I wasn't necessarily the best person in Heaven. I was born on January 1, 1983, I died January 3...
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Prologue
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I wasn't necessarily the best person in Heaven. I was born on January 1, 1983, I died January 3, 2019. My name is Jake, and I am in a precarious position. It seems that I did some thing, or some things to please God. It also seems I did some thing, or some things to displease God. As it turns out the Bible is real, Heaven and Earth, and yes Hell are all real, demons, angels, spirits and other such supernatural things are totally real. God, in his own words, looked into my confused, guilty and quite relieved face after I came to the Judgement Seat and told me, "I'm going to do something interesting with you."
Immediately I recalled the old Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times". Immediately after wards, I was returned to the Earth, in the hospital where I died from being ran over by a car. They never caught the man or woman who ran me over. I also found something quite remarkable. I had a limited form of omniscience, and I was powerful, not all powerful, not quite all knowing, or omnipresent, but I possessed enormous power and knowledge. It was then that my mind was filled with the voice of God. "It's all yours now." My mind was filled with the images detailing everything from my life, from birth to death. I then saw all of Human history from the 20th century up until present day.
I could control time. I could control nature. I was immortal, maybe even eternal and capable of something no other man or woman could ever do in the history of the Human race. I was, in lack of a better word, a god. No, not YHVH, not God, but maybe a god. I found that I could exist nominally separate from time it'self. I could travel to the beginning of the 20th century, and I could live in two different time periods at once. I elected to try and live a life in the current day, and to live sometime in the past as well. I would have to decide where I would go. I knew, from God's words, that the Earth, indeed, the Human Race was mine.
The fact of this new reality was both thrilling, and chilling to me all the same. Exciting, there was so much that was racing through my mind then. What would I do?
Immediately I recalled the old Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times". Immediately after wards, I was returned to the Earth, in the hospital where I died from being ran over by a car. They never caught the man or woman who ran me over. I also found something quite remarkable. I had a limited form of omniscience, and I was powerful, not all powerful, not quite all knowing, or omnipresent, but I possessed enormous power and knowledge. It was then that my mind was filled with the voice of God. "It's all yours now." My mind was filled with the images detailing everything from my life, from birth to death. I then saw all of Human history from the 20th century up until present day.
I could control time. I could control nature. I was immortal, maybe even eternal and capable of something no other man or woman could ever do in the history of the Human race. I was, in lack of a better word, a god. No, not YHVH, not God, but maybe a god. I found that I could exist nominally separate from time it'self. I could travel to the beginning of the 20th century, and I could live in two different time periods at once. I elected to try and live a life in the current day, and to live sometime in the past as well. I would have to decide where I would go. I knew, from God's words, that the Earth, indeed, the Human Race was mine.
The fact of this new reality was both thrilling, and chilling to me all the same. Exciting, there was so much that was racing through my mind then. What would I do?
Chapter 1
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Austria/Hungary
Leonding, 1900 January 1
Adolph had been discovered by his father Alois in his bed, unable to open his eyes. The young boy's heart had stopped. Jake had always wondered what he would do if he had the power to kill Hitler before his rise to power. Understandably, this version of Hitler would be going to Heaven. He was only a child of eleven years old, after all. Buuuut maybe the whole Holocaust catastrophe that occurred in the early 20th century wouldn't have happened. This would be his first act as the "god" of the planet. He traveled back as far in time as he could, which, in this case, was 12:00 AM, January 1, 1900. But he didn't want to wait a full thirty something years to see if this all worked out, so for now, he teleported back to his current time and place, in January 4, 2019. Just discharged from the hospital, Jake left with a smile on his face.
It was going to be time for him to check the history books, and google. Googling on the computer as he got home, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. There, on the Wikipedia page was Adolph Hitler, born 1889, died 1945. Leader of the Third Reich, universally reviled man of the 20th century. Wondering what precisely had occurred, that would make the future unchanged, Jacob's eyes went upward. "But that's impossible."
For now, the so called new God of the world couldn't have known, but he would be alive outside of time and space. Forever fixed in the time of the 20th and 21st centuries, he would be creating, and be capable of ruling alternate time lines, and the future of Mankind for centuries, or maybe millenia to come. Somewhere out there, there was a Germany where Hitler never rose to power, where six million Jews and other millions of innocents and undesirables were never murdered or worse by one of the most brutal regimes that had ever existed.
