Writing Prompt "For your exemplary work, I have deigned to grant thee a wish." You sigh at the god and wonder what your twin has done now.

[HURGMCGURG]

Family shenanigans. I just want to learn what your twin has done to make this god so happy.

 

[MrTiemos]

Probably saved a parallel world and the god mistook which world he was in, thus mistaking me for him

 

[TheLovelyFire]

Accidently became a God killer from following a cult and so the god gained favor from him since he a Bro-con to kill a another god.

 

[Azrie]

Honestly, I tried my best but its probably really bad, something interesting to write I would say, if anyone enjoys it I am happy. Just wrote it for fun. Really liked this prompt, it was a bit hard to not draw it into a super long story but I tried. Thanks for the prompt.

Spoiler: Story

"For your selfless work, I have deigned to grant thee a wish." The moment I heard those words I let out a sigh of disappointment, I had the rather peculiar chance to meet a "celestial being" or what I would like to call one. However, those words just left an empty ring on my ears. Even though a wish sounded incredibly nice... It was futile... The problem that had chased me my entire life, the thing that had plagued me for decades, even after death it's not gone...

I sighed yet again.

"Is something of worry?" The all-enveloping voice asked.

"What selfless work? What work?" I was baffled. "You mean being a disappointment?" My entire life I had been overshadowed, I was quite literally a shadow of someone else, I was never considered as me for the most part, always being confused with my sister. At first, it wasn't all bad, but it eventually starts itching you, being constantly compared whenever they realize you are not her.

"I see..." The voice was thinking of something. "Insecurity is it? I didn't know such an individual like you would be like th--"

"No!" I interrupted the voice with an echoless high-pitched scream, it was yet another confusion. My breathing quickened and my face had turned red, even after death it still haunts me, it still leads to the same thing. If I was gonna die at least let myself be known...

"Worry not lost one. Your insecurities shall be fixed~" the voice reassured.
"N--" I couldn't let words out of my mouth, I had been in a closed space, it was akin to a void enveloped by a mantle of darkness; an eternal abyss with seemingly no end, I had been talking to the voice after I died, but now I couldn't talk, I couldn't feel a body or do anything for that matter.

My nonexistent vision disappeared and was filled with nothingness, something indescribable, no color, no depth, no... anything. I tried blinking but nothing would change the sinking feeling I had on my "chest" well, I had no chest anymore, or nobody for that matter. I kept blinking in a panic, even though I had a feeling nothing would change, or so I thought. I was suddenly enveloped by a feeling of warmness where my head would be, coldness near my legs.

I tried blinking again, instead of the void my vision was been plagued by a candescent light, I could finally open my eyes. The first thing that happened was that I got assaulted by a burning feeling and my vision being partially blinded. I looked at the ground and readjusted my vision, after rubbing my eyes a few times I could finally see clearly. I was in a forest, looking down on some grass near the shore of the lake. What happened? Was this the wish that I didn't even deserve in the first place?

I approached the lake to take a good look at myself, I was still the same. Red hair, red-orangey eyes, defined yet delicate jawline, slightly puffed cheeks, and incredibly slender body build. My height did not change much, I was still around 165cm... I thought I could finally get away from this nightmare, maybe... Just maybe I would not look like my sister, yet here I was. I was "her" and not me... Well... I never really got to understand what would I look like, in the eyes of others I was just my sister, eventually, I thought the same. A lesser version of her.

I sighed in defeat and utter disappointment, all my pent up emotions started to well up, my vision became blurry, my face started to feel hot and at the same time cold by the running stream on my cheeks. I plopped to the ground in defeat, I was wearing some clothes akin to camping clothes, a rough skirt, and some well-made coat as well as high-tights with some sort of military camo.

"Even though I did not deserve a wish... Even though I did not ask for one... I still wanted to believe it would be different..." I muttered all of my disappointments as I shook quietly on the ground, I was in a state of shock and panic. I was supposed to be dead, yet here I was, with "another chance" not even knowing where I was and in the same state as before I died. It was a pitiful situation...

"Lyn, are you okay?" I felt a warm hand perch on my shoulder. I looked back teary-eyed, it was a blonde woman that seemed to be slightly curvy and about a head taller than me, she was also wearing the same type of clothes I was. "I heard you whimpering so I thought I would come to cheer you up..."

