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The Fallen Gamer Ch 121
🕑 Added 2023-11-29 01:20:37 +0000 UTCC 121
“Well this brings back unpleasant memories…” I said as I led Gabriel and Kokabiel through a very familiar graveyard. Just like the last time I was here, it was very foggy and an eerie sense of dread hung in the air.
“Have you been here before Layla?” Gabriel asked me as she looked around. “This graveyard feels tainted…”
Kokabiel scoffed. “I can sense someone is performing a necromancy ritual nearby.” He looked towards the same direction I'd recalled from my first memories of my new life.
“This is the same place where I arrived when my Orb of Anywhere first transported me to Earth Marvel.” I explained.
Gabriel nodded. “That’s a good sign then. Maybe we've finally arrived at the right Earth.”
“It only took 10 tries… Your luck must be terrible, little sister.” Kokabiel said bluntly.
I felt like crying at that comment! My Luck Stat was at 100! I was supposed to be 20 times luckier than the average person!
[Maybe you're just thinking about this wrong. You thought you were unlucky when you ended up in the Zombie dimension but then you met Andrea, got a power up courtesy of Lady Death, and then you got a bunch of treasures from Asgard including an Infinity Stone. People would kill for that kind of Luck.]
Well…when the system put it that way I couldn't exactly argue.
The three of us walked down the graveyard towards the necromancy ritual nearby that Kokabiel was sensing. As we got closer, I could also sense it as well. It felt foul. There were echoes of black magic permeating the air.
“Hahaha! I have returned!” Some familiar sounding maniacal laughter rang out through the graveyard and I pretty much immediately knew what's going on…
Next to me, Kokabiel nodded his head as we all heard the echoes of the crazy laughter. “Hmm, that’s a solid evil laugh. I'll rate it 7/10. He’ll need more practice if he wants to reach my level though.” Kokabiel nodded to himself while looking smug. I suddenly had the urge to punch him…
Gabriel had a frown on her face as she looked around our surroundings. “Whatever ritual they did is complete. I can feel evil radiating everywhere. This graveyard is now unholy. It's a tainted ground.” Gabriel said as she started floating a few feet off the dirt.
[So she can’t walk on tainted ground, but she can float a few feet above it? That kind of seems like a loophole there.]
I agreed with the system on that. Gabriel was probably just being dramatic anyway. Walking on tainted ground might make an Angel uncomfortable, but it wouldn't outright hurt them. It was basically the same as a Devil entering church territory.
As the three of us finally made it towards the sound of the laughter. Lo and behold it was exactly what I was expecting. I was once again somehow crashing Voldemort's resurrection ritual. This time in another dimension. I could see a male Harry Potter sitting on the dirt in pain watching the revival of his greatest enemy with a look of horror on his face.
Lady Death had to have been messing with me! What are the odds I end up in this graveyard at the exact right time in two separate dimensions!?
“Wormtail! Give me your arm!”
“Thank you my lord!”
“Your other arm you fool!” The scene was playing out pretty much exactly to canon from what I could tell. I could also sense that this Voldemort was much weaker magically than my own was. A quick use of [Observe] put this Voldemort one at only Level 10 as well. He wanted to use Wormtail’s dark mark to summon more of his Death Eaters to the graveyard, but that would have just been more of a hassle for me to deal with.
“There’s no need for that.” I called out and interrupted them. Voldemort startled when he realized that our group had managed to ‘sneak’ up on him. He let go of Wormtail’s arm and spun around. His wand was out and a green spell was already glowing on its tip. And then his red eyes widened in shock when he took in our group. They especially lingered on Gabriel who had all of her wings on display and was hovering off of the ground.
This dimension’s Harry Potter also did a double take at seeing us. “Angels are real!?” He blurted out in shock. “Blimey…Aunt Petunia’s insane religion was right…” He sounded dejected as he spoke and looked down. He looked thin and clearly suffered from years of malnourishment. The same as Heather did. These realistic Harry Potter’s were hard to see in real life.
I wasn’t sticking around here long, but I could at least give the kid some reassurance. “You’re Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are going to hell, Harry. Whether they believe or not makes no difference.” I said to the teenager. My two siblings were probably wondering how I knew about him, but they decided to play along.
“You know my name!?” Harry exclaimed.
Gabriel smiled warmly and floated towards him. “Of course we do, child. We are always watching. You have had a hard life, but a Heavenly Law has been broken this night. We are here to rectify that.” Gabriel said as she turned her gentle gaze away from Harry and glared at Voldemort. I don't think I'd ever seen her beautiful face have so much loathing on it. “YOU! How dare you defile your immortal soul in such a disgusting manner!”
Voldemort actually took a step back as a golden aura of Light Energy started to waft off of Gabriel. A second later though, he steeled himself and glared back at her. “Who do you think you are!? I am Lord Voldemort! I am immortal. I will be the one to conquer Britain and then the world! I have beaten Death itself and I will not cower to a fake Angel.”
[Quest Issued! Kill him!]
‘Well, that’s a pretty straightforward quest…’ I thought with a laugh.
[Yeah, it's another request from Lady Death… She really hates this guy in every dimension he pops up in.]
I might as well get to it then. I was about to conjure a [Lightspear] to deal with him when–
BOOM!
[Quest Complete… You have gained the title: Death's Favored!]
Lady Death’s Favored → Any ‘immortal’ being you kill will not be able to resurrect itself and will stay dead…
I glanced to the side and saw a smug looking Gabriel. I followed her gaze and looked at where Voldemort…used to be. Now all that remained was a smoking crater. Gabriel had just obliterated him from existence. There was no coming back for him after being purged by an Archangel’s Light. That was pretty much it for this story… Except for one thing.
I conjured my own [Lightspear] and casually tossed it towards the sniveling Wormatail. He was still clutching his missing arm in pain and had no chance of dodging. The spear struck true right into his torso. He couldn't even scream as he also died.
“What? What just happened?” Harry Potter turned to us and asked. He couldn't believe what just happened in front of him and I didnt blame him.
“Well, that takes care of that. We have to go now, Harry. Don't worry about Voldemort anymore. He's dead forever. Bye.” I opened up a portal to our next destination on the list.
“Bye?” He said in confusion as we all stepped through the portal. My last glance was of him just looking around the graveyard with a gobsmacked expression on his face.
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Comments
Kris Valentine
That poor boy.
