13 Days of the Competition Remain
13 Candidates
Much time passed since the meeting held by the angels, with which they had set upon preparing their plan to find and construct the perfect place for the thirteen individuals to decide who among them must step up as the Ruler, Watcher, and Lover of mankind.
In that time the world continued to flip upside down as wars were extinguished overnight and new ones rose with the sun. Buildings were razed and elsewhere others were raised. Leadership changed hands in a never ending dance of power and civil unrest.
The people became increasingly aware of the reason behind all of these events: there were over a dozen humans granted powers beyond their comprehension and one of them was set to become the guardian of humanity. They begged for one to rise up and save them from the others.
Time dwindled down from the original 999 deadline to less than two weeks, and it had become clear to them all that they could not play with the strings of humanity any longer. Eventually each of them arrived at the place of their angels' collective choosing, an underground, abandoned facility that sealed shut behind them.
Things were tense at first as they looked across at each other, feeling more threatened than they have in years. How would they decided upon themselves who would be the victor?
One proposed that they simply take a vote.
Another pointed out that everyone would simply choose themselves and it'd lead nowhere.
"Well, why not make a rule where each of us cannot select ourselves with our vote?"
"Ridiculous. We are deciding who is to live among us and obtain ultimate power. Most of us are acquaintances at best. With the time we have it is impossible to make such a choice."
"Then if we cannot figure out who
should obtain godhood, then perhaps we can all take turns deciding which one of us is
least fit for the job."
Everyone immediately felt more comfortable discussing that, and names all came across their mind quickly.
It was unanimous. They would spend each Day picking one among them that would give up their blessing, then at Night they'd head their separate ways to talk and rest privately, whereupon the next morning they'd repeat the process until finally an individual among them could finally be decided.
"Do remember," an angel chimed in. "To return our blessing will cost the candidate their life. The one who is outed with this process will have their spirit taken by their angel and leave this place."
They had no want to think about that, but now since it has been brought up before them all, things once again became tense.
"...Well, let's begin. Who shall go first?"
DAY 1 THE FIRST LYNCH HAS BEGUN. A LINK TO THIS POST WILL BE ADDED ON THE FIRST PAGE.
24 HOURS REMAIN UNTIL THE NEXT PHASE BEGINS.
