Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

The hours went by and anyone between them failed to notice its significance. Not that it mattered in the long run.

Nevertheless, the end was soon to come and the eventual explosion arrived thereafter.

"PEW!"

"PEW!"

"PEW!" The Demon Lord spurted a gallon of come and the bed was literally soaking to the extreme.

It was only during this state of euphoric high that he experienced something that was absolutely unexpected.

"The gods play their games as always." This was the last words of the Demon Lord before he succumbed to his fate.

Although he considered himself as the strongest existence in his original universe but he had never discounted the fact that there were other mysterious beings out there that would toy him like a sacrificial pawn.

And today, he became one of them in fact.

"THUD!" The bed trembled in the aftermath of a great Demon Lord's collapse. This also marked the advent of our very own protagonist.

"SIGH!"

"I don't know how to right this wrong at all." Our bored gamer commented as he looked at the tired and sleeping figure of Meg Robinson.

He paused for a long time before he moved away from the scene of debauchery.

A huge mirror appeared with a thought and Clark saw the amazing gifts that his new body has brought him today.

"Hmmm... Time to go for another quick run." Clark decided and a smile could be lurking behind his thoughtful face.

* * *

Ten thousand years later and our avid gamer conquered the entire universe without a hitch.

The same golden throne floated brightly in the morning sun and several trillion souls knelt in place. The harvest time came and went smoothly.

"The quest here is done, partner. Send me to the next one." Clark muttered and as expected, everything went black thereafter.

"DING!"

Power Systems Conquered: 35/50

The cycle continued and a new story unfolded.

* * *

"Hmmm... Another op start. Well, i can't complain with this aspect at all." Our bored gamer mused once he regained consciousness about his surroundings.

There was no movie to be played nor was he privy to some lengthy life story since a scene of destruction assailed his sight the moment he first opened his eyes.

A breath later and the rush of memories has flown steadily towards his mind. It did not take him long to realize where this place was and who this dead shell he was occupying.

"It appeared that the gates of godhood is closed in this world." Clark only had these words to say about the sad fate of this old soul.

This man tried to ascend beyond the realm of possibility and what answered him back was a huge slap of denial. He paid dearly for it since he lost his life in the process.

"One should learn how to be satisfied with what one has." Our avid gamer sighed and adjusted his breathing.

The tribulation scars slowly healed on his body but the process was anything but painless.

A whole minute later and Clark could be seen embodying a naked young man who had a rather ordinary face.

He tried to find for anything that could cover his nudity but immediately found out that he could find nothing.

Even the storage ring on this immortal's finger got destroyed in the aftermath of that merciless heaven's punishment.

"SIGH!"

"With no cultivation base whatsoever, this would be a long walk indeed." Clark took a deep breath when he realized what he had to do. This immortal dwelling was crumbling.

Thus, there was no point in staying here anymore.

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

"THUD!" Several seconds later, a naked young man could be seen walking out from this destroyed paradise.

* * *

"NEIGH!" The sudden halt of the horses startled everyone in the convoy.

"What's happening out there?! Why did we stop?!" An angry voice rang in the silent of the night.

"Master, we found somebody up ahead! I think that he i..." A servant reported but was instantly cut off by another angry rebuke.

"It's an ambush! Tell our men to prepare! Don't just stand there you fool!" The angry man panicked.

The servant would have wanted to clarity the state of things but followed the order of his master to a tee. He knew that there was no use in disobeying when his master was like this.

"DING!" The men were armed with swords and bow as they looked around in all directions to gauge the position of their enemies. Alas, the quiet forest persisted to make it sound.

"I think that there is no one out there, master." The servant suggested after a while.

They had a convoy of more than a dozen carriages and so it was obvious that they were bringing a lot of valuables tonight with them.

Everyone was ready to defend these products with everything they got.

"Shut up! You are too dumb to the dangers of the world!" The angry man replied. Then all of them listened to any sound that they could gather. Alas, no monsters came from the forest.

"It's only a dead man, master." The servant stated. He moved away from the group of men and walked closer to the motionless figure in the road.

It did not take him long to notice that the young man was dirty beyond imagination and was wearing his birthday suit more than anything else.

What was most surprising detail above all was the thing that he noticed next.

"Master! This person is still alive!" The servant called. He had an instinct to help his fellow man but his master did not share the same sentiment.

"Leave him! We're already late as it is. Let's go!" The angry man who was the leader of this caravan ordered.

He was the first man to jump into his luxurious carriage once more and the rest could only obey his words. This was true until...

"Help him." A gentle voice said behind the most protected car in the group.

"As you wish, young miss." An old man replied and in a blink of an eye, the still form in the middle of the road disappeared from the view of everyone.