"E-e-eh..." a short voice scaped me from confusion, that was my sister's name. I felt slight rage and dread fill my insides, but before I could do something I was enveloped in warmness. Her arms tightly pulling me against her as she buried her face on my shoulder.

"You shouldn't be that worried about your brother..." She gave me a bitter smile. "I know the news just came in, but we can hope he is okay." She said with reassurance, I was confused. "I know you are always worried about him, but please, don't let it discourage you."

My eyes trembled, who was this woman, what was she saying? Even if she confused me as my sister, whatever she just said was a blatant lie, she always avoided me, often I thought it would be better if I was dead... Dead...

A feeling of regret started to emerge from me if I had just tried enough maybe I could've been something better and instead I chose death. What was I even doing? It's truly laughable, isn't it? Getting confused with my sister even after death, just how pitiful am I? I can't even die right... Maybe if I w--

My thoughts were interrupted as I was assaulted by a head-splitting headache, it wasn't even a headache, I felt as if my skull was being split open. I started shaking, the unknown woman held onto me with worries, I felt my consciousness disappear, or fade away. At that moment countless of memories flooded my brain.

* * *
​

"Lyn, you shouldn't be that worried, I am sure your brother doesn't hate you." It was the same woman as earlier talking to my sister.
My sister slowly shook her head. "That is impossible, how couldn't he hate me... He constantly gets confused with me, he constantly gets compared with me... if only we could go back... Maybe if I was dead it would be better..."

* * *​

"I can still remember... I was happy when he admired me, when he loved me, but now he just looks at me with dread and hate... I cannot stand it..." She paused. "Where did I go wrong? I tried my best just for you so that you could be proud of me... Now you cannot even look at me... that was it... it was my fault... I am sorry you have such a useless sister..." This time she was alone, talking to herself.

* * *
​

Countless memories of the same nature kept going through my head, I felt as if a weight had been taken off me but at the same time, I felt an increasing burden, guilt, anger to myself. Long forgotten memories coming back, times when I ignored her, times when I avoided her... Was this really what I wanted? In the end, it was my fault.

"Lyn..." It was the woman again, I was looking at a ceiling that seemed to be made out of some type of cloth. Her eyes widened as she made eye contact with me. "You are awake!" She couldn't hide her slight excitement before she became grim again. "You collapsed... I know the news weren't good, but..." She bit her lips sealed, it was as if she didn't want to continue speaking, she talked to me as if I was my sister.

At that moment I recalled what had just happened, I never wore women clothes or anything close for that matter, it wasn't that hard to piece together... With those thoughts in mind, I gulped and decided to ask the question.

"He is dead isn't he?" My voice was oddly cold, I couldn't make out the emotions I was feeling, rage, resentment, regret, self-hatred, peacefulness, bitterness... It was a myriad, more than what I could ever count.

"Y-Yes..." She hesitantly admitted with regret and slight surprise could be seen in her eyes. Her eyes lightened up again. "Don't worry, our research is almost done, maybe if..." I had no memories of said research. "Maybe... Maybe we will finally be able to c-change y-your a-a-appearance..." She said with slight hesitation and a shaky voice, she seemed to fear what I was about to do hearing those words.

However, my eyes widened, why would I want to change my appearance? Rather... why would my sister want to change her appearance? Was that how it was?

"It will be complete... Once again..." She muttered.
I tilted my head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

She started fiddling with her thumbs and adverted her gaze towards the ground as she became red. "Well... it was complete before but you used it for that..." What was 'that'? Also, if I knew the answer why is she saying it without thinking about it? "Even though you were in the same situation, you still used it on me instead... Saying its what your brother would have wanted... But I can't help but feel guilty... you always got mad when I mentioned it..." She said with a slight chuckle as she wiped a tear from her eye.

I was puzzled and my gaze darted across the unfamiliar tent, there it was. A photo of my sister and a girl, a girl in a wheelchair and severely deformed face. I knew her... She was my sister's best friend, I couldn't help but be more confused. Why would that be there? And then it clicked as I saw what was across the room, there it was -- a wheelchair.

 

[gaylolis]

That aside, I probably would ask for an infinite wish, as a wish first.

Maybe after that I'll ask the god to turn me into a loli god, and turn them into my waifu.

After few more wishes I'll ask what my twin was doing, and maybe turn them into a waifu as well.

 

[HURGMCGURG]

That aside, I probably would ask for an infinite wish, as a wish first.

Maybe after that I'll ask the god to turn me into a loli god, and turn them into my waifu.

