Rise Of The Hoarder

"Ah, let's check what's going on on Earth now…"

Jeremy said, as he casually walked towards a large screen a short distance from him.

He turned to his side and saw the shiny being who claimed to be 'God', and whom he now realized was technically his roommate. The luminous person folded his hands and just kept looking at Jeremy, who kept walking nonchalantly toward the large screen which resembled a television.

"Good morning, or… Whatever time it is now…" Jeremy waved, noticing the gaze of God on him.

Time doesn't pass in the 'Sacred Hall', as God called it, so Jeremy had no idea what time or date it really was.

It had been a while since Jeremy had gotten mysteriously teleported into this mysterious space, and he was now feeling at home in the massive white hall.

Wearing a new set of pajamas and socks, different from the last one, he cracked his neck and smacked his lips as he slowly moved forward while yawning.

Finally getting to the front of the golden screen, he raised his hands and tapped it gently, still using his other hand to cover his mouth.

<Bzzzt>

The screen buzzed and slowly turned on, displaying several options and panels on it.

"View Earth" He muttered.

Immediately, the golden panel buzzed once again and displayed a video footage of the entire globe. The spherical shape of Jeremy's planet was before him in the Golden screen.

He used both hands to touch the screen, tapping it twice and magnifying the view so that he could slowly zoom in, to better see the spherical shape. Before long, he was able to see lands and mountains, seas… And fields.

Jeremy navigated through the several parts of the world he witnessed and swiped his hands to find the part he was looking for.

"Why isn't there anything like a remote control, or something?…" He grumbled.

Finally getting the hang of it, he smiled and swiped his hand one more time. The screen finally displayed the part of the world he wanted. He withdrew from the front of the screen and took some steps back.

"Chair" He yelled.

A chair appeared behind him immediately, allowing him to sit comfortably as he watched the events that transpired on the screen.

In the Sacred Hall, imagination was enough to summon anything within it, as long as they were basic commands.

His gaze focused on the screen and saw an incomplete building. Within it seemed to be two opposing sides, gangs who dressed menacingly and glared at each other with rivalry.

These individuals seemed to be in conflict, and the meeting of the two sides quickly escalated into a deadly brawl between both sides. However, instead of using the regular fists or weapons that were conventional, they resorted to their special powers.

"You asked for it, punk!" One said to the other, suddenly steeling himself as his denoted body became grey due to his metal coating.

"Heh, is that all you have?" Another responded, summoning an element from the ground. The medium cluster of rocks looked intimidating, as it defensively stood beside its master.

"Heh, looks like I'll be the winner, after all!" A member of the opposing gang said, summoning butterfly wings from behind him as he soared above the rest.

Jeremy watched as they engaged in pointless combat and sighed to himself. How stupid could people be? It hadn't even been long since they received their Gifts, yet they had no sense of responsibility about it.

However, he was not surprised. He always knew the world was trash, to begin with.

"Trash… All of them…" He mumbled.

He kept watching them, waiting for the outcome of the fight, expectant to see who would win, however, at this moment, the light being had reached the limit of patience.

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" God declared.

Immediately, the golden screen shut down, and the entire room quaked.

Jeremy trembled slightly due to the pressure the great being emitted.

"W-What's the problem? Was the volume too loud for you?" He asked turning nervously to look at his host.

"I HAVE TOLERATED YOUR ANTICS FOR LONG ENOUGH. AFTER BEING THE ONLY ONE OF YOUR KIND TO NOT RECEIVE A 'GIFT', I EXPECTED YOU TO BE A PECULIAR HUMAN, BUT IT SEEMS YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A LAZY PERSON, AFTER ALL!" God said with slight disappointment.

"W-Well…" He laughed uncomfortably.

He couldn't deny it. He was lazy, after all.

But what else could he do in such a world? Since he couldn't quantify the time he spent, he just drifted through the days watching the world on the Golden screen, or asking God a myriad of questions.

"NOT ONLY HAVE YOU INVADED MY PRIVATE SPACE, BUT YOU ALSO HOARD THE MONITOR TO YOURSELF, WATCHING ONLY WHAT YOU WANT TO!" God added, with folded hands.

"B-But you never protested… I didn't know you ever wanted to see anything on it-" Jeremy defended himself.

"HOW ELSE DO YOU THINK I MONITOR YOUR WORLD?" He asked.

Jeremy kept quiet when he heard this.

" LOOK AROUND US, JUST TAKE A LOOK."

Jeremy obeyed the instruction, and gulped when he indeed took a look. The floor was littered with useless junk and his bed and duvet were not properly arranged. His possessions were all out of whack.

"NOT ONLY ARE YOU LAZY, BUT YOU ARE ALSO A DISORDERLY AND CARELESS MAN. YOU ARE SLUGGISH, SLOTHFUL, UNMOTIVATED, RUDE… HAVING YOU HERE IS TOO UNCOMFORTABLE FOR ME… YOU MUST LEAVE MY SACRED HALL!"

Jeremy understood things from God's perspective. He also viewed his room as his haven, and he never allowed anyone to intrude on his private space. Seeing as he had messed up the place, Jeremy could not say a single word in protest.

However, no matter how angry or upset God was with him, they were stuck together.

"I do not have the Divine System, do I? I won't be able to live on Earth anymore. He can say whatever he wants, I'll be staying here, there's no other option." He thought to himself.

"YOU LEAVE ME NO OTHER CHOICE. I CAN NOT TOLERATE YOUR PRESENCE ANYMORE… THEREFORE I WILL SEND YOU BACK TO YOUR WORLD!" God said.

"W-What?! But you said-" Jeremy instantly raised his voice to protest.

"I KNOW WHAT I SAID. YOU DID NOT RECEIVE ANY GIFT, AS WELL AS MY DIVINE SYSTEM, THAT IS WHY YOU WILL NEVER BE ALLOWED ON EARTH…"

"Exactly! So-"

"HOWEVER, I NEVER SAID ALL THE GIFTS HAD RUN OUT… THERE IS STILL ONE LEFT" God replied, narrowing his bright eyes on Jeremy.

Quickly remembering the moment God told him of the concept of 'Gifts', he realized that God indeed never mentioned it.

"W-Wha-" Jeremy muttered.

He wasn't expecting this.

"One final Gift…?" Jeremy asked in confusion.

God stretched forth his luminous hand and suddenly, a small cube appeared above it, slowly hovering over it.

The cube glowed blue, red, and purple, shining and dimming in a sequence that Jeremy could not understand.

"Is that it…?" Jeremy asked apprehensively.

"IT IS… YOUNG MAN, THIS IS YOURS… THE LAST OF THE PRESENTS OF HUMANITY."

Jeremy refused to collect the cube from God's outstretched hand and eyes it suspiciously.

"This doesn't make any sense… Why didn't you mention this the last time? With something like this, I would have already gotten back to Earth."

Something had to be wrong.

"Why are you just giving me now?" Jeremy asked, taking a few steps back from the approaching deity.

God sighed and decided to explain to Jeremy, the cause of his action.