Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"What do you mean, Agent Conrad?" Lucas asked as if wondering if there was something wrong with the big tall man before him. Nobody just ever asked a question like that at all.

"Since you already have a record in the Spectral Enforcement Committee then it would be easy for you to join the Imperial Military Force.

I believe that that would be a better option compared to going back to your hometown. What do you say, Mr. Osbert?" Agent Conrad told the facts as plainly as possible.

He had high hopes that this ordinary looking young man was not as stupid as he appeared.

"But what about my powers? I have none, don't i?" Lucas bowed his head and acted accordingly to the situation.

"Or does my power require me to die again so that I could return to the living in a few hours. Sadly, I don't think that any enemy I would face will be merciful a second time around."

Our bored god mused out loud. He knew that with his unbelievable resurrection recorded in the video files of the morgue in Faria Town, there was no need to lie about his ability.

Especially when he said to his interrogators over and over again in the past 1 year that he was fully conscious when his uncanny regeneration ability took place after the accident happened.

And it was only after his complete revival that his memory had taken a hit as a side effect that made him acquire his temporary amnesia also.

In normal circumstances, this would have been a tall tale to spin but alas, this New Earth was already beyond normal in this day and age.

"Let me take care of that. That is why I wanted to adopt you in the first place. It could pave your way a lot more easier than being a talentless Specter in some forgotten and nameless town."

Agent Conrad was blunt with his words. A few breaths of silence ensued and upon the 30th beat of the clock, our bored god finally raised his head and smiled.

"Thank you for the offer, Agent Conrad. Please take care of me from now on." Lucas smiled and the deal was basically over and done with.

He got transferred to a private room next and the rest was history. This bored god will have the time of his life in this realm and shall play to the fullest thereafter.

At least that was what he thought at first.

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

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A small tiny thing flew around the face of Lucas. It landed on his left cheek and that was when he decided to end the life of the poor fellow.

"PAK!" A sharp sound echoed loudly and a palm print hastily registered on our bored god's face.

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

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What was curious to see was that the tiny thing still lived and very much so indeed. It hovered over the skin of Lucas and perched gracefully on his forearm this time around.

The cute creature then drilled its little spear onto the skin of our bored god. It began to suck blood and the taste satisfied what it was meant to do in the first place.

Live and survive in this unforgiving world.

"BANG!" A hard smack threatened to end the life of our hapless mosquito but same as the last, it dodge the killing hand with unbelievable alacrity.

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

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The mosquito flew around and sought for a new place to feed. The target did not change of course since it hovered around the body of Lucas in the duration.

"Interesting. I wonder how a little life can escape a god's punishment?" Lucas wondered and he was truly curious to solve this mystery.

He treated this mosquito as a lucky find and so he changed plans. He now wanted to capture this object of fascination.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

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Two palms tried to encircle this humble life over and over again but without much success.

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

"ZEE!"

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The mosquito evaded each attempt and would even taunt relentlessly on Lucas' person.

It would cling many times on the bored god's face which would make the latter slap his own face in consequence.

"I can't believe that a supreme existence like me could not catch this one tiny mosquito before me!"

Five minutes of useless attacks had already passed and Lucas was already annoyed by this situation.

At this time, he used the full faculties of his power in order to end this funny circumstance quickly.

"Void Lock!" Lucas shouted and the space in the room around him seemed to collapse in the next moment.

It started from the outside and squeezed towards the commanding figure of a god. This would have normally spoken a dead end for an insignificant mosquito but not this one.

"POKE!" The mosquito easily pierced the technique as it passed safely outside of this terrible space net.

"Impossible!" This was Lucas' reaction when he saw what happened before his eyes.

It was then that he realized that some powerful entity outside of his understanding might be playing at his expense.

He wanted to apologize and utter a friendly dialogue towards whoever was out there but alas, this bored god could feel the erratic pumping of his heart inside his chest.

This left him breathless and weak. Lucas tried to muster an explosion of all his secret life saving techniques but he was disconnected with his influence with the great daos.

"..." In the end, a bored god crumpled to the floors. Pale and devoid of any life whatsoever. Three breaths passed then this dead body stood up and took its first breath once more.

"A true immortal as my next body."

"Thank you, partner!" A voice resounded in the room thereafter. It did not need saying that this was not anymore Lucas the Bored God.

Clark looked around and digested the memories of this long lived immortal. It took him awhile to do that but he never cared for such trivial matter at all.

Our bored gamer knew that with this much power on his hands right now, conquering this realm would only take him several years at most.

"SIGH!"

"Good times are ahead of me!" Clark smiled and thanked his silent partner once again.