After few more wishes I'll ask what my twin was doing, and maybe turn them into a waifu as well.

Alright. I grant you infinite wishes. The thing is though, is that you have to use up all of your wishes before they go into effect.

 

[FireflyFanatic]

It's just a quick story I whipped up on the spot, but I suppose it will do. Not quite what the prompt may have intended, but..... yuri is always worth it.

Spoiler: Story

"My wish.... It can be anything, right?"
"Yes," The god said, "I have permission to grant you anything you could possibly think of."
"Permission?"
"You're very fortunate. It seems the universe has taken a liking to you, as it usually sets limits on wishes such as this."
"Alright. I think I know what to wish for," I say, beginning to grin.
"Do tell. I'm interested to see how this will play out."
"I want to marry them."
".......What?"
"I want to marry the universe."
The god looked incredulous, but the moment I stated my wish, a light shone around me.
A new voice rang out, echoing around the room with laughter.
"Wow, you really never disappoint, do you?"
I laugh at the familiar tone.
"Well, Mother banished me for our love, but even she cannot interfere with the granting of a wish. And since I knew you were the one to grant them, I figured all I had to do was earn one."
Light gathered, and formed into a humanoid shape. I smiled broadly as the familiar face came into view. The same face I saw in the mirror every day.
"Hey there, sis. It's been a while."
She smiled. "Took you long enough."

 

[gaylolis]

Alright. I grant you infinite wishes. The thing is though, is that you have to use up all of your wishes before they go into effect.

oh, it works better. no risk of wishing something that can destroy the world and fuck me up.

then i can make a list of everything i want, and at the very end, wish 'use up all the remaining wishes'.

 

[BenJepheneT]

Like I give a shit what the other half did. For all I know he's banging his third Hawaiian wife in a Norwegian fishing cruise on its way to a live reenactment of Vinland Saga.

but I know what I'll wish for

the n word pass

 

[HURGMCGURG]

Like I give a shit what the other half did. For all I know he's banging his third Hawaiian wife in a Norwegian fishing cruise on its way to a live reenactment of Vinland Saga.

but I know what I'll wish for

the n word pass

Not even gods can grant you that.

 

[Wretch]

Spoiler

Oh no... not again. Why did his twin have to get summoned to another world again?! Whatever, if he is showing up in his twin's place that means his brother doesn't want to deal with it.

"Ahem," He clear his throat, getting ready to deepen it. Really, he can't help that his brother has a much deeper voice than him. "Well then, your grace, I want the most comfortable bed to ever exist, complete with a built in alarm that never fails to wake me up, so I don't oversleep." He wasn't ready to commit to a relationship yet.

"A-are you sure? You don't want anything else?" He seems surprised, can't imagine why.

"Such as? I'm pretty sure a fridge full of unlimited snacks would be too much to ask." But that kind of girlfriend... mmhm. Tasty.

He heard the god mumble under his breath, an idolized look in his eyes: "Fridge... unlimited snacks... why wasn't I told about this?!"

"Your grace, about my wish... is it acceptable or not?" He was kinda nervous, afterall this is the first time he was acting on the agreement his twin and he had recently made. He just hoped this god, whoever he was, didn't notice the difference between his noodle arms and his brother's fit appearance. It would be a disaster.

"Ah, yes, I will grant it immediately! Have a good journey!" The god waved his scepter ceremoniously around and mumbled some stuff that gave him a headache.

"Wait! What journey?!" What was this god saying?

"Ah you're being summoned again, don't worry your bed will go with you." The god blinked innocently, he definitely didn't plan this. Nope, not at all!

"What are you talking ab--"

"Have fun!" The god finished his chant and the boy before him disappeared in a flash of light, leaving only a trail of dust. He needed better maids, they said they dusted the throne room. But clearly that was a lie!

"Well, at least there's another troublemaker under control. What with his powers running about in a normal world, haah, we just avoided disaster." The god leaned his head in his hand. He was extremely relieved.

"My lord! Urgent news from one of the normal worlds under your protection has acquired an interloper with uncondoned magic abilities!" Just then an aid rushed in, panicked and shouting.

"What I thought we just sent him off?" The god was confused, what was the point of what he'd just done then? Because there was only one such person in any of his worlds.

The aid looked at his large stack of papers, "It says here that we have mistakenly summoned his twin brother."

