The story starts with a young man standing on the edge of a extremely tall Building.
This man is standing at 6 ft 2 rocking a sturdy short curly top with the tip of his curls being Silver and the rest of his hair being black. He has black Jeans with Gray scratches on them, a black shirt, and Black white and gray shoes with his jacket following the same color scheme.
As he stands on the edge of the building, he thinks about how he even got to this position.
Reality Sorcerers.
3 years ago.
We look back at a house in Detroit, Michigan. Where a black man with a low fade that looks to be in his 50s is talking to someone who appears to be his son. They talk in the living room of there house. With both of them siting down in there respective chairs.
One of the most powerful beings known to mankind. One of the most dangerous beings to ever live. An huge threat to society or even beyond Society. The old man says.
What are they? The boy says.
The old man responds, They're just like us. Nothing more then human. Humans cursed with abilities only gods should have.
Dang! How did they even get these powers? The boys said enthusiastically.
All thanks to a powerful god named Araxion. The god of infinity. And the god of realities. This man gave them these powers out of pure boredom. He wanted to be entertained. So he creates "The Rumble Of Realities." Says the old man.
The boys starts rubbing his chin.
The Rumble of Realities. That's a interesting name. So tell me pops.
The boy leans up in his chair
What exactly is this "rumble of realities?" The boy asked
The rumble of realities is where Araxion curses….well in his terms blesses ramdom people with random powers and they only have one goal with there power. Eliminate All Reality Sorcerers.
Interesting but….why though? The boys asked.
The old man leans up in his chair and makes a serious face.
So they could receive the great gift from Araxion. Once all reality sorcerers are defeated, they'll gain the ability to restart all of reality in there image. They could make there own perfect reality and no one could stop them.
The boy responds That's crazy pops.
The old man leans back in his chair.
Real crazy.
The boy look down at the floor and the looks back up.
But naw cause who would even want that type of power?
Simple. a man with nothing to lose. See it is true that Reality sorcerers are picked randomly. But it's mostly the no lifers, the homeless, the greedy, the desperate, and you want to know what all these people have in common? They want to have a second chance in life.
Mmmmm.
But that is only part of the reason most people want to win the rumble of realities. But if you asked all of them, they're all basically gonna say the same thing. They want something the only the gods can give them.
Oh for real? That's some different stuff right there.
Yeah. I remember when the rumble of realities first started. Many people were scared. They didn't want to leave the house and rightfully so. It was a bloody free for all. Right in the center of a peaceful world.
Once these people gained such powers. They wear reckless. Ruthless. They did anything to eliminate each other without caring for anyone else cause the the way they see it. If the powerless where killed cause of them. They where nothing more then collateral damage. I was just 5 year old youngin when this all started but now. It's still crazy. But not as bad as back then.
The boy responds. That….is really messed up pops.
Very. As time passed there were even scientists who where studying what was happening. The man says
Yeah for real? What was they saying? The boy asked
They say buildings became the strength of planets, And as for the actual planets they became strong enough to be able to withstand these planet level buildings. After earth became stronger, the other planets became around the same strength. Weaker then earth if they were smaller. Stronger then earth if they were bigger. Afterwards, the sun became stronger to withstand the planets and so on and so on.
Dang! The boys said loudly
All just to be able to withstand each other cause if not, it could be possible for all of reality to get crushed into one small dot.
So how do you even defeat these people?
That's the crazy part. I seems like the only people that can defeat reality sorcerers are reality sorcerers. But it's not impossible for a non reality sorcerer beat them it'll just we very hard for them.
The boy leans back on his chair thinking and listening.
But to answer your question, they can only get killed by a physical attack like a punch and a kick. Other attacks like beams and stuff like that could hurt them but it could never kill them. And that's not even there strongest from of protection. Reality sorcerers aren't gods. But despite that, Not even gods could kill them unless they fought them one on one.
Wow pops, that's crazy. The boy says
Yeah. That's why I told you to give up your reality sorcerer powers Quadeem because it's too dangerous out there. All these reality sorcerers out there battling each other while there are people trying to life there normal life. I didn't want you to be apart of all that. Plus. I don't want you do die.
Quadeem Smirks
Quadeem: Naw I appreciate that pops I really do. Man I ain't even want to be a Reality Sorcerer anyways. Sounds like a whole lotta work. But it's all good though though cause once I master the Family sword. Ain't no reality sorcerer gonna want the smoke pops and that's on me!
This man is Quadeem. He is a Brownskin with locks that go down to his ear. And he has home clothes on so not much to talk about there. He was 14 years old at this time.
Quadeem's Dad: hmm. Want the smoke? Is that what y'all kids say these days.
Quadeem: Dang pops, you too old school
Quadeem's Dad: Aye listen son I'm not THAT old ok?
Quadeem: Your over 50 pops. Not even pushing 50. Your over it's pops!
Quadeem's dad: only over by three years Quadeem!
Quadeem:…yeah exactly that's old.
Quadeem's Dad: Whatever little man.
Quadeem: Little man? pops I'm taller then you.
Quadeem's dad: and I'm over 50. That's what you said right.
Quadeem: touché, pops.
Pops gives a warn laugh.
Quadeem's dad: But yeah I just wanted to tell you why you couldn't be no reality sorcerer. Cause since your mother was a reality sorcerer you would've been a reality sorcerer at birth. Also know as a Man made Reality Sorcerer.
Quadeem: You know pops you could've told me this a few years ago when I actually gave the powers up. I still would've understood.
Quadeem's dad: Yeah but I didn't wanna risk it. You was young man and your imagination could've ran free. But aye you still have the sword so put it to good use! You know back in my day they called me—
Quadeem: Raheem. The Symbol Of Swordmanship. I know pops you never stop bragging about it. Like dang, you be talking like it happened yesterday.
Raheem: Son whenever I talk about my days. It always feel like it happened yesterday.
This is Raheem. This man would be standing at 6 ft 4 but he's on a wheelchair for unknown reasons.
Quadeem: So. When is mom going to finish up with the food I'm strarving!
Raheem: Give it some time. You already know when the food comes it will be as amazing as her kisses.
Quadeem: Ew dad.
Raheem: You say "ew" now but when you have a girlfriend you'll understand.
Quadeem: Yeah, one day…..hopefully
Quadeem gets up from his chair and gets a good stretch in.
Quadeem: Well alright pops if that's all you was gonna talk about, I'll be in my room. Starving to death.
Raheem: The food will be done soon. I'll call ya.
Quadeem: Ok bet.
Raheem: Bet what?
Quadeem looks at Raheem in disappointment.
Quadeem:…..Just call me when the food's ready pops. And oh yeah, if you talking about you how didn't want my imagination to run free, then good luck explaining that with Kage. The youngbull has the imagination of a 12 year old manga artist on crack. Bro could make of billion dollars businesses with that mind of his.
Raheem: Ain't that right. But don't worry I'll find a way to explain it
Quadeem: Yeah. Hopefully that way wor—-
As Quadeem turns around, he sees Kage. A light brown skin 12 year old boy. Being in awe about what Raheem just said.
Quadeem: Yo little dude. You didn't hear was me and pops was talking about rig—-
Kage: YO POPS STORY WITH THE REALITY SORCERERS AND EM? YO THAT JAWN WAS TUFF FOR REAL!
Quadeem: Yep, he heard all of it, good luck Pops
Raheem: Oh brother.