A/N: Hey! It's been a while. We finally got a good story up and running, and I got all the major plot points worked out. Who would've thought that it would make things so much easier? You know, planing. Anyway, I'm just going to clear some things up for you.

If the text is Bold, then it's Sol or some other divine bitch.

If the text is regular, then it's some basic bitch.

And if the text is in italics, then it's the thought of someone. The above rules still apply.

Finally, before I send you off, I just want you to know that not including this author's note or the one at the bottom, this chapter contains 2,020 words.

We cursed.

"Shit shit shit!" Romeo Conbolt mumbled to himself as he ran down an empty road. "Dad's gonna kill me for being late!"

Romeo's father thought that Romeo had been on a training trip for the past three months. He said he would be back by July 1st. Three weeks before the Grand Magic Games. However, he was currently two weeks late.

"If you turn down this alleyway, then you'll be home fifteen seconds sooner," a familiar voice rang in his head.

"I know, Sol! I've lived in this town all of my life, so I'm pretty up to date with all of the shortcuts home." Romeo replied, turning down the path Sol had mentioned.

The god only scoffed before going silent once again.

Suddenly, a reptilian hand protruded from the darkness of another alleyway and turned him around.

There was a lizardman that was only known to inhabit another world from Earth Land. It was a Kobold.

Romeo was surprised to see it there. He thought he had taken care of the Kobolt army back in Araboris.

"Sol, what is this thing doing here? I took them all out!" Romeo questioned the god.

"Clearly not. I didn't know it was here; I couldn't sense it. It must have followed you through the portal." The god identified the way it had gotten here. "You'll just have to take it out, no one can see it; it doesn't belong here on Earth Land."

"Yeah, on it."

Romeo's fist became surrounded by lightning, and he drove it right into the Kobold's chest. The thing screeched before its heart failed due to the electricity.

"Shit, someone might have heard that," Romeo said to Sol.

"I know, so you better get out of here. I'll take care of the body."

Romeo watched as a demonic-looking hand rose up from the ground and pulled the reptilian body into the darkness it came from.

Romeo turned around as a chill was sent down his spine, hoping his fate was never the same as that. He turned the corner and walked up the steps of his front porch. Romeo fumbled with his keys for a second before walking into his house.

The house was dark and quiet; it as the middle of the night, though.

Suddenly, a light was turned on, and Macao sat there in an armchair, arms crossed over his chest.

"Where have you been?"

Six Months Ago

Romeo had just turned 15. While the guild didn't have a huge celebration per se, his friends inside the guild had gotten a gift and came to the party at his house. He was just really happy.

However, that happiness soon turned to dread when he began having migraines.

He told his dad, and they went to Porlyusica.

"I'm sorry; I can't identify the problem. Your son should be perfectly fine," Porlyusica said.

Over time, the migraines got worse. It had felt like his brain was going to explode.

They reached their climax when Romeo was in the guildhall, and he fainted.

"Alright, time to wake up. I can't have you snoozing all day, can I?" a voice had called to him. Romeo instantly woke up.

He was staring up at a cloudless blue sky, and blades of grass tickled his uncovered ankles. "What the hell!" He shot up and looked at his surroundings. He was in a field that seemed to go on forever.

There weren't any landmarks anywhere: no trees, rocks, or houses. There was just a single person that stood a few meters away.

He wore baggy clothes, and he looked as if he had just woken up from a nap with how tangles his long blonde hair was.

"Hello! Are you the one that was talking to me?" Romeo asked walking to closer to the man.

"How very observant of you. Who else would be talking to you, dipshit?" The man seemed almost annoyed with Romeo.

"Er, sorry? I don't know where I am."

"We're in some sort of pocket world created by our telepathic link. Or we could be in your mind. I don't know; I don't make the rules for this shit."

"Oh… okay. Can I go home?" Romeo asked, hopeful that this was all just some bizarre dream he's having because of his migraines.

"No, you may not go home before I'm done talking to you."

"Fuck my life."

"I suppose proper introductions are in order. I'm am the god Solaris, but you may Sol. It's easier." Solaris said. "It's awkward asking a mortal such a thing, but I need your help."

"Woah Woah Woah. You're telling me that you're some sort of god, and you need my help?"

"Yes, that's what I just said. Do you have a hearing problem?"

"No. It's just surprising. This doesn't happen every day."

"That's true. I am pretty amazing, so you would be in awe. But that's not the point. I have a pretty hefty request, so you might want to sit down." Sol flicked his wrist and the scenery changed. It looked as if he was in some sort of classroom. Romeo was in a chair with a desk right in front of him.

"Let's start with the basics. Your world, Earth Land, is one among many. There are hundreds of thousands out there in the Multiverse. Most of them have extremely different circumstances and environments. Some you can't even imagine.

"So it's kind of like Edolas, isn't it. Will there be different versions of me in these worlds?"

"Before you go on with that kind of thinking, I'm going to tell you now: there aren't any more versions of you out there. The only reason there's a Romeo in Edolas is that it and Earth Land are parallel universes, which are extremely rare."

"Alright, I understand."

