As of yet untitled story, Chapter 1
Susan looked over the table to the man who sat across from her. Two cups of coffee were placed on the table-top between them, packets of sugar and milk next to the cups. The man, Haru Matsumato, stared back. He was not very tall, middle aged. Greying hair adorned the top of his broad face. He wore a crumpled, light-grey business suit. A pen was stuck in the breast pocket of his off-white shirt, next to a black tie that had been loosened. He held his hands below the table-top and leaned forward.
'It is a great honor to finally meet you, Carlton-sama.' His English had a thick accent, with a lisp. He bowed his head slightly, seemingly oblivious to the hatred Susan felt for this man.
'You have a lot of nerve to seek me out here, of all places. You are aware you're at the center of my power, aren't you?'
Haru smiled at her and bowed his head again. `Yes, lady Carlton, I am perfectly aware of our surroundings. I would like for you to regard my presence here as a gesture of good will. I have come to pay you my respect.'
Susan felt anger and hatred surge through her body. She felt as if she was giving off waves of heat. But she couldn't afford to make a scene here: all around them, diplomats were mingling, accompanied by their interpreters. Business as usual at the UN headquarters. Susan quickly composed herself and averted her eyes. She shifted in her seat uneasily. 'How did you get in, anyway?'
Haru smiled again, knowing that he had forced her into a defensive posture. 'I know that you have little love for me, that is why I came to see you. I had to... manipulate certain things to be able to get in.' He showed her a chipcard.
With a shock, Susan realised it: the security systems were all managed by computers. Put your chipcard in a reader, and the doors would open if you had access to the section of the complex that laid beyond. Computers were Haru's Power: he could manipulate them at will. He would not have any trouble at all to gain access to any room in the whole UN complex.
Haru was a God, and computers were his Power. As the God of Computers, he had power over anything computer-controlled. There were gods for just about anything: stars, trees, cars. There were even gods for abstract concepts: mathematics, poetry, senseless accidents. Gods held absolute power over their domain: they could manipulate, create and even destroy the things of their aspect.
There was a whole set of gods and godesses, each with their own portfolio. Most didn't know each other, some didn't even bother to actually do anything with their aspect. A god's power was innate and independent of the state of their portfolio. Little pantheons formed: gods aligned themselves into groups and formulated common goals and strategies. Being a god meant being in control of a small part of reality - that kind of power could be used to bend the world in the direction you wanted.
Of course, for each group you would care to name, there was another group that held opposing views. Haru Matsumato, the God of Computers, was the opponent of Susan Carlton, the Goddess of Diplomacy and Social Gatherings. He was the Hades to her Demeter, the Ares to her Athene.
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