"I, Magnar Odinson, God of Life, grant the people of Babylon strong bodies and longevity, living twice as long," I declared, and a golden light shone, covering everyone.
As the light subsided, the people came out looking much cleaner and healthier...
Actually, I did not do much for them. I just gave them better immunity and stronger bodies. They can maybe live up to a hundred... which isn't all that much... but if you think about the current time, such a long-lived human would practically be considered some kind of immortal. Since people live to be around 30 on average, a guy being a hundred has lived more than three generations of others...
Anyways, I was getting bored of keeping up the act. So, I hastened things up a bit, after the celebrations, they collectively decided on a king.
I decided to grant the chosen king a power. This power was a unique one I thought of...
I decided to give a small fraction of the power to each of the populace of Babylon. Of course, they can't use this power—it just exists within everyone—and when they vote, this power will be transferred from them to the one they selected as the king for a time period of ten years. Only the king can use the power. Oh, and he can also grant his powers to the nobles too, since the king, under no circumstance, can utilize over 50% of the power's full strength.
Let's name this power The Force of the Chosen King.
No, it is not like Odin force, and no, I have not succeeded in copying it yet, or rather, Raph needs more time....
Anyways, comparing this force with Odin force is crazy, their battle would be like, Atomic bomb vs Coughing baby... This force was mostly symbolic and would make you a decently strong member of Avengers, nothing more.
But, through this, I have effectively created democracy in the human world. People can elect their new king, and this election will be fair too...
Yeah, I have also given the force basic consciousness to ensure fair elections (which will be somewhat rigged towards my bias), and whenever someone stands for an election, the force within them would automatically activate to receive votes (force) from others . People can vote with just their wishes—they just need to think, and the force within them would transfer to the one they select. After the elections are over, the one who has the largest amount of the force within them would receive the entirety of the force.
And, after a period of ten years, the force would once again return to the people, ready for the next election. Of course, there was another countermeasure: if the chosen king displeases over 60% of the populace, he can have his force taken away forcibly, to be returned back to the people, ready to choose a new and better king.
After being satisfied with this system, I explained about it to the Babylonians and implemented it, And I also told the people of Babylon about my temple on the nearby mountain... Yeah, I turned my castle into a temple...
Then, I got the best stonemason in town to write about the entire ordeal that happened today on a stone. I even created the stone specifically so it would last a long time.
Then I went back to my palace (temple), once again met with Freyja, and explained the entire thing to her.
"Whattt!!!" Freyja shouted loudly at me...
"Hey... I know what I did to the Babylonians was bad... but I gave them that blessing afterwards, right? It would completely make up for it... probably..." I said, trying to explain myself. It really wasn't my fault... I really thought it was the best idea...
'It was a great idea, right, Raph?' I asked Raph for assurance.
[Absolutely, Master. The plan was flawless, and you made no mistakes at all. Be confident. You are not in the wrong.]
'Of course you would say that... It was your fucking idea!!!'
[.....hehe.....]
'....'
"Not that, you bastard!! You forgot to include me!! You did all that and didn't even bother to tell me about it??!! I wanted to join too!! You get an epic about yourself, and I am not even mentioned in it!!! Tell me, did you tell them about me?!" Freyja shouted.
"..."
[...]
"Hmmm... I was here to take you there so that I could introduce you... believe me..." I explained. Now it was Freyja's turn to make a blank face.
"Seriously? You expect me to believe that?" Freyja asked with a deadpan face.
"Ummm, yes? That's why I said it... Have you hit your head, Freyja?" I asked her jokingly, then went and hugged her. "I am sorry I shouldn't have left my Freyja back here alone. Look, she can't even take proper care of herself—she hit her head and became even dumber..." I sighed and patted her back with love and care.
But this world is cruel, and the people, crueler... Freyja did not appreciate my affection and landed a punch right on my nose, as I had bent down to hug her... It was one of the greatest betrayals I had ever experienced...
"Ahhh, my NOSE!!! NO!!! I am turning into Voldemort!!!" I shouted, exaggerating and trying to act funny...
And guess what? It worked. She started giggling, before saying, "Shut up!!! What's a Voldemort?"
"Hahhh... I would love to explain dear....sadly, you are too stupid to understand it....." I sighed and her giggle turned into a dark, small smile....
Now, As the God of Wisdom, I will give you a piece of advice: If she is Smiling while being angry, you are not safe. Run away.
"Hit my head? No, my dear... Of course it was you who got hit, right? Surely you don't mean to say that you were in your right mind and forgot about your lovely fiancée, right?" The sly witch has spoken... Dad was right about women—they are far too dangerous...
Oh, and remember my words—run away before she gets you. Humans evolved the ability to run for long distances without getting tired so that they can run far away from their angry wives. Utilize that. Don't let the efforts of your ancestors go to waste.
So, what excuse should I give now?... Hmmm, let's see if this works... "Haha... It was that black woman's fault... I was a bit muddleheaded due to all those punches in my head, but don't worry, I have already destroyed her, so you don't have to take revenge for me. And my healing ability is very strong. I am already clearheaded. Let's go visit Babylon. I am about to make every human burn in envy by showing off my girl..."
"Every human? Does that count the women too? How are you going to make them envious?" Freyja smirked. She dares to debate with the God of Wisdom... she clearly doesn't see Mount Tai.
"Of course, because they would burn in envy since they would come to understand that they got zero chances to be with me, since I already have a fiancée so beautiful... How can you be so dumb, my dear?... It must be the blonde hair..." I sighed, holding my head, while Freyja just acted more and more barbaric... unreasonable woman...
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Hello everyone,
I am back with another chapter, if you disliked the quality of the last chapter, sorry about that, I was practically half asleep writing that, please tell me if this chapter turned out good.
Anyways, back to important topics, vote for me, and grant your force (Power stones) to me, I shall lead Babylon to greatness!!! And you, my subjects, would get a chapter as reward every day.