The Unnamed God. I'm really Not a God You Guys!

The air is heavily crashing against my body. The momentum is making the world spin in my eyes. But it's not the worst. No, the worst is that goddamn slip-up.

I wanted to scream. I wanted her to stop. I wanted her to just cease and listen to me. But she simply looked at me with these tearful eyes and that bright smile of hers. Then she threw me away. I'm not even sure how she did it. 

Part of me is scared. Part of me just wants to think this is all a nightmare. We only met recently, but she's definitely a friend. The way that friend was crying tears of blood at using that spell is an omen of tragedy. I dread the aftermath that happened. 

Part of me is hopeful. She could be fine. The water elemental should be helping her to the best of its abilities. It is the same for the Naked Ghost and Aqua herself. Yes, my pink-haired friend is not alone at all. 

She sacrificed herself to save me, but I didn't need any saving! It simply messed up my own plan to save us all. Part of it is my fault. I should have been clearer. Part of it seems like a cruel joke. How could she misunderstand that much?! I told her that I'm strong! 

*Sigh* I think it's all because of the nature of my powers. I don't appear strong because I get beaten up a lot. But the reality is they can't even manage to damage me. Well, the higher the actual offensive power and the more I have to focus to be fine, but still. 

As my body travels through in the air, I can't help but reminisce about it. I really hope she's fine. One day I will find her for sure. Then we will make more paper boats. Perhaps, this time, we will even release them in the ocean. Wouldn't that be nice? 

That is when I feel myself falling, and before long happens a rough landing. CRASH!  I think I'm either in a city or a sect. Either way, I just totally screwed someone's roof. This is a pain. 

This is like a mix between a superhero and a super-ero entrance. I came from the sky, landed violently, but I'm totally buck naked. Perhaps one day, I will have an amazing armor that will have half the defense of my skin. But not today. 

As I slowly get up, I observe my surroundings. There are many statues, all of the same old guy. I myself am in the remains of one. My body pierced right through it as I fell. What are the people here going to think? 

Soon people will check up on the situation. What's my plan then? Should I make them believe that I am a powerful cultivator? Any chance I can make people believe I fell from Heaven, aka the god realm? 

Ah, never mind. There actually already are people here. I didn't initially notice, thanks to the white powder floating everywhere. Is it snow? Is it cocaine? Nope, it's the shattered remnants of the sculpture I annihilated. * Sigh* Why is destruction so easy yet creation so hard? 

That is when a white man screams at me. 

"Who are you?! How dare you invade our sect?! You shall face our wrath and…."

I lose focus. Somehow the guy next to him is looking at me as if I were a ghost. If I look as chalky white as both of them, then it's understandable. How do I spin this? Can I simply explain the truth? I don't even have gold to compensate them.

I could always try to negotiate to repay my faux pas with labor or something. But right now, I have other more pressing issues. I want to head back to the Water sect. I need to make sure she's safe. It's my fault she got dragged into this.

Well, technically, it's these dumbasses Head-Mages. I still can't believe they tried something so ridiculously dumb. Is power that attractive? I don't get it. For now, I guess I'll resolve this situation first. 

[Sorry about that. Just passing through, gotta go. Next time we see each other, I'll compensate you guys for the statues.] 

Well, hopefully, if I'm not too broke at that time. Then I leave. I start running toward the door. The man reacts and casts some kind of white barrier near the entrance. Seeing as my way is blocked, I…just push through. I have no time for games right now.  It completely shatters in a torrent of light particles. 

I can hear gasps behind me as I exit. The more I run, and the more I feel like I've seen this place. The buildings and the people oddly seem familiar. I have probably seen the robes they are wearing somewhere before. 

Still, it doesn't really ring a bell. I have probably seen some of their disciples either at Eaglevein or while traveling with my actor friends. The latter is the most likely. Still, for now, speed is of the essence—time to use my secret line. 

[Attention, hot coffee coming through!] 

It works wonders. Ah, they don't seem to know what coffee is, nor how it's related to the current situation, but they blank a second. 

Before long, I'm in front of a gate. It's already blocked by tons of soldiers wearing white. They are shouting something at me, but I'm not sure what. I don't have time to waste. 

I remember back in the day my training in the archaic forest. I need as much speed as when I was crashing into tree after tree. Actually, I need even more speed. I also need to jump. Back then, I wouldn't even have thought of this, but I've grown stronger. 

I sprint the fastest I can, and then I jump. I magnificently fly above the thick stone wall, leaving behind a confused group. I am sure I will leave a legend behind me: that one naked dude that could really jump. 

As I land on the other side, I hear a cacophony coming from the city I just left. They seem to be ready to chase me. But who cares? I'd like to see anyone manage to catch me with how fast I'm currently running.

Divine energy is going full throttle in my body, pushing me to the very limits. I hope she's fine. She needs to be. I hope that…

That's when I hear the sound of a gallop. Behind is a group of mounted cavaliers. They are all wearing white armors on top of white horses. I'd make a joke about how it makes them look like virgin maidens, but I'm too busy. 

These guys are fast. I need to somehow convince them to- 

"Infidel, we will smite you for causing trouble in our holy city!" 

Guess it won't be easy…