even before that could happen, Allen destroyed all their hopes and dreams.

Their hatred for him is so deep, and they wanted to kill him with the most miserable way to die. But contrary to them, Allen wanted life. He had dreams that he wanted to fulfill.

He wants to live a life of vanity. He wants to build his city where he can enjoy everything. He wants to discover all the wonders of this world. And, most of all, he wants to reign supreme.

Right at this moment, an influx of divine energy was generated, and the slumbering divine spirit of life and death was awakened.

He was so happy that if he had a body, he would have jumped in joy. Right now, he was getting impatient. He did not know if he would be awakened again if he entered another divine slumber. Thus, he had decided to use all the divine energies that he got from the influx to possess one of its sources.

He found six sources, five middle-aged men and a young man.

The five middle-aged men cannot accommodate his authority because there is a mark in their souls. This mark is the same as the authority that he has but much weaker.

He despised it. It was so weak and so dim. It was nothing compared to his. But on closer look, it has lots of potential. With proper molding, it can become one of the brightest and one of the most powerful.

Meanwhile, unlike the five middle-aged men, the young man has not awakened any ability making him the most suitable one to possess.

Without further ado, he started the process.

When the five middle-aged men were about to kill Allen, all of a sudden, an influx of unknown energy appeared in his body. Then, he shone in brilliant light as the merging process started.

The divine soul entered his body and merged with his mortal soul. Allen saw many memories flash into his mind. He shouted in pain as his soul was too weak to accommodate the memories that remained in the dying divine soul.

Allen then heard a voice in his mind, "young man, leave your dreams to me. I will fulfill them for you and make them even grander."

Although Allen wanted to resist, he was not powerful enough.. The divine soul assimilated his mortal soul then, for the final process, the authority of life and death lit up as it completed the merging process.