Leonding, 1900 January 1
Adolph had been discovered by his father Alois in his bed, unable to open his eyes. The young boy's heart had stopped. Jake had always wondered what he would do if he had the power to kill Hitler before his rise to power. Understandably, this version of Hitler would be going to Heaven. He was only a child of eleven years old, after all. Buuuut maybe the whole Holocaust catastrophe that occurred in the early 20th century wouldn't have happened. This would be his first act as the "god" of the planet. He traveled back as far in time as he could, which, in this case, was 12:00 AM, January 1, 1900. But he didn't want to wait a full thirty something years to see if this all worked out, so for now, he teleported back to his current time and place, in January 4, 2019. Just discharged from the hospital, Jake left with a smile on his face.
It was going to be time for him to check the history books, and google. Googling on the computer as he got home, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. There, on the Wikipedia page was Adolph Hitler, born 1889, died 1945. Leader of the Third Reich, universally reviled man of the 20th century. Wondering what precisely had occurred, that would make the future unchanged, Jacob's eyes went upward. "But that's impossible."
For now, the so called new God of the world couldn't have known, but he would be alive outside of time and space. Forever fixed in the time of the 20th and 21st centuries, he would be creating, and be capable of ruling alternate time lines, and the future of Mankind for centuries, or maybe millenia to come. Somewhere out there, there was a Germany where Hitler never rose to power, where six million Jews and other millions of innocents and undesirables were never murdered or worse by one of the most brutal regimes that had ever existed.
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Chapter 2
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"So, that's how it is, then. . ." Jake stated to himself, as he sat at the desk of his computer. "So, my power exists in two places. If I return to where I was, or if I went to that alternate reality, I could see what I had done in the long term."
"Here, however, the past cannot be altered. Yikes, I'm a hyper intelligent being and have all knowledge of all records ever made on the planet, in every form, and this time travel and alternate reality creation is still confusing to me. Oh well, what am I going to do in the present?"
"Hm. . . I think I'm going to . . . run for President in November! But eh, it's still January. . . What should I do?"
"I could put myself in an endless 24 hour loop to last as long as I want, eat all the Chinese food I want, with no consequences!"
"Eh, that sounds fun but eventually it's going to get boring. . . " Jake put his open hand to his head, closed his eyes and thought for a minute. . .
"So that's what aliens look like." In his mind he saw all the alien species in the universe.
"Or should I try something more. . . "traditional" like make another world of my own? The options are so endless."
There was a knock on his door. Jacob walked over, opening the door. "Oh well hello! I didn't even realize it was you, Satan, until I opened the door!"
"I don't want to talk to you, get off my property." The Devil grinned. "Oh but you want-" promptly closing the door in his face, and then locking it, then Jake finished interrupting him with a command. "GO!" Compelled by command, the Devil was forced to leave my property against his will. Then, to add insult to injury, The Devil would hear the next phrase and be even more annoyed. "And stay out!"
Jake had just angered Satan, which didn't bother the former in the least. In hind sight, he should have realized that the latter was insistent, persistent, and didn't care about collateral damage.
"Here, however, the past cannot be altered. Yikes, I'm a hyper intelligent being and have all knowledge of all records ever made on the planet, in every form, and this time travel and alternate reality creation is still confusing to me. Oh well, what am I going to do in the present?"
"Hm. . . I think I'm going to . . . run for President in November! But eh, it's still January. . . What should I do?"
"I could put myself in an endless 24 hour loop to last as long as I want, eat all the Chinese food I want, with no consequences!"
"Eh, that sounds fun but eventually it's going to get boring. . . " Jake put his open hand to his head, closed his eyes and thought for a minute. . .
"So that's what aliens look like." In his mind he saw all the alien species in the universe.
"Or should I try something more. . . "traditional" like make another world of my own? The options are so endless."
There was a knock on his door. Jacob walked over, opening the door. "Oh well hello! I didn't even realize it was you, Satan, until I opened the door!"
"I don't want to talk to you, get off my property." The Devil grinned. "Oh but you want-" promptly closing the door in his face, and then locking it, then Jake finished interrupting him with a command. "GO!" Compelled by command, the Devil was forced to leave my property against his will. Then, to add insult to injury, The Devil would hear the next phrase and be even more annoyed. "And stay out!"
Jake had just angered Satan, which didn't bother the former in the least. In hind sight, he should have realized that the latter was insistent, persistent, and didn't care about collateral damage.
