My World Traveling System: The Harbinger of Death

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Frank did not remember how long it has been since he had been in this space.

It has felt like months… no, years.

He did not know what the exact time difference between this space and Terra was, but he could not simply leave.

No, he had to train.

An arduous, and rigorous train.

This was the training that his father himself had left for him.

Through the Will of his father, he had unlocked a certain part of the boundless power of an Overseer, the essential, primordial power that he had inherited from his father when he was born.

Such power was immense, but Frank had a flaw as a Half-Overseer.

His body was not that of an Overseer, but his soul was.

Due to this, he would not be able to take on the full extent of his power, and his body would disintegrate, which would bring his death.

Unlike other Overseers whose body and soul was one, due to being a Half-Overseer, Frank had his soul and body separated as two, if one of them were to be destroyed, he would die, even with the Soul of an Overseer, his own power would not be able to contain itself, and like an explosion of power, his energy would disperse everywhere, and he would perish.

And now that Frank had refined his soul with this greater innate power of his soul, he needed to train it while he used the residual power to evolve his own body to take over this new power…

And so, months had gone outside.

However, inside of his Inner Space, years had gone by.

But they were not wasted.

The Clone of his father had been guiding him through all of these arduous teachings and training.

He had learned many things about who he was, what was his power, and what he could be capable of.

However, Frank could not see the System inside of this space, which made him forge and learn about this power by himself, without the help of the System.

Slowly but steady… He was achieving an understanding over his own soul.

Frank meditated within the endless sea of stars…

He missed everyone so much.

Many times the thing he most desired was to escape this place and go back to his family, his sister, his parents, his friends…

For years, he contemplated these thoughts as he trained himself in the use of his soul and these new powers.

However, at some point, he began to think something.

"I have to do this… No matter how long I take… As long as I do this, as long as I master this power… I will finally be able to… Protect what I love and not be trampled by everything…"

Fueled by his grudges against those beings that brought him so much suffering, and fueled by the conviction of being able to protect those he loved, to bring them strength, and to let them be at his side…

But for all of this, he needed to find himself.

After so many years, through years, he comes to many questions which did not have concrete answers before.

"Who am I?"

"What am I?"

"Why am I here?"

"What am I doing with my life?"

"Is this what I want of my life?"

"What do I want of my life?"

"What should I do from now on?"

"What is truly my purpose?"

"Despite having to do things for Gaia, what do I want?"

But now, a fiery conviction and immense willpower had begun to blaze within his heart.

"I am Frank…"

"The son of a Human Mother and an Overseer Father…"

"I am here to train, to comprehend my own boundaries, and to finally achieve the complete control of a part of my power…"

"I have been going anywhere, doing things for a while, trying to find a purpose behind only wanting to get stronger…"

"But now… I have found something very important I must do…"

"A duty…"

"My own, selfish duty…"

"I want to protect my family. I want to destroy those that had made me suffer and anyone who will dare to do so in the future…"

"I will make and build my own home, and I will find my own place where I can belong…"

"And through countless worlds, I will discover new things, make new allies, defeat those that bring suffering to others, and grow strong enough to achieve a greater goal…"

"I have to save my father… and I will make them pay for what they did to him…"

"Overseers… Who do they think they are?"

"I will make them all pay…"

"Crush them all…"

"I will destroy their tyranny over the universe… Even if I have to become even more sinister than them…"

"I have to do it… There is not much time left… And none other than me can do this…"

"Or perhaps there are others?"

"…But I don't care. I will do things my way, and I will accomplish my goals. Whatever it takes."

"Enough with this, I have already accomplished the power I want. It is time to go out… I feel like my own emotions are fading away as I speak to myself…"

"Father… I am ready…"

Frank opened his eyes, as the aquamarine colors were now shining with iridescent golden light.

"Frank… You do not have to save me. You do not have to defeat the Overseers either. Do whatever you want. Do not feel like what I have gone through is your problem... Your life is yours, do not try to live up to my own legacy," said Frank's father.

"No. Father, this is something I want to do. It does not matter what you think about it. I will do it…" said Frank.

Frank's father noticed that Frank was no longer the same as before.

He had matured.

"My son… Are you sure about this? You want to accomplish something no one else had done before. The path you want to walk through is filled with war, blood, and destruction. To dominate the Universe and defeat the Overseers…" muttered Frank's father.

"I know. But it is not like I will not prepare. After all, I have something unique they don't possess, the power formed by the fusion of my own innate Infinite Origin and the Source," said Frank.

"The System… Indeed, such power can even give you the power to share your Infinite Origin with anyone… And even more powers. Your power is a special Trait…" said Frank's father.

"Traits. The special abilities that Overseers have when they reach Iridescent Galaxy Rank?" asked Frank.

"Indeed. Thanks to the Source, you have become able to develop your Trait before reaching that Rank. This is the System, a power of boundless possibilities… That you have not been able to use it here does not mean it hasn't been upgrading itself as you trained your soul," said Frank's father.

"As I thought, my System is part of my very Soul. As my Soul grows stronger, so the System does, right?" asked Frank.

"Indeed… now, Frank. Are you truly ready to confront the world now? Are you ready to achieve what you want? And are you ready to protect those you love?" asked Frank's father.

Frank smiled confidently, however, such confidence and conviction were not without reasons.

"I am." Said Frank, a simple and direct answer, he did not need any more words.

Frank's father smiled.

"Perhaps you are already… way stronger than I am mental. Your mind, Frank, through the dangers and experiences you have gone through, has evolved. Compared to you, I am a coward… But you… I can see that you are someone different…" Said Frank's father.

"Father… You are not a coward, you did whatever you could. I know it now… I know what you went through. And what happened to the others me," said Frank with a sorrowful smile.

The other Franks.

What… could Frank's father mean by this?

Overseers have the power to manipulate time within a world.

Several times, Frank and his mother died at the hands of the Overseers.

They were disintegrated, blasted into pieces, burned alive, torn apart, melted, electrified, had their souls devoured, and more…

Through countless timelines, Frank's father has been trying to save them.

And over one thousand of them, he failed.

Yet.

He continued…

He needed…

To save them…

Frank, was the only one that has survived through the 1394 timelines.

The only one who managed to survive as Frank's father managed to mask his power after countless tries, and had finally achieved his survivability and that of his mother…

He was nothing less than a chosen one.

"Yes… Even… after all, you had gone through… You survived… after so many tries… After resetting the world so many times… Most of my power has been drained by doing so… but… you are the result of such efforts… My son… Seeing you alive is the most precious gift I could ever receive…" said Frank's father.

"I will make sure that your efforts won't go in vain, father," said Frank.

"Now… Frank. There is the last trial…" said Frank's father.

"Trial?" asked Frank.

Frank's father slowly walked near Frank, as he manipulated the space around and made a plain field with the floor, and even some gravity.

Frank realized what this meant.

"The last trial… You mean…?" asked Frank in surprise.

"Yes, Frank. Like father like son, you are sharp. The last trial is to fight against me, and defeat me!" said Frank's father. Although he was but a Will of his father, the Will itself contained within an immense amount of power…

"Defeat… my own father… This is the last trial to… grow out of my own shell? Of my own insecurities? Of my own… traumas…" sighed Frank, standing up and confronting his father.

"Let's do it… But bear in mind, I am not going easy on you," said Frank, as Frank's father was left startled by his son's immense willpower.

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