Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"Please come back to the Family, young master. Your father wishes to see you at once." a gentle voice called out.

"It's Grandfather Nicholas, young master." my bitch informed me.

"I know."

"Tell him that i would only be gone for a couple of hours, Nicholas." i threw the words out but got no response from the fool.

He still stood in front of my coach like a motionless statue on display.

"Are you disobeying your future Master, Nicholas?" i added after a few breaths had passed. The mirth contained within my voice was unmistakable.

"Do you want to die that badly, old man? Then please continue." these were my thoughts as my hands were already itchy from its extended inactivity.

I long for blood and its salty flavor was dearly missed by my senses.

"You are still young, Neon. You won't be taking your father's place anytime soon." so dared the ant before me.

"If that is your wish, then let me grant it for you." i spoke these curious words aloud and went out of my majestic ride.

I felt the air on my skin and the heat of the yellow orb above. It was a good feeling. To be alive and carefree once again.

"The life of a monarch restarts here." i decided.

A mortal yearned to block the path of a god. Amusing!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"What happened, young master?" Noemi, my play toy asked. An innocent woman, ignorant to the ways of the world. Such a delicious treat indeed.

"Nothing. I convinced Nicholas to see my purpose. He's had a change of mind and would in fact come with us to the Ceres Family." Thus, the journey resumed with no further excitement that laid in my way.

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After a few minutes, i could finally see where i wanted to go. From the sparse structures and homesteads to an epic scene of commerce.

There was a sea of people on the roads that hinted the condition of the Ceres' prosperity. And towards the center, aloof from all the noises, stood the grand ancestral dwelling of my fiancée.

"We want to have an audience with Miss Tamara." i heard my able and recently converted apostle spoke these words to someone.

Though i had wished so bad to squash this foolish imbecile but I decided against it in the end. A faithful dog shouldn't carry the sins of its master. So i had only fucked his mind to do my bidding.

If I wanted to sate my bloodlust, I could kill anyone any time I wanted to. This world was packed with people. And they were all nothing but victims awaiting my slaughter.

"I'm sorry, Master Nicholas. But the Lady barred the entrance of all her visitors. She is currently on closed door cultivation and no one knows when she'll go out." a new voice graced my ears.

"Dispense with the courtesy, Nicholas. Kill your way inside." these were my commands that no dog of mine can ever defy.

It was after all a much satisfying feat to conquer than to please like a penniless clochard.

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"BOOM!" and the kill festival had officially been launched.

"Who are you? You are not Neon Killoran." A tiny divine sense tried to reach me. What a sharp old man.

I never expected my newly acquired toy soldier to panic but even as he was dragged like a puppet on the gallows,

Nicholas still retained a calmness befitting someone who had seen much of what the world has to offer.

A trait commendable for a mortal. Though not rare, still, this old man would be a worthy general by my side.

Not like i can't find anywhere else's but what was the use of looking into the far horizon when the specks of dust beneath my feet was readily available for my purposes.

"You are a good blade, Nicholas. Please just do that right now and you can talk all you want later." i replied with no words wasted and after that, i heard no more of his ugly aged voice.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

The serenade of death had started the way i want it to while i listened to its familiar rhythm in calm repose. Sadly, not all can be an enlightened being like me.

"YOUNG MASTER!" the tender tones of terror reached my ears. My dear Noemi. What a lovely bitch.

"Shall we hide?" my cunt added in a whisper. I turned my head to gaze at her terror with pure amusement.

If this woman could be worth my time cultivating, then it was an apt time to test her mettle.

"Do you want to stay with me, Noemi?" i answered with a question of my own.

"I will do anything to be with you, young master!" and i got nothing but her unadulterated wish to serve me.

An orphan honed by the family, with no one to look back and only myself to cling on, Noemi had nothing to gain and everything to lose if i dispose of her like a used papyrus.

Attendants like her has a sad history of getting replaced the moment their masters have had their fill of their flesh.

A servant of the Family was very much an expendable commodity. Not one but thousands could replace her valued seat with but a moment's notice. And this fear was what fueled this woman before me.

"Do you really?"

"My words are true, young master. Please. Believe in me." Noemi whispered the words out and i could see a bead of liquid threatening to fall from her innocent eyes.

"I believe you, Noemi. That's why i have a task for you." i smiled at the delicate flower in my front.

"What is it, young master?" i saw her fear again. The usual uncertainty of one who wish dearly to not disappoint. Fairly understandable for a powerless mortal of her station.

"Nicholas is out there. And i want you to help him slaughter the Ceres Family."

"But..." my bitch was stunned.. An impossible task affronted her and she had judge herself to failure before she had even began.