Michael was in a different place, as Odin and Zeus were standing there when then they heard a Thud, and they saw Michael, who had fallen face front.
Michael felt like his body was instantly moved from one place to another, as he saw a godly amour of colours, as then he felt his face hit what is basically in human Langues is the closest thing to a Marble floor.
Michael groaned as he slowly pushed himself up, his vision spinning for a second as he tried to regain his balance. "What the... Where am I?!" he asked, his voice a mix of confusion and frustration.
Odin looked at him as he spoke. "Welcome to the U.P.O.C Kid".
Michael blinked hard as if that would fix his spinning head—or the fact he had just teleported like a video game character with a loading glitch.
He looked around.
The space was massive—like absurdly massive, cathedral-meets-futuristic-space-station levels of architecture. Towering pillars of celestial gold and floating orbs of cosmic light hovered around a conference table that looked like it could seat a hundred egos comfortably. The floor beneath him shimmered like starlight trapped in marble. The ceiling had constellations moving in real time.
Michael groaned.
"This looks like a budget increase away from becoming a Final Fantasy endgame zone."
Zeus laughed, clapping him on the back again.
"You're not entirely wrong."
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed across the hall.
"ORDER! We were in the middle of voting on whether dragons can be classified as divine pets!"
The voice was sharp, commanding, and female.
Michael turned.
Standing at the head of the room, in pristine divine robes laced with solar motifs, was a woman radiating warm, terrifying authority.
Zeus leaned over and whispered, "That's Amaterasu. She's the one keeping all these manchildren in line."
Michael stared at her. She looked like the kind of woman who could smile while flipping a table.
"She looks like she could vaporize me with a look."
"She can," Odin added casually. "And might, if you interrupt her agenda."
Michael gulped.
Amaterasu turned to face him, her golden eyes narrowing.
"So… this is the anomaly, huh?"
The room went quiet.
Michael gave a half-wave.
"...Hi. Sorry, I faceplanted your floor."
Zeus stepped up beside him.
"Michael here gave off divine readings from every pantheon. No idea what he is."
Whispers broke out around the table.
Ra glared.
Shiva raised an eyebrow.
Hades looked intrigued.
Loki smirked.
Bastet licked her paw and muttered something about "fresh chaos."
Amaterasu sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Perfect. Another headache."
Michael deadpanned.
"Lady, you have no idea."
"So what exactly is this Kid".
Michael looked up to see the Voice, and he saw a man; he wore sunglasses, a leather jacket over a white shirt, a Gray Jeane, and boots; his foot was resting on the table, his hand slightly skinned; he looked like every 80 to 90 Rock star.
Zeus looked at the man as he spoke. "That's what we are trying to figure out Tezcatlipoca"
The man, now known as Tezcatlipoca, spoke. "Alright just use the scanner".
Michael blinked as he spoke. "Wait, scanner?".
Then another god, moving at high speed, came to him, holding a Machine; he looked like a Cowboy, with a yellow-haired and feather hat, as he scanned Michael.
"Done".
As he went back to the table at high speed, Amaterasu rolled her eyes, done with the day, as she looked at all the gods choked on with either air or water.
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Micheal, energy reading
Greek/Roman Pantion [✓]
Norse Pantion [✓]
Hindu Pantion [✓]
Japanese Pantion [✓]
Chinese Pantion [✓]
Aztec Pantion [✓]
Celtic Pantion [✓]
Babylonian Pantion [✓]
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Loki just Blinked as he laughed. "Now this is something, right Hermes".
He looked and saw the Cowboys man who had already run out of the room.
Michael just looked at the gods. "What happened?".
Tezcatlipoca took off his sunglasses slowly, eyes narrowing at the scanner like it had just committed blasphemy.
Odin stared at the results, muttering under his breath.
"That's… not supposed to be possible. Even reincarnations don't cross this many pantheons."
Amaterasu slammed her palm on the divine council table, the impact sending a ripple of solar energy that made everyone straighten up.
"Someone explain why this human teenager just pinged on every divine registry like a goddamn celestial jackpot machine!"
Zeus whistled.
"Kid's either the biggest glitch in creation or the next messiah with DLC expansions."
Michael, meanwhile, was blinking at the holographic results floating above him. He squinted.
"Why does this look like one of those Gacha game results when someone pulls every 5-star in one go?"
Loki, now lying upside down across his chair like a bored cat, smirked.
"Honestly, if this kid starts summoning godly waifus, I'm investing in merch."
Suddenly, a holographic ding echoed.
The screen updated.
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Micheal, energy reading (continued):
Egyptian Pantheon [✓]
Slavic Pantheon [✓]
Polynesian Pantheon [✓]
Greek Chthonic [✓]
Primordial Forces [✓]
Unknown Origin: Signature Inconclusive.