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Chapter 3
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Earth, January 1, 1900
"So. The world needs super heroes. I think that the year 1900 is as good a place as any to start the meta human situation."
"Right about, NOW!" I say, snapping my fingers. Suddenly, the DNA of one out of every 50,000 individuals on Earth are born with a genetic mutation which allows them to have what would be described as super powers. Visions passed through my mind of what the powers of these new individuals would be. "This is Earth, maybe I could keep the power level somewhere around the MCU levels of power, that might not be too rough for the planet." I gotta keep a close eye on things to make sure that they don't get too far out of hand.
Just then, as Jacob was talking, a baby was born from it's mother, in a hospital near a small town in Kansas. "I think that one, in the hospital could be a replication of Superman. Yeah, he's not MCU, but he's a pretty OP protector. If we're going to have powerful meta humans, I think I oughta try to get the most powerful ones a loving family."
"So. The world needs super heroes. I think that the year 1900 is as good a place as any to start the meta human situation."
"Right about, NOW!" I say, snapping my fingers. Suddenly, the DNA of one out of every 50,000 individuals on Earth are born with a genetic mutation which allows them to have what would be described as super powers. Visions passed through my mind of what the powers of these new individuals would be. "This is Earth, maybe I could keep the power level somewhere around the MCU levels of power, that might not be too rough for the planet." I gotta keep a close eye on things to make sure that they don't get too far out of hand.
Just then, as Jacob was talking, a baby was born from it's mother, in a hospital near a small town in Kansas. "I think that one, in the hospital could be a replication of Superman. Yeah, he's not MCU, but he's a pretty OP protector. If we're going to have powerful meta humans, I think I oughta try to get the most powerful ones a loving family."
Chapter 4
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- America
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Alien Invasion , June, 2020
The god like entity once known as realized by now that he could extend my senses to places outside the solar system, and inside. The entire Earth was under my beck and call, and my observation, as were worlds in the immediate vicinity. Mentally acknowledging the massive floating metal objects in space just outside our solar system, well, Jacob's space, he could sense the extraterrestrial's inside having some kind of conversation. Being a god like creature, the man known as Jacob could hear the conversation in English. For some reason he couldn't see any of them yet with clairvoyance like he ordinarily could. So, with his growing curiosity, he teleported to the bridge. Turning around the surprisingly Humanoid aliens all turned their weapons on the would-be god. These creatures were the "ordinary" Humanoid, frog faced, diminutive extra terrestrials often seen in media and reported by the abducted.
"Hello." The Human waved. "I'm curious. Why are you talking about my planet? Also, why are there so many ships headed towards it?" Looking at each other the creatures spoke in their weird alien language. "We're about to enslave your kind. Now how did you get to the bridge?" Smiling, I begin to think to myself. "This is like an episode of TNG. Now. I. Get. To be, Q!" Having a smug look on my face, I snap my right finger, and suddenly all of the alien's weapons vanish into nothingness.
"Here's what you're going to do. You're going to surrender. Now. You're going to fill me in on what I want to know, then you're going to head on back to whatever pale frog planet you creepy little things came from, and stay the hell away from my planet, or else!
The god like entity once known as realized by now that he could extend my senses to places outside the solar system, and inside. The entire Earth was under my beck and call, and my observation, as were worlds in the immediate vicinity. Mentally acknowledging the massive floating metal objects in space just outside our solar system, well, Jacob's space, he could sense the extraterrestrial's inside having some kind of conversation. Being a god like creature, the man known as Jacob could hear the conversation in English. For some reason he couldn't see any of them yet with clairvoyance like he ordinarily could. So, with his growing curiosity, he teleported to the bridge. Turning around the surprisingly Humanoid aliens all turned their weapons on the would-be god. These creatures were the "ordinary" Humanoid, frog faced, diminutive extra terrestrials often seen in media and reported by the abducted.
"Hello." The Human waved. "I'm curious. Why are you talking about my planet? Also, why are there so many ships headed towards it?" Looking at each other the creatures spoke in their weird alien language. "We're about to enslave your kind. Now how did you get to the bridge?" Smiling, I begin to think to myself. "This is like an episode of TNG. Now. I. Get. To be, Q!" Having a smug look on my face, I snap my right finger, and suddenly all of the alien's weapons vanish into nothingness.
"Here's what you're going to do. You're going to surrender. Now. You're going to fill me in on what I want to know, then you're going to head on back to whatever pale frog planet you creepy little things came from, and stay the hell away from my planet, or else!
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