Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

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"Affirmative, host." Nancy replied in a happy voice and within seconds, a blinking green dot was seen on the system map of our bored gamer.

This was not a normal map by any means as it depicted not only the worlds in this xianxia realm but also the different myriad realms of other worlds and their respective power systems.

This comprised the dimension where the creativity of 3 Elder Gods knew no bounds whatsoever. They were certainly pretty imaginative in crafting these little realms into being.

At least this was true in the beginning. Inside one of these realms, Earth could be perceived to belong in a small universe that has no existence of any spiritual essence but was brimming with an overabundance of intelligence and technology of its people.

It was where our bored gamer was of course coming home to. A place that he can call his own.

"Thank you, Nancy." Clark smiled and he was gone in an instant.

Before long, his figure could be seen to break the boundaries of space and into a whole new realm that was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

Our good gamer could not help but laugh at what he found.

"My fellow men really had the spirit to conquer it all." Clark grinned because he could see the huge changes that has come upon his people.

Humanity has ushered into a new era and has totally became a multi planetary species. From the milky way, they founded new settlements and expanded into the horizon.

It was pretty epic to witness how far the inhabitants of the Earth has progressed.

"Although i may have only stayed in that xianxia world for one hundred years or so but the time difference between the two realms are astronomical!

It seems like almost ten thousand years has already passed on Earth." Clark muttered his findings as he continued to inspect the great changes that has occurred during that time.

He especially loved seeing the huge warships and battle cruisers that roamed the inhabited planets of humanity.

A full minute passed until he finally searched for a specific soul in the cosmos. Clark found her in but mere seconds alone.

"There you are, mother. You are so beautiful as always." Our bored gamer said as he longed to live the life that has been taken away from him.

Alas, everything was already drastically not the same. He was looking at a small innocent girl who was about the age of 5.

Currently sleeping soundly while hugging an equally cute teddy bear like her.

Souls were eternal and as such, our bored gamer's mother has already been unto the cycle of reincarnation a couple of times already. With each death and rebirth, no memories lingered.

A gift or a curse to the immortal little souls that were housed inside the frail flesh of its owners.

"Why am i feeling guilty all of a sudden?" Clark smiled bitterly in place.

He knew that what he was about to do next was selfish indeed but that has not convinced himself to back down now of all times.

He has sacrificed for far too long and far too much to think about other people but himself.

"SIGH!"

"Let me be greedy just this one time. Let me love my self first. I think i deserve this much." Clark nodded and gazed at the amazing accomplishment that his brethren has molded into form.

"If you can all do it once, I'm sure that you could do it once more also." This was our bored gamer's parting words before an immense light has shrouded on his person.

There was a huge representation of an ancient clock behind his back but it was curious to see that the hands of time has fully stopped at this point.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" Three beats passed and when the fourth struck its chimes, the hands of time flowed reverse in slow agonizing taps.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

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This continued for a long minute until its pace gained momentum in the next. Motion moved backwards and the same was happening in all over the place in rapid successions.

An old man returned to his youth and unto the moment of his conception when his parents was still dating. Alas, it did not stop there as everything was forced to go back harshly.

Records were lost, discoveries were forgotten, and trillions upon trillions of people were just gone in order to return to a time some ten thousand years into the past.

The process just took 10 minutes. It finally paused on a boy's room who was ravaged by a flying truck from the sky.

This case remained a mystery for a time until it has become an urban legend of sorts.

"The Golden Boy and the Truck of Fate. These people really knew how to spin a good story." Clark could only shake his head at this time.

This was of course not the end that he was willing to see and so he moved time some more until the truck disappeared totally from the picture.

What was left was a boy who looked dumb and emotionless in front of his computer screen that has credits of the Witcher Series flashing idly by.

"Time to occupy me soulless body." Clark was excited to see his family. But before that, he needed to do something first.

"Can you help me a bit, my friend?" He asked towards the Heavenly Treasure inside him. This was none other than the clay brick of course.

Since our bored gamer's mortal body on Earth could not truly cage a True Immortal soul like the one he possessed right now, at least not without exploding in bits and pieces, it was better to ask for a remedy and do something about this.

Clark was well aware that the clay brick has already regained its former splendor and power. When the previous owner of the clay brick died, the Heavenly Treasure chose to take away a sizable part of its power in order to hide in one of the fruits of the World Tree.

A single fruit of the World Tree can make a trash cultivator become a True Immortal just by eating it alone.

This was of course not so surprising given that there were countless dimensions inside that lone fruit.

The souls, nourishment, and spiritual energy contained within that fruit was absolutely immeasurable to say the least. It did not need saying that many coveted the World Tree indeed.

Alas, it was only too sad that a mighty guardian guaranteed the safety of the World Tree.

A Supreme Existence that could even match the combined strength of the Nine Heavenly Treasures of Creation!

The Gate Keeper!

"..." The clay brick did not speak of course. It remained quiet but that did not mean at all that it hasn't understood the request of our avid gamer.

Within moments, Clark could feel the same advent of something he was all too familiar with.

"Don't tell me that... NOOOOO!" Our bored gamer roared but it was already too late for any regrets.

He experienced yet another brutal set of tortures that lasted him a few couple billions years in agony before a tear in his soul came into being.

A Soul Fragment that our good gamer could use to take possession of his mortal body on Earth.

"FUCK ME! You should have said what you were about to do beforehand, clay brick! I wasn't ready at all!"

Clark fumed for five minutes as he berated his otherwise non responsive Heavenly Treasure. And he was not pretty tame in his word usage.

Nonetheless, the clay brick continued to bid its silent reply.

"SIGH! I wish this clay brick could also have a heart like my system Nancy. It appears that it really doesn't care for my feelings.

Maybe when i truly master this priceless item, that's when i could use its power to the fullest and do every whim i can imagine." Clark encouraged himself to think positive as always.

He knew how easy it was for the first owner to use this clay brick. The man just found it on a dig in some archaeological find and his long heroic and adventurous tale started from there.

"It was so easy for him but i have to do a quest of conquering 50 worlds under my belt in order to gain total ownership of this Heavenly Treasure.

Why do i always have to suffer difficulty in my life? I would be great to just sleep around all day and have fun with my women day in and day out."

"SIGH!" Clark lamented his fate for the umpteenth time but quickly moved on when he remembered that he has something he could use already.

He commandeered his Soul Fragment to go unto his soulless mortal shell on Earth and crossed his fingers for the outcome.

"I hope i don't turn into a dumb drooling fool in the aftermath. I sure remember that the Freaky Lady told me that i could only possess a non living entity as a carrier of my Soul Fragment."

Clark mused in apprehension. The people, cultivators, and immortals outside where the World Tree resided did not have the ability to create Soul Fragments of their own True Soul.

This magic was only ever available in small facade of dimensions inside the fruits of the World Tree.

"Here goes nothing!" Clark said at last and when he opened his eyes, he was already within his original body. Back again, at last! The Soul Fragment has succeeded to occupy his body.

It may be because it was his own body to begin with or some other reason behind but such things did not matter much.

Our bored gamer tried moving and everything functioned well enough. And the first thing he did was run to the doors and shout these words over and over again.

"MOM!" Tears dropped from his eyes. Though he may be as old as time already, his heart remained as young as ever. He did not forget. He could not.

This memory was what fueled him to go on and to never give up. And so our bored gamer's call echoed inside this big mansion, calling for his beloved time and time again.

"MOM!"

"MOM!"

"MOM!"

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