All Chapters of Reborn And Chosen By Three Gods: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
11 chapters
CHAPTER 1
The flash of flame and light, intense heat, and a wave of overwhelming force slammed into him like the hand of God. The bright pain lasted for only the briefest instant, almost long enough for him to realize he was dead. What happened next was unclear, but it didn't follow his expectations. All the lessons he'd learned in his Sunday school years, then at his parent's side in the pews of the community church, meant he knew what comes next. He was ready. His heart yearned to be reunited with the one he loved, the one he'd so recently lost. Hope flared but was soon replaced by confusion. He felt... a physical sensation. Wasn't he dead? He couldn't have survived the explosion. Unwanted memories of his last moments flashed through his mind in a jumble. Approaching the worksite storage shed at his last contract position. Sparks. The smell of gasoline spilled onto the mud floor with a strong undertone of... garlic? His outrage at hearing his tools had been dumped in the shed. Th
CHAPTER 2
Hemlin was feeling his fifty-two years as he opened the cathedral's catacomb entrance before the sun reached the horizon. He had maybe ten minutes before dawn, so they had to hurry. His assistant, Baxly, was right behind him, lugging a large sack of freshly laundered tunics for today's new arrivals. A second bag contained simple leather slipper shoes. One-size-fits-all for both items. Their job wasn't to make them pretty, just presentable in public. He made his assistant do the carrying these days as his chronic back injury was acting up again. He was grateful for the job the Cathedral gave him as it paid for his family's lodging and meals. The side job he'd signed on for earned him the money he'd need when his back finally gave out. The older man stretched carefully as Baxly watched him nervously, and he hid his smile. It was kind of sweet that his assistant was concerned about his health. "Are you going to finish teaching me the ceremonies today? I still don't know all of th
CHAPTER 3
The man pulled the tunic over his head, then froze as Hemlin's words finally began to sink in. "Wait... what did you say about being brought to the world." Hemlin nodded grimly. "You are in the catacombs of the Cathedral of Rebirth in the capital city of Genthale in the Human Kingdom of Thale. Welcome, new arrival." At the older man's words, Baxly mirrored the older man's gesture and bowed his head as the ritual required. Confused eyes watched the two men cautiously as his head shook slowly. "Your world? You're telling me I'm not on Earth?" Hemlin nodded. "Yes, you have been reborn on our world. Many new arrivals have no memory of their previous lives. Can you tell me if you recall anything? Do you know your name?" The younger man leaned back in shock. "I-I remember everything. My name is Alex Frost. H-how do I know this isn't some elaborate prank?" Baxly snorted in surprise, then looked embarrassed. "Apologies. This is the first time I've heard a new arrival express such do
CHAPTER 4
Alex stood before the closed doors of a very large and grand cathedral on an alien world. Either that or he'd been transported back in time. Or lost his mind. That option was still on the table. Dawn's light was just beginning to touch the top of the cathedral's spire, but the sky was becoming brighter, and he could see the two-story structures surrounding the open plaza before the church. They were right out of an epic medieval-times movie. He looked to see signs he was on a lot of a movie studio, but that was a long shot. A few industrious souls were starting their day, rushing by with loads of goods on wooden, wheeled carts headed for a market or just getting to work themselves. Some of the storefronts were beginning to open as well. What Alex had accepted as nonsense earlier was becoming all too true as he saw some of the people going by weren't... human. He did his best not to stare at the hulking, green-skinned being striding along, tusks jutting up from his bottom lip
Chapter 5
In Alex's next coherent moment, he realized he was outside, naked, covered in blood, dirt, and worse things as he sat on his butt on the dusty ground of a small courtyard. The shredded bodies of at least five men were scattered around the small space. One man had been thrown through a heavy door that hung crookedly from its top hinge. The exit led out of the courtyard into the street beyond. The body piercing the shattered door wore a red vest. He heard whimpers coming from behind him and turned to see four naked people, blindfolded and gagged, sitting in the dust as he was but huddled together a few feet away. He turned his head in the opposite direction to see a small home with its door and frame exploded outward from the wall. Inside was another gruesome slaughterhouse. More bodies in various states of dismemberment. Glancing up, he estimated it was sometime past noon, but he was unsure how long he'd been unconscious in the basement cell. Was it still his first day on this