"Good. Now on to the reason I need your help. In the Multiverse, there is a rouge god amassing an army. According to the Heavenly Order, as a god, I'm not allowed to interfere with those kinds of affairs, but I am allowed to have a champion to act in my stead. That's where you come in.

"I'm going to be your champion? What's the Heavenly Order?"

"It basically rules for gods. You, mortals, have to follow Divine Law the same way we gods have to follow the Heavenly Order. If we don't, then we're punished.

"Okay, that makes sense, I suppose. No one wants you to go off and destroy worlds. One more thing: why do you want me to be your champion?" Romeo questioned. "There are tons of stronger people out there that would probably qualify better than I do."

"That's a good question. After multiple examinations, I've realized that you are a Twin Soul. Someone with two souls instead of one.

"Woah, I didn't know that was a thing."

"Yeah, you're pretty special when it comes to that. Being a twin soul is a treasure trove of potential magically. Your magic power can grow at an exponential rate compared to others," the god answered. "That's why I want you to be my champion."

Romeo thought for a few seconds before asking, "What about my friends? I don't think my dad's going to be okay with that either."

"I'll provide an alibi for you with a little memory manipulation. I won't be sending you to a different world right off the bat, so you'll have time to see them off. And it's not like you're never going to see them again, so it should be fine," Sol answered. "If you want to become my champion, then we'll need to make a contract. It like, binds our souls together or something."

"Alright, how do we make a contract? Do I need to prick my finger?"

"No, just come closer."

Romeo got out of his seat and walked up to the god. Sol was actually shorter than Romeo by a good few inches. However, it didn't deter Sol. He quickly reached up and grabbed Romeo's face, and he brought it down to meet his.

Romeo was wide-eyed when he realized he was kissing the god and quickly jumped back, startled. "What the hell?"

"There, that should do."

Romeo felt warm energy invade his body, and he got tingling like his body was asleep or something. "That was the contract? I thought you were just going to shake my hand or something!"

"Oh don't be so dramatic. I didn't do anything bad to you." Sol just waved his hand before turning back to Romeo. "The next order of business is your magic."

"Magic? Are you saying You're going to teach me some sort of cool lost magic?" Romeo asked, hoping to get his hands on something that might be sort of impressive compared to his guildmates.

"Seen as I am a god, I'm going to teach god-slayer magic, and I'm going to let you choose the element. You're welcome."

"Wait, are you saying that I can choose whatever element I want? You're not the god of a single thing?"

"No, as a god, I can do whatever the fuck I want. I don't just have power over one thing, so you can choose from whatever I can give you," Sol answered, starting to look visibly bored. "Which is anything."

"Okay, cool. I guess I'll choose fire god-slayer magic, then," Romeo told the god.

"Are you sure? I'm pretty sure that someone in your world already uses fire god-slayer magic."

"Yeah, but he's dead, so there isn't a problem," Romeo answered.

"Alright then, fire magic it is. It's been almost twelve hours, so It's time for you to wake up."

Romeo felt dizzy as the world, or where ever he was, went dark.

He woke with a start as he would from a bad dream, but he was in his own bed. In his own house.

"Was that all just a dream?" He thought to himself.

"No, stupid. It wasn't. I'm a real thing. Hi." answered a voice that was now in his head rather than out loud.

"Oh, Sol. I didn't dream of you."

"Of course you didn't. Your feeble imagination couldn't come with something as wonderful as me, now could it?"Sol said back, once again just in his head.

"Right."

"By the way. You can still talk to me in your mind. If you talk to me out loud, then everyone's going to think you're a crazy person."

"Right, not everyone could hear you. So when are we going to be going to other worlds? Are you just going to like, zap me, and teleport me there?" Romeo asked. He was honestly excited to do something new. No more just doing jobs that anyone could do. It was greatness for Romeo Conblt from here on.

"Okay, first of all, never say "teleport to another world" ever again. The proper word is traveling. Don't fuck that up. Second thing, I'm not going to send you on a suicide mission right off the bat. I told you that.

"Besides, you haven't done any training, and I haven't taught you your god-slayer magic yet." Sol chastised Romeo as if he were a child.

"What are you talking about? I've done plenty of training." Romeo answered to the god.

"You haven't done any worthwhile training," Sol said back. "We're going to be in this world for another three months. I'll teach you fire god-slayer magic, and we'll do some advanced training on the mental and physical side of things as well."

"That's a pretty sho-"

"I swear to me if you say "Oh, SoL, ThAt'S a ShOrT AmOuNt Of TiMe!" then you clearly understand how hard I'm going to work your ass!" Romeo could feel Sol's mocking through the telepathic link they had.

"That sounded really wrong."

"Haha, you're right. Platypus."

"Platypus?"

"Yeah, platypus. It means that something sounded wrong. It's funny because platypuses lay eggs even though their mammals. It's wrong, but so right."

"Don't you mean platypi?"

"No, Platypuses. It's a lot more funnier."

"Did you just say "more funnier?"

"You humans find nothing humorous. Anyway, since we have three months to train-"

"Oh no."

"Training Montage!"

A/N: So what did y'all think. I actually had an original idea this time. I cannot wait until we actually get to the future parts of this story, cause they're gonna have more action than this chapter, I promise. *Rubs palms together furiously*

Next Time: Training Montage!