At that the god could only sigh and facepalm. Really, to be outsmarted by that troublemaker again, it made him really regret summoning him that first time. Well, you reap what you sow, this was his own fault.

"It looks like it's time for me to get to work on fixing this problem myself. Get my war-axe." The god stood up in his full glory, dazzling and bright. Truly a sight to behold.

"Yes!" The aid straightened at the command and quickly went to do as bid. This would be fun.

"I hope you're ready for my wrath, human."

I went a little too long, haha (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) but here's my short story. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

 

[BenJepheneT]

Not even gods can grant you that.

Nigeria

 

[Llamadragon]

A practical guide to settling into another world, by Marcus Steiner, the best selling fantasy author

Foreword

"Marc! I hope you're doing well!
I'm sorry I didn't write more. I hope you didn't think I forgot about you - the adventuring class made it really hard to send you letters. Moving around a lot. But I've found something amazing. Something you're going to love - I finally figured out a way to send you a birthday present!!! Yes, I know, it's four months too late. But considering our track record for sending anything heavier than an -"

.....I turned the very small paper around.....

"- A7 paper, you'll have to forgive me.
Marc.. do you want to visit me? I won't blame you if you don't. I know it's.... far. But I can make it happen! We'll host you! I'll show you everything I've written about. Letters too short. Whatever choose, neat present! Look forward toitItwillarrivesoon!"

I smiled a little at the way Howard always ran out of writing space. I decided to just cherish the fact that he had written, rather than think too hard about the content. He wrote similar things about visiting on occasion, only to write later and say it wasn't possible with this or that method either. He might be a summoned hero - or so he claimed, anyway... I was skeptical but I was also lonely and twelve years old and enjoyed the cute fantasy. But we had never met. He died shortly after we were born. Some things were impossible, even for him.

But sometimes when I was young, I saw people and creatures other people wouldn't. They were looking for him and found me by accident. We began a weird letter exchange and figured out that my twin brother was... his word for it was Isekai'ed, which I had to look up. That said, it was a tricky business to send letters over the borders of dimensions.

The letters never lasted. And the letter in my hand was already fading at the corner, like steam that just vanished into nothing. Howard never left true evidence of his existence. As I grew older and more aware of the impossibility of it.. I decided to just not think too hard. I was lonely. And it was nice to have a brother. Even if I thought I was a little insane. It was a heart-warming insanity to think my lost sibling was out there, happily throwing fireballs at slimes.

..... so when the snobbish-looking Dumbledore guy with a beard that reached down to his invisible ankles asked me what I wished for, I just said I wanted him to bring me to Howards address. I... didn't think too hard about it, except wondering what my imaginary brother had done this time.

That... was for the best. Things went... random for me for a while, but if I'd known, I'd probably have chickened out, never actually met Howard, and you wouldn't get to read my books. That would've been a rather sad outcome.
But that doesn't mean I wouldn't have loved to have a guidebook like the one you now hold in your hand. Most of you will simply take this for nonsense, fiction written by some guy who likes to make kids think that there are other worlds beyond the Edge of the World somewhere. To you, please enjoy this book as fiction. For those of you who are like me. Those of you who will need the book and settle into your new life properly. I give you my most whole-hearted welcome, and please enjoy your stay.

 

[HURGMCGURG]

A practical guide to settling into another world, by Marcus Steiner, the best selling fantasy author

Foreword

"Marc! I hope you're doing well!
I'm sorry I didn't write more. I hope you didn't think I forgot about you - the adventuring class made it really hard to send you letters. Moving around a lot. But I've found something amazing. Something you're going to love - I finally figured out a way to send you a birthday present!!! Yes, I know, it's four months too late. But considering our track record for sending anything heavier than an -"

.....I turned the very small paper around.....

"- A7 paper, you'll have to forgive me.
Marc.. do you want to visit me? I won't blame you if you don't. I know it's.... far. But I can make it happen! We'll host you! I'll show you everything I've written about. Letters too short. Whatever choose, neat present! Look forward toitItwillarrivesoon!"

I smiled a little at the way Howard always ran out of writing space. I decided to just cherish the fact that he had written, rather than think too hard about the content. He wrote similar things about visiting on occasion, only to write later and say it wasn't possible with this or that method either. He might be a summoned hero - or so he claimed, anyway... I was skeptical but I was also lonely and twelve years old and enjoyed the cute fantasy. But we had never met. He died shortly after we were born. Some things were impossible, even for him.

