Chapter 167 - My SI Stash #67 - Harry Dresden I am not: A Favored Soul in Gotham SI by KnightofTempest (DCU) (1/2)
-SI to Gotham as the Champion of Bahamut~ It seems to be a crossover fic with some elements of DnD! Interesting new fic, check it out!
Sypnosis: Thrust into the DCU by the dragon god of Justice, our intrepid hero, now a Favored Soul of Bahamut, attempts to become Gotham's only wizard in the phone book. Unfortunately, he's no Harry Dresden. . .
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Chapter 0+1
I sat in a room. Thick smoke hung in the air, as if someone was smoking, the scent of incense, blood, and stranger things clawed at my nostrils. I had no idea how I'd gotten here, only that I had gone to sleep in my bed and woke up here in a plush chair. The only other occupant in the room was a man with platinum blonde hair in a suit that seemed to shimmer like the scales of some great beast. He was smoking a Hooka and smiling at me. There was a warmth in that smile that belied the sense of too big teeth that I got from the physical action. It was like looking at the maw of a gigantic beast, even if the beast was friendly, it could still swallow you whole.
”I was hoping you'd come. I've been trying to summon someone for ages now.” Grinned the Man as he exhaled smoke from his Hooka, the smoke curling into shapes before my eyes. Forming swords, shields, and dragons.
It was with all these context clues that I started to piece together the identity of this man. ”I suppose that dreaming a meeting with Bahamut isn't the strangest dream I've ever had.” I said.
The man grinned and said, ”A few clues and you immediately knew me. This is exactly why I require someone of your intelligence.”
”What are you talking about?” I asked conversationally. Inwardly I was imagining a waitress bringing me a drink. If I was going to dream about meeting a god in some sort of bar, I ought to at least get a pint out of it.
”Ah, you see I have need of a Champion, to go where I normally cannot. Luckily there is a universe where I can send one to act in my name that wouldn't be too out of place. Still such an expansion of my domains would require a certain expenditure of power to set up. Of course the fact that I'd be able to get one over on my bitch of a sister makes such an expenditure more palatable to my other siblings. If you accept my proposal, you will be endowed with a portion of my power to act in the name of Justice.” He said.
”Wait, I know this is a dream and that logic isn't exactly concrete because of that, but I'm fairly certain that I count as Chaotic Good on the alignment scale. Isn't that not something that a follower of yours can be?” I asked.
”Normally yes, but strict adherence to the law will be detrimental where you're going, and a new plane requires new rules. I expect whatever aspect of me winds up taking hold there will be somewhat deviant from the norm. Even so, I'm asking you to do it.” Said Bahamut.
”So essentially wherever you want me to go requires more fluid thinking than you're used to?” I asked, once more trying to mentally get a drink in this dream.
”Just so. Of course you will be well compensated. You're dimensional counterpart has a decent set up over there and you would be merging with and replacing him. You wouldn't be in danger of going homeless. Besides which, the plane desperately needs someone with the metaknowledge and skills you will be able to provide. Very bad things are in store for its future after all.” Said Bahamut.
”So I set myself up there and do what exactly?” I asked.
”You do good. As a plane it needs more heroes. Perhaps more so than ever before, with perhaps one notable exception.” Replied Bahamut.
”You know what? Sure, I'll bite. Its my dream anyway, what could possibly go wrong?” I asked. Still no waitress.
”I would have thought you'd have figured it out by now.” Grinned Bahamut as he laid a finger on my chest.