Bored Gamer in Other World

Chapter 813 - 813 Twenty Seven

I could not wait and dawdle my time away with fucking day in and day out without immediate results afterwards.

Let them worlds burn! HAHAHA! They mean nothing to me at all.

In the end, i shall be the reaper of their lives in the midst of this chaos. I am Death and I am coming! HAHAHA!

* * *

"We are arriving at approximately 5 minutes, Commander." i heard the soulless voice reached my ears in its continual statement of reports.

"Finally!" my thoughts wandered and looked back at the scene 10 years ago.

Countless of my kind populated the void to scour the vastness of space and in our midst was our creator. Our true body and the master that we serve, Damon Everhart.

Fast forward one decade and it was about time to get these legs moving again. The boredom i felt during the duration of the journey was indescribable.

Although there were VR toys that would seem realistic enough to waste some of my juice on but that got boring after the ten thousandth time.

Thus, i reverted back to my able hands to get medieval and dirty to diversify things up. HAHAHA!

"Congratulations, Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098. You have arrived at an unknown planet teeming with life and habitation.

Good luck and may you complete the quest given by our master." the computer from the compartment resounded its programmed codes.

I ignored it and immediately exited the cage that had imprisoned me for a whole decade.

I had the urge to smash it to pieces but held my temper down. HAHAHA!

I can't imagine how long it'd take for me to go back if i do that.

"WHOOSH!" the vast warship launched again until i could neither see nor hear the unseen traces of its path.

"Fresh air at last! HAHAHA!" i laughed my heart out after i totally succumbed to the overwhelming relief i felt. This continued for a full minute before only a smile remained on my face.

I spread my consciousness and examined the world that i was in.

"Interesting." was the word that bloomed on my mind after i noticed that there were various places in this planet that my mind can't observe.

Of course i could have applied more force and pierced the barriers that hindered my eyes but i chose not to.

It was more appealing to see these places with my own two eyes. Peeking was only fun during the first few times. HAHAHA!

I gazed at the distance and determined the most populated area near me.

"Time to work." i muttered and in an instant, only the troubled winds marked my presence from the spot i stood once.

There was not even a footprint and the tousled land that was disturbed from the landing of my handy carrier returned to their untouched states.

Only the peculiar smell of fumes added a new taste to the air in the vicinity. Other than that, the rest remained the same.

"It seemed that i am lucky indeed!" i stood outside the gates and relished at scene that i witnessed.

"HUMANS!" i thought happily and thanked Lady Luck for her infinite mercy on me. I couldn't imagine what my fellow clones were doing right now.

Maybe they'll be forced to mingle with those green big headed aliens or ravenous zombies and even perhaps the gigantic beasts in the records. What unfortunate bastards! HAHAHA!

* * *

During the millions of years where man expanded in the boundless universe, they had encountered invaders of every kind.

They would have been exterminated if not for the selfless sacrifices of the brave soldiers who offered their lives for humanity's survival.

Many heroes were born in that savage era until peace was earned with the blood of the many.

And after a time, they explored deeper into space unto the known parts of enemy territories to offer trade and perhaps an alliance of sorts.

No one came back. Not even a piece of the tin can they had used to fly over there. HAHAHA!

"Hmmm. This will be perfect." i muttered and examined the quests that the lot of us replicates were given.

1. Find techniques, abilities, skills, scrolls, or any of that nature which concerns primarily on the subject about the soul.

2. Capture any women with the following standards...

a. the daughter of heaven

b. epitome of beauty

c. a maiden

d. the pride of Eve

e. the envy of men and women alike

f. hotness meter 10 out 10

g. beauty meter 10 out 10

h. could enchant a man witho..."and the list went on and on.

The fucker! HAHAHA! Always thinking with his other head. But i was not one to blame since i have also that particular trait.

But what angers me much was the addendum on the last.

(you can't fuck any of these women, touch them and you will not die, only eternal suffering awaits your honored self, p.s. please choose wisely)

In the end, we could only fuck ourselves. After hearing this, some of my twins decided to rebel and they turned to dust before they could even say, "Fuck You Very Much Daddy!" HAHAHA!

What did they expect? Although we were made in the same likeness and image of our Maker, that definitely did not mean that we were equal in any case or form.

We were mere toys for Him. A tool to do His bidding. One that Damon Everhart would erase without a shred of hesitation or compassion.

Thus, we survivors wizened up after the bloody demonstration of power. Who would want to die next after just being brought out into life? HAHAHA!

And i could never forget the last words of that Man be he allowed us to search every corner of this universe.

"You are my bitches. What are you?" Damon Everhart asked in a soft voice.

"We are your bitches, Damon!" and all of us answered like the cunts we were. HAHAHA!

We shared part of his knowledge and knew exactly how our Creator thinks.