CHAPTER 6
Alex dropped the hem, then turned back to see the thoughtful expression on the man's face. "Could I get some background on who the Gods of this world are? I was raised to follow a singular God on Earth, and I have no clue who these new Gods are." "Your world has only one God?" Silvain asked in surprise. Alex was caught by that. "Well, truthfully, many people worship many different gods on Earth, but one of the most followed religions where I lived has a singular God. That's the one I... once followed." Grakkesh gestured for them to sit in the chairs before the Commander's desk, so they did. Then he spoke. "There are thirteen Gods on our world. Each represents different aspects of Magic and grants those they bring here abilities over those aspects," Alex blinked at the Dwarf with wide eyes. "Magic?" Grakkesh smiled. "My gift is not something I can visibly demonstrate. Commander?" Silvain frowned and held out his palm where a ball of flame suddenly appeared with no visible
CHAPTER 7
Silvain didn't look happy but wasn't arguing, so the Dwarf continued. "Alex must be allowed to register with the Guild and find his way as all new arrivals do. It will be up to the scholars to debate what three blessings mean and the odd timing for the return of the three Gods," he said in conclusion. Silvain leaned back in his chair with a thump, but Alex picked up that he was agreeing to set Alex free. "We will take our leave then. Thank you, Commander," Grakkesh said and stood, gesturing for Alex to accompany him. Looking the Commander in the eye, Alex nodded and gave him a little bow as he didn't know how else to appease the man's distrust. Finally, he just rushed after the Guild Master. They walked through the grand halls of the Genthale Knights headquarters and were soon out on the street. Alex looked up and saw the sun was giving signs it would be setting shortly. He turned his head to catch Grakkesh's eye. "What did you mean by the God's return and their odd timing
CHAPTER 8
Alex returned his attention to the form. He filled in his full name (Alexander Frost), age, sex and stopped at race. He looked at the Dwarf who told him to put Human. He pointed out other Adventurers who were Elves, Orcs, and even one of the Beast-Kin. Alex completed the form and signed it. He noted the deity field had all three names in it. "This little box at the top needs a drop of blood to lock the spell on the form. This will prevent it from being destroyed or altered," the Guild Master explained. Alex nodded and held his hand out over the form. Grakkesh poked his finger with a blade to provide the blood for the spell. The cut on Alex's finger glowed red briefly, restoring it to its original state. Grakkesh was watching closely and nodded to himself, pleased. "I've been alive for over three hundred years, and this is the first time I've witnessed Restoration Magic. It feels different too," he said. This caused another stir among the gathered Adventurers. The ones who ca
CHAPTER 9
It was a well-known secret that Ungar was impatiently waiting for his father to pass on. Charette sent another concerned look at the king, but the man waved it off with a weary gesture. The commander picked up from this that the sixty-seven-year-old regent had been expressing his concerns about the prince's impatience, but the warnings were falling on deaf ears. King Alvarest wasn't the wisest leader to rule the kingdom, but there was peace and general stability. Ungar's future reign was something to be concerned about, as the man's emotions were... volatile. King Alvarest shook his head and faced the two waiting to give their report. "Commander Silvain, it has come to my attention that the slavery ring your people were hunting has come to a bloody end." "Yes, your majesty. All members of the slave ring are dead. One citizen found to be colluding with the slavers was caught attempting to flee the city. He pulled a knife on the guard in his attempt to escape and was killed," Si
Chapter 10
Dale smiled sympathetically at the woman he'd known for years. Lyra was such a lovely young halfling, born from a Human mother and Elf father, but her face almost glowed red when she got angry. He hid his smile. This color contrasted beautifully with her sandy blonde hair, which hung down her back to mid-thigh.She was one of the truly beautiful people he'd met when he arrived on this world. Not only did she have her dazzling looks, but this was matched by her warm and caring personality. A perfect accompaniment to her role as party healer. Her skills were second to none thanks to the God's Blessings she had from her powerful mother and father."Let's get dinner at the Wanderer Inn. The meat stew is delicious, and Gerritt isn't welcome there." That got him an amused snort from Lyra as she knew Gerritt lost his right to enter due to making a nuisance of himself with the innkeeper's daughter. She nodded wearily and rubbed her hot face.As they walked, Dale snuck peeks at the blonde in c