Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

Amidst the smoking ruins in the cosmos, a giant palm fist marked its passage for a few minutes.

The burning indications grew to at least ten thousand kilometers in size which had barred any escape in or out from the scene.

And at the center of this unforgiving power, our bored gamer was nowhere to be seen.

Alas, a glow that was different from the destructive flames around it made its presence known in the otherwise neutral inky space around it.

"DING!"

"DONG!"

"DING!"

"DONG!"

The little cute light went on and off until it grew stronger with each passing breath.

About five minutes into the future, this trivial shade has recreated another rebirth unto our very own protagonist.

Before long, our bored gamer could be seen standing once more with his crimson robes and the smiling demon mask on his face.

'SIGH!'

'It seems that I need to try harder.' Clark could not help but gauge his enemy higher than the past. That inconsequential glow from before was exactly his soul fragment.

He would have wanted nothing more but for this old immortal to attack, devour, or intrude upon his soul but his wishes were proven to be in vain in the aftermath.

One should know that our good gamer's greatest weapon in existence was never his techniques but his very own soul which accommodated not one but two of the strongest cheats in this mortal realm.

Clark doubted that his soul fragment would be as fragile with Nancy and his partner clay brick in there and that would have been one of the great chances to know more about the answer to this question but alas, this old immortal chose not to do anything which has broken our bored gamer's expectations in this battle.

Either this level 10 immortal simply did not care or he was at least not very proficient in that aspect of the soul.

Thus, this old immortal was indeed wary of charging into the unknown. Luckily enough, the easiest way of knowing was simply ask. And Clark did exactly just that.

"Why hesitate? That would have been your chance in ending this fight quickly." Our avid gamer stated.

"I know better than to dabble with something as complicated as souls. But we shall see. I might just take you up on that offer if you would be convincing enough later on."

The old man replied with the same serious face from start to finish. A memory from the past resurfaced at this time and he was successful in stopping a shiver to show in his exterior.

This old immortal tried to consume an outsider's soul before and he ended up paying a heavy price in the aftermath.

He got locked in an eternity of battle inside that very soul and got no reward to show for his efforts.

The outsider escaped in the end while this old immortal nursed a grave soul injury in consequence.

One could see that it was indeed not easy to defeat and kill an existence of their level since they had basically transcended the realm of flesh and were now spirits or souls in the truest sense.

This was the reason why most high leveled cultivators could easily regrew a broken limb or an entire body from out of nothing.

But when it came to soul damage and repair, even an old immortal like this one would have to spend countless eras, epochs, and eons before he could fully be healed from the ordeal.

"Then let us continue." Clark recovered from his disappointment and was the first one to dash to meet this enemy.

"DING!" He recalled his weapon from within his system inventory and did a two handed spear strike towards the old immortal.

"BANG!" Thus, the battle resumed with even fiercer strategies on both sides.

A million and one spear lights descended on the agile form of this old immortal and though he evaded most of them, a few were bound to hit him in the end.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" A hollow sound was heard over and over again like a rotten wood hitting on pure steel. This was the sad distinction of powers between these 2 combatants.

Not even a scratch could be seen on the surface of the old man's body and tattered clothes. But when the old man responded, a whole world of difference could be seen.

"Dawn of Hell." The old immortal whispered and the whole universe blossomed in the hot magical fires that followed.

Every source flame was awakened as it bowed down to the summons of the strongest being in this realm.

Their power was being borrowed in real time which created a burning figure in the only old man that mattered at this time.

"BOOM!" Our bored gamer dissolved into insignificant ashes in the next seconds.

Such was the sad fate of someone who wanted to struggle against a level 10 existence while still at a much lower level himself.

"DING!" The same glow from before materialized from nowhere and this time around, the old man was not anymore forgiving.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

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..

...

Our bored gamer's soul was being bombarded by a world sized burning fist at this time.

'Ahhhh... This pain is very much refreshing.'

Clark cherished this long time feeling that had become so familiar and close to him over the untold years in the soul fragmentation process but he did not forget his quest amidst this sudden recollection.

'I can withstand at least 10 minutes into this merciless pounding but any more than that and this soul fragment will surely be scattered to nonexistence.'

'And i can't let something like that happen to me.'

Our bored gamer mused even while he was enjoying this rare treatment of agony and torture in the recent times of peace that he had lived.

"Parade of the Mastodons."

A voice in the void said and immediately after that, a hundred huge avatars of a divine elephant used its prodigious trunk to swallow and absorb the unimaginable energies around.

Before long, Clark's pristine form was seen once more into the world.

"This will be a long long war." Our good gamer muttered but he was not at all frustrated by this prospect. In fact, he was quite looking forward to having this great exercise today.

A few seconds of silence passed before the inevitable finally arrived.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!" The entire universe felt and witnessed a war between two powerful giants.