But sometimes when I was young, I saw people and creatures other people wouldn't. They were looking for him and found me by accident. We began a weird letter exchange and figured out that my twin brother was... his word for it was Isekai'ed, which I had to look up. That said, it was a tricky business to send letters over the borders of dimensions.

The letters never lasted. And the letter in my hand was already fading at the corner, like steam that just vanished into nothing. Howard never left true evidence of his existence. As I grew older and more aware of the impossibility of it.. I decided to just not think too hard. I was lonely. And it was nice to have a brother. Even if I thought I was a little insane. It was a heart-warming insanity to think my lost sibling was out there, happily throwing fireballs at slimes.

..... so when the snobbish-looking Dumbledore guy with a beard that reached down to his invisible ankles asked me what I wished for, I just said I wanted him to bring me to Howards address. I... didn't think too hard about it, except wondering what my imaginary brother had done this time.

That... was for the best. Things went... random for me for a while, but if I'd known, I'd probably have chickened out, never actually met Howard, and you wouldn't get to read my books. That would've been a rather sad outcome.
But that doesn't mean I wouldn't have loved to have a guidebook like the one you now hold in your hand. Most of you will simply take this for nonsense, fiction written by some guy who likes to make kids think that there are other worlds beyond the Edge of the World somewhere. To you, please enjoy this book as fiction. For those of you who are like me. Those of you who will need the book and settle into your new life properly. I give you my most whole-hearted welcome, and please enjoy your stay.

How can I like a post ten times?

 

[FireflyFanatic]

I would like to humbly request a continuation. I'd like to read those books you speak of.

A practical guide to settling into another world, by Marcus Steiner, the best selling fantasy author

Foreword

"Marc! I hope you're doing well!
I'm sorry I didn't write more. I hope you didn't think I forgot about you - the adventuring class made it really hard to send you letters. Moving around a lot. But I've found something amazing. Something you're going to love - I finally figured out a way to send you a birthday present!!! Yes, I know, it's four months too late. But considering our track record for sending anything heavier than an -"

.....I turned the very small paper around.....

"- A7 paper, you'll have to forgive me.
Marc.. do you want to visit me? I won't blame you if you don't. I know it's.... far. But I can make it happen! We'll host you! I'll show you everything I've written about. Letters too short. Whatever choose, neat present! Look forward toitItwillarrivesoon!"

I smiled a little at the way Howard always ran out of writing space. I decided to just cherish the fact that he had written, rather than think too hard about the content. He wrote similar things about visiting on occasion, only to write later and say it wasn't possible with this or that method either. He might be a summoned hero - or so he claimed, anyway... I was skeptical but I was also lonely and twelve years old and enjoyed the cute fantasy. But we had never met. He died shortly after we were born. Some things were impossible, even for him.

But sometimes when I was young, I saw people and creatures other people wouldn't. They were looking for him and found me by accident. We began a weird letter exchange and figured out that my twin brother was... his word for it was Isekai'ed, which I had to look up. That said, it was a tricky business to send letters over the borders of dimensions.

The letters never lasted. And the letter in my hand was already fading at the corner, like steam that just vanished into nothing. Howard never left true evidence of his existence. As I grew older and more aware of the impossibility of it.. I decided to just not think too hard. I was lonely. And it was nice to have a brother. Even if I thought I was a little insane. It was a heart-warming insanity to think my lost sibling was out there, happily throwing fireballs at slimes.

..... so when the snobbish-looking Dumbledore guy with a beard that reached down to his invisible ankles asked me what I wished for, I just said I wanted him to bring me to Howards address. I... didn't think too hard about it, except wondering what my imaginary brother had done this time.

That... was for the best. Things went... random for me for a while, but if I'd known, I'd probably have chickened out, never actually met Howard, and you wouldn't get to read my books. That would've been a rather sad outcome.
But that doesn't mean I wouldn't have loved to have a guidebook like the one you now hold in your hand. Most of you will simply take this for nonsense, fiction written by some guy who likes to make kids think that there are other worlds beyond the Edge of the World somewhere. To you, please enjoy this book as fiction. For those of you who are like me. Those of you who will need the book and settle into your new life properly. I give you my most whole-hearted welcome, and please enjoy your stay.

 

[Llamadragon]

I would like to humbly request a continuation. I'd like to read those books you speak of.

Perhaps one day.. I always did enjoy travel journals.