Divine Entity Class: ???
Threat Level: "We're So Screwed"
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Amaterasu stood frozen, blinking twice.
Michael slowly raised a hand.
"So… I can go home now, right?"
Zeus clapped his hands.
"Nope, congratulations! You've just been promoted to Problem of the Millennium!"
A loud crash was heard from the hall's side door. Hermes had returned, dragging several scrolls, data pads, and a whiteboard behind him, muttering,
"I need a flowchart. I need seventeen flowcharts."
Amaterasu sighed deeply.
"Someone get me coffee. And not the divine ambrosia kind. I need caffeine and mortal despair."
Tezcatlipoca leaned back and said coolly,
"Kid… you better start praying. 'Cause whatever you are, someone's gonna want you dead."
Michael stared.
"Great. So this is my life now."
Loki grinned.
"Welcome to the divine mess, kid. We're all dysfunctional here."
Tezcatlipoca landed down as he spoke. "Ok, while we look at these scrolls, Data pats and Tablets, you go and get all the Gods and Goddess do wisdom, ok?".
Hermes nodded as he left, and then Michael, as he could swear he saw a Portal open and saw what can only be described as an Angel Coming down and giving Amaterasu Mortal coffee.
Amaterasu dank it and looked at her mood changes a bit. "That is better".
Meanwhile, with Harmes, he zoomed past everything, until he arrived at a particular door, it was Blue with pictures of Multiple Animals that represented Wisdom he opened the door and called out
Hermes sought as he spoke. "Ok, Athena, you told me not to disturb you in your studies, but this is important".
Athena looked back at her half-brother, as she had yellow hair, fair skin, and storm-grey eyes she was in a casual outfit as she looked at Hermes. "This better be important unless you want a spear up where Apollo's sun doesn't shine".
Hermes skidded to a stop in the doorway, his winged sandals kicking up a bit of dust as he caught his breath. "Oh, it's important, Athena," he said, his voice high-pitched and frantic. "Trust me, I wouldn't disturb you unless it was life or death."
Athena turned her chair toward him, her storm-grey eyes narrowing as she leaned back, clearly unimpressed. "It better be. I'm in the middle of something that requires my full attention. If you've come to talk about your latest prank, Hermes, I swear—"
"It's not a prank!" Hermes interjected quickly, his hands up in defence. "This is about Michael."
Hermes swears he can head Athena's brain crashing in 12 dementia.
"Hermes, if this is one of your pranks, I will put My spear up where no Sun Gods Sun Shines".
Athena stood up slowly, the room growing noticeably colder despite her not moving a muscle beyond rising. Her presence alone was enough to make the wisdom in the air feel… heavier.
Hermes gulped.
"I swear on Apollo's lute, this is not a prank."
Athena crossed her arms.
"Then explain. Slowly. And with fewer jokes."
Hermes nodded quickly and opened a small portal next to him, pulling out one of the divine data tablets Tezcatlipoca had thrown at him earlier. He held it out.
"Just… look. Scan this. It's about Michael. All the pantheons—Greek, Norse, Aztec, Hindu, you name it—are resonating with his presence. Even the Primordials registered something."
Athena's brows furrowed as she took the tablet. The moment she tapped into it, the runes lit up, flashing through readings that shouldn't have been possible.
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Michael: Divine Compatibility – Total
Wisdom Deities Resonance: 99.9%
Pantheon Affiliation: All
Soul Origin: Inconclusive
Predicted Potential: World-Rewriting
Anomaly Class: Omega-Prime
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Her jaw clenched, and for a moment, the divine air around her crackled with pure logic trying to reassert itself.
"This… isn't possible." Her voice was low. "No one… nothing, mortal or divine, should be able to register across this many systems."
Hermes shrugged.
"Tell that to the kid. He tripped into U.P.O.C. face-first, and now everyone thinks he's the spiritual equivalent of a multiversal cheat code."
Athena slowly sat back down.
"This changes everything. If he truly resonates with all pantheons, then he might be the convergence point. A singularity of faith…"
"A divine singularity," Hermes echoed, nodding. "Zeus and Odin are losing their minds. Amaterasu needed mortal coffee. Loki's… being helpful. That's how weird things are."
Athena stared blankly.
"Get Saraswati. Tsukuyomi. Thoth. Odin again. And anyone else with more wisdom than common sense. We need a council, now."
Hermes saluted and vanished in a blur.
Athena looked at the tablet again, rereading the last line.
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Divine Thread Status: Intertwined with Fate Itself
Warning: Observation may trigger existential paradox
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She narrowed her eyes.
"Michael… Just what in the name of Olympus are you?"
To be continued
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