Self-proclaimed 'God' - Fall of Touimai (Part 3)

"I greet you Void." the man said. 

A thousand things filled my mind. 
I had never given out my name to anyone. How did he know my name? But put that thought aside for later I will need to know if he is a noble or politician.

He chuckled softly. "Politician? No, my dear Void, my authority transcends that of a single nation. In simpler terms, you could call me... God."

God? And I've never said anything aloud yet... so how could he figure out what I was thinking? Perhaps... he could read minds?
I scrambled my brain to figure out what was going on. The man self-proclaiming as 'God' seemed to notice my confusion and continued. 

"Yes, yes," he said, his voice with a hint of impatience. "Do I need to draw you a picture? You, this android, this entire crumbling city—I and my team created everything from the dawn of time to the present moment."

"What...?" I replied, my voice leaking from my lips. 

"You heard me," he replied. "This world, everything in it, is my creation."

But that's impossible! There's no way someone like him could be called a "god". What kind of sick prank is this?

"Prank? I'm a little offended at the fact you look down on me so much, dear Void. This is no mere prank. This is reality." 

He answered my question?! Does... this mean he could read thoughts? But that's impossible even with the latest mind-reading technology! 

"I told you. I am the creator of this world. And I have the power to do anything within it. That includes reading your mind." 

I stared at him with uttermost confusion at what he said. However, despite all that, I knew one thing was certain. He was the creator of this world. There was no denying that.  "Y-you..." I started. 

"Yes?" the self-proclaimed god answered with a patiently waiting smile. 

"You sick bastard," I whispered in anger, my voice shaking as I clenched my fist, prepared to punch him. "Why don't you do anything about all the innocent dying? Why don't you do anything to stop it? Why are you not taking any action?!" I yelled aloud with all my might. My voice echoed throughout the storage facility. 

The smile on his face disappeared. He was left in bewilderment, but then... he smiled. No, grinned in glee. It was not a grin of glee for his own fortune, but rather a grin of glee for my- no, our collective misfortune of being stuck in a world of war. 

"This world is my creation, Void. Why would I want to see it suffer?" he sarcastically answered me.

Was there more to this than a twisted god playing with his creations?  
"Then why?" I pressed, my voice hoarse. "Why all the suffering? Why the war, the famine, the endless struggle of this world?! Do you not have any empathy for us?! Or are you just oblivious to the state of your world, ignoring our cries for help?! Or... or... do you find all of this as a mere joke?" I softly said. I'd vented out all of my anger at this moment and I've given up hope. 

I'd seen the death of hundreds, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and friends mourning for the loss of their loved ones, the innocent killing to survive, and the desperate struggle of seeing another day. 

Just why?

My moment of thought was interrupted by the sound of joyful laughter. I looked up at the hologram figure of the man who claimed he was god, to see him holding his stomach while laughing like a madman. 

"Empathy for you all? Ha-ha-ha! I have none. Witnessing the suffering and the the lengths that people would go to see another day is in fact... quite amusing," he answered me. I was in shock at his answer. 

 Empathy? None? This "god" found our suffering... amusing?

"So, you create a world, populate it with people, then delight in their torment?" I spat, my voice trembling with barely contained rage. "And you call yourself a god? You're nothing but a sadistic puppeteer, pulling the strings on a stage filled with misery!"

His laughter died down, replaced by a frown of disapproval. "Sadistic? Hardly," he scoffed. "Think of it as a grand experiment, a test of human resilience. Although it's getting a little 'boring' to see my creations suffer. I do have a plan in mind to end this war. All you have to do is join me and follow my orders. If you do that, this war that is causing all of your suffering can be ended quite quickly." 

His words sparked a flicker of hope within me, but at the same time, my suspicion of his words remained at an all-time high. "How could I trust your words?" I demanded to know. 

He shrugged. "It's up to you whether you want to trust my words or not. I won't force you to join... however, if you want to see the end of this bitter war, then join me. Oh, and this android," he continued, "Consider her your partner and a gift from me. During the upcoming battle for Touimai, and all future events. Take her with you. It will also be a way of communication between me and you." 

"Why should I?" 

"Again, it's up to you. You could sell her, destroy her for valuable metals and parts or use her effectively to your needs. I do not mind. Now, time's up. I'll contact you a bit later to check if you've made up your mind or not. Oh, last thing before I forget. Call me Uto." 

Then the monitor flickered, Uto's face dissolving into a swirling vortex of colours before disappearing entirely. Then, after a moment of silence, I heard the soft whirring of the android beside me.

The next thing I knew, the android changed from her previous white clothes to the usual average clothes for the citizens of Touimai in the blink of an eye. 

"Order One completed," she announced in an eerily human-like voice. "Order Two commencing."