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The Fallen Gamer Ch 16
🕑 Added 2023-08-30 21:24:40 +0000 UTCChapter 16:
The demon was thoroughly dead. I had impaled him with over 20 light spears after all. I was frankly surprised how easy it was. Maybe I was just that awesome? I was riding the high of my victory until the system came raining on my parade when my observe skill leveled up.
[Observe Level 2 - shows more details of the targets this skill is used on.]
I wanted to facepalm after using the skill on the Demon’s corpse.
[Corpse of Marigor the Gluttonous - Son of the Beast] [Level 16:] [Age: 1… ]
I had killed a literal toddler of a demon… No wonder he could hardly fight back at all. Demon’s must grow incredibly quickly physically because his body is the size of a car and weighs thrice as much.
“Other than that though,” I monologued to myself, “I’d say I had a pretty good first day in this new life. I leveled up twice, I saved Heather Potter from death by Voldemort, I met the Ancient one, I went on an epic chase sequence through London–”
[I seem to recall you complaining for a few hours straight at that point.]
“Silence from the peanut gallery please.”
[QQ…]
“…And I started a blood feud with The Hand. All that off spawn in 24 hours…” I finished.
[It was a very impressive first day. Most Gamer’s don’t accomplish nearly that much.]
“How many other gamers are there anyway?” I asked the system.
[Hundreds? Thousands? Who knows. Some Gamers get so powerful that they no longer even need their systems and they pass them onto new people.]
“That’s surprisingly nice of them.” I would expect most Gamer’s to hoard their systems forever to hold onto the power.
[It’s not nice or altruistic actually.]
“What do you mean, system?”
[Gamer’s cannot enter other Gamer’s multiverses without being invited. However, if those powerful being’s are no longer Gamers…]
My eyes widened at that realization. They would be able to invade the multiverses of Gamers and attack them! These invaders would be multiversal level entities at that point and there’s no way a new player like myself would stand a chance if that happened to me. “Am I in danger of that happening?”
[It’s always a slight possibility, but there’s only a handful of beings like that. They usually won’t leave their realms either, because the reverse is also true. Gamer’s are free to invade their realms as well since they are no longer Gamers themselves. They could send subordinates to scout out this universe though.]
“What’ll I do if that happens? Will I even know?”
[I will know, and will issue you an emergency kill quest on any extra dimensional scouts.]
“Thanks system. I can always count on you!” I smiled to myself. If there were only were a handful of evil Ex-Gamer’s out there, I wouldn't have to deal with any issues that often.
“...”
[Warning! An emergency Quest has been issued! An extra dimensional invader has been detected!]
“Are you fucking kidding me!” I exclaimed.
[Yes, I was just kidding…]
“…fuck off system…”
…
“That was a job well done, Layla.” The Ancient one said as I stepped through the portal into the Kamar Taj courtyard. On the other side, a few sorcerers passed by me and went through the same portal into the theater. I wondered why they were going back there, but the Ancient One answered without me needing to ask. “They’ll be recovering the demon's remains before anyone else can. A lot of dark rituals could take place with actual demon remains.” She explained.
I nodded to her explanation. “You might want to have them hurry then, I’m pretty sure a certain spy organization was investigating the hand.” I warned her.
The Ancient one seemed surprised to hear that. “Interesting, this timeline is diverging more and more…” I heard her mutter to herself. She probably didn’t mean to say that out loud so i didn’t comment about it. She finished her muttering before looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “I’m surprised you’re not embarrassed to be seen like… that.”
“Huh?” I looked down at myself and blushed in embarrassment. My dress that Penemue had made for me was completely shredded… My skin all over the place was exposed and the important bits were only covered by a few remaining pieces of fabric.
The ancient one snapped her fingers and some monk robes appeared in front of me. She told me to meet her in the reception chambers once I stopped looking like I’d just stepped out of a warzone.
I looked down at the offensive clothing she had given me with a say. I wasn’t exactly a fan of robes, but I supposed they'd have to do… for now.
I made sure to store away my shredded dress in my inventory. Hopefully I can find someone to repair it in the future. It held sentimental memories after all. Once I was dressed like a discount Hogwarts student, I met back up with the Ancient One in the reception chamber.
