Mind and Body Control Ring

This story is pure fiction. Written to be published here. Such behavior has no place in reality.

There was a god who was nearing the end of his existence. Humans were doing the same thing over and over again, believing decreasingly in gods and relying more and more on technology. He was sure that it wouldn't be long before a god of technology would arise. That was just the way it was. Gods were created by people's wishes, at least indirectly. People started wishing for something, then at some point they started praying and when enough people prayed, a god came into being. He had also come into being in this way, and when he thought back, it was a wild time in which he had come into existence.

He also felt that time was slowly running out because if no one believed in him anymore, he would gradually cease to exist. The only chance he had then been that a group would remember him again and worship him to boot. He had always been an insignificant god with little power, and that was the reason why he did not expect him to ever be rediscovered. So he decided to take a radical step. He would bind himself and part of his power. He wandered through the vastness of the universe, collecting various substances that were present in the planets and stars. The god wandered on to one of the hottest stars existing and formed a ring by circling all the materials he had gathered between his palms. The material between his hands spun faster and faster and began to melt from the friction and heat of the sun in front of him. Once the material was liquid, he concentrated on the shape he wanted to create.

The god had decided on a ring because he knew that humans liked to wear rings, so he formed a ring piece by piece and put more and more of his energy into it. He saw the material forming more and more, and he felt himself becoming weaker and weaker as the strength or power in the ring grew. As far as he knew, he was the first god to do such a thing. The ring was formed, and he set a clear diamond into it before he began to engrave mysterious runes into it. Character by character, he worked his way around the ring, engraving his name in a language that humans could not read or understand. With each rune he engraved, it became a little more of him and the diamond changed its color. If it was time for him to cease to exist, then he wanted to determine when and how it would happen. He had reached the last rune and the diamond was now completely black.

When the last rune was engraved, you could have heard a laugh if you had been nearby and were a god yourself, but as there was nothing and nobody around, nobody could hear it. So the laughter died away and the image of the god disappeared, being absorbed into the ring. As soon as it had disappeared, the ring turned on itself and vanished.

The laughter echoed a little and a few words formed.

"Have fun with my ring, whoever finds it!"