Bored Gamer in Other Worlds-Chapter 1011 Journey

"I can’t go back." Our evil mc realized with a heavy heart.

He had already visited thousands of universes but if his deduction was correct, the present reality consisted of trillions upon trillions of universes out there.

It would take him eons at least to finish this monumental quest.

"SIGH!"

"I’ll resume my search later on. But for now, it’s time for me to enjoy life to the fullest!" The previous fat ugly boy smiled and flew to a nearby universe with a nice plan in mind. And that was exactly what this evil person did.

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"I want more." Clark mused after reading the long novel. He picked up another book continued to enjoy himself.

Tristan Cromwell was a 100 year old man on his deathbed. He had lived the life of a criminal and was about to breathe his last on this world.

It had not been a boring life indeed since he had achieved much in the duration of his stay. He was just sad that death was loudly summoning him to its eternal domains.

"I live and die with no regrets." Tristan Cromwell smiled one last time before he closed his eyes to meet the abyss.

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"DING!"

"Lewd Template System activated."

"The host can freely choose amongst 3 starting worlds to enter." A female voice spoke.

1. City of Secrets

2. Parallel Realms

3. Odyssey

’An anime, a tv series and a movie. Curious.’ This was the first thought of Tristan the moment he opened his eyes once more.

He could see complete darkness around him other than the glowing embers of crimson lights that marked these 3 choices before his eyes.

"And what if I chose not to pick?" Tristan Cromwell asked. His voice was calm and confident. He had seen all the evil and ugliness in the world that nothing could surprise him anymore.

"The system will pick one at random for you, host." The same lovely woman’s voice tickled the senses of Tristan.

"And what do I get should I choose?" The criminal mastermind queried once more.

"The host will receive 1 character template to use in order to survive in that world." The system answered.

"I see. Take me away then." Tristan smiled and made his decision known in the silence of his thoughts.

"DING!"

"DING!" A 6 foot 8 inches man in a dark tuxedo appeared in the middle of nowhere. The sun was high up and he could not be clearer in the day than he was at this time.

It did not need telling that he drew interested gazes from the people around him but not one of them approached a meter in his direction.

This man was big and bulky and no amount of garment could cover his muscles in full.

Perhaps the most impressive trait of his person, even more than his physical gifts, was his dead cold eyes that looked at the world and everything as nothing but food that he could prey upon.

It had been a long long time when genuine joy had last visited this man’s face. Alas, he could have been considered attractive and handsome if he were to smile more than the present.

"Ahhhh... The prime of my youth. I got it back." Tristan breathed deeply, clenched his hands into fists, and marveled at the strength in them.

Minutes had elapsed when an annoying voice woke our evil mc from his silent celebration.

"Hey there, fellow. You look a little lost on these streets. Do you need any help perhaps?" A man with a mischievous smile asked.

He got his 4 friends with him and every single one of them was carefully inspecting the strange but spotless garments on Tristan’s body.

Their hands on their weapons and they crept in ever slowly like stalking prey in their midst and that had been the last mistake they did in their sorry lives.

"CRACK!" Tristan slapped the closest and his neck broke on impact. The others tried to process this unforeseen image and it took them almost 2 seconds to react.

This was more than enough to prove fatal.

"BANG!"

"BANG!" Tristan threw two punches that disabled his targets and went on to kick a new victim in the balls and grabbed the last man in the skull.

"PUCHI!" A merciless finger pierced this man’s delicate flesh through his eye balls and that was the last thing he saw in this life. Everything took place in mere seconds alone.

The audience was shocked at how a big man could move so fast. But they were even more stunned at what he did next.

"PUCHI!"

"PUCHI!"

"PUCHI!"

"PUCHI!"

"PUCHI!" A lone katana pierced 5 heads and this was more than enough to send them to the afterlife.

"It’s really good to be young again." Tristan muttered under his breath and walked as if no death had transpired because of him. He of course did not forget to loot his first kills on this new and alien world.

Tristan wandered in this unknown city before he found himself availing to the services of the nearest restaurant he could find. He ordered Sukiyaki beef, rice, and a jar of the strongest wine they had.

His pristine tuxedo was a bygone thing of the past since a few patches of blood has already marred it from perfection. Nevertheless, our evil mc cared none for such mundane things.

He ate to his fill and enjoyed the wary attention that he received from everyone else around him. Tristan could practically smell their fear in the air.

’Where is that character template you speak of?’ Tristan asked in silence after some time. At this time, he already emptied 3 jars of wine before him. He certainly felt invincible in his prime.

Only the heavens knew how many bodies he had buried in the past.

"DING! Welcome to the world of Parallel Realms, host!"

"You will be granted 3 character templates to choose from."

"Please take your time and may your hunt be many!"

1. Ichiro Suzuki

2. Ryan Hawk

3. The Golden King