'This life is boring' thought Roland by the sidewalk, waiting for the light to turn green.
'How many years has it been?' He looked up to the grey sky. A drop of rain fell on his left cheek.
"W-watch out!"
Roland's eyes slid to the sound the voice. His eyes sharp and lifeless. A truck was about hit a highschool student. Roland sighed, "Same old, same old." The bustling crowded street froze in silence. Everything and everyone seeemed stuck in place. Roland walked nonchalantly towards the student who was about to be hit by the truck. The truck was frozen in place and you could see the drunk driver's face covered in fear. Roland walked by the unmoving people and stood in front of the student.
"This must be you're unlucky day kid, no reincarnation to a fantasy world for you." Roland roughly grabbed the kid by the collar and threw to the side, out of the truck's way. Even though the kid was thrown roughly, there was no change in his expression. After fixing that problem, Roland walked back silently into the crowd unnoticed.
Time flowed once again.
Screeeecccchh!
"AAAAaaahhhh!"
The crowd was expecting a bloody scene that would huant their dreams but what they were expecting to see didn't happen.
The kid was alive and safe by the side clutching his shoulder. Except for a few bruises and a painful shoulder, he was totally fine.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
What happened!?
"People should really watched out when walking on the street" Roland mumbled as he walked into his favourite tea place called "Just Tea"
"Welcome Sir. It's nice to see that you're here again." The waiter by the door smiled and led him to a quiet and cozy seat by the window. "Will it just be your regular?" The waiter asked politely. Roland nodded.
Minutes later a soft fragrant smell drifted to his nose as his tea was placed in front of him. The waiter bowed saying, " Please enjoy." and walked away.
Roland drank the plain but delicious tea while slowly sinking into his own thoughts.
Roland is a god. Thousand of year ago, the demons and gods fought a battle for control over the planet. The earth was destroyed and all the demons and demi-gods perished. Roland didn't want to participate in the war and was out casted by the other gods. When the war was over, Roland reailzed he was the only god left. Looking over the destroyed earth, Roland felt pity for it's inhabitants so he rebuilt the planet earth. He used most of his power that he was now stuck on the planet he made. He couldn't get into contact with "Mother". Mother is the mother of all the gods. He's just now waiting for Mother to come and save him from this prison called earth. However, his waiting lasted for 2489 years in earths time.
As time passed, he was changing along with it. His was body was turning more human. It could feel the difference in temperatures and feel pain when stabbed with a knife. The power in his body was slowly fading as the years continued. Being stuck on earth isn't even the worst part. Everytime someone dies on earth, Roland feels their pain and suffering. Before it would still be bearable because the world was yet to be populated and war was not always the answer, but now, every second someone is dying.
A scary thought was always on his mind.
'Am going to die here?'
It is supposed to be impossible for a god to die however, there are some special circumstances.
Roland placed the tea cup onto the table and watched the rain slide down the window. "Death wouldn't be so bad" Roland smiled.
Boooom!
A car parked near the Roland's window exploded and window shards were lodged into Roland's body. A large shard of glass was deep inside his forehead. Blood dripped down his cheek next to his smile.
Cries were heard from the coffee cafe but thankfully no one was hurt except the man who sat by the window everyday...