Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

Among the group of 6, Howard was perhaps the only one that had not succumbed to the call of lust as he was a worrier by nature.

He just could not feel anything but fear and guilt of what had transpired earlier in the day. Nonetheless, the chilly bottle on his hands made a good friend indeed for this dire circumstance.

"FUCK! JASON! GO!" Howard passed the chore towards another and this time since he was not in the mood for anything, especially not from Don who had single-handedly crossed the line this morning.

This time, Howard received an understanding nod for his request.

"Okay, okay." Jason scratched his head for the unwanted distraction between him and his lady friend.

As the weakest in the group in terms of both financial means and influence, it was always his work to do the dirty meager tasks.

Not that he could complain though but it would have been a whole lot better if his bodyguard was here.

Woefully, Don believed that dogs needed to stay outside to guard the house and not mingle alongside their owners and their prized bitches.

Jason stood up, pulled his pants up and went for the door with his eyes straying some ample moments towards the delectable bodies of 10 sexy women and their prodigious virtuosity in the hay.

"What the hell is it?! Didn't i say th…" Jason roared which aptly showed his annoyance the

instant he opened the door.

And when he caught sight of the visitor, the following words remained frozen down his throat.

"Hello, Jason. Is this the way to treat a good acquaintance of yours? Why don't you invite me inside?" The Blood Sovereign smiled gently as he greeted his good friend.

"You were dead. I saw it with my own eyes. How could you..." Jason paused to look at the panicked crowd behind the newly risen dead.

"Where are those fools when i needed them?!" he could not help but shout in his mind but alas, no one was around to answer him.

The 6 able bodyguards from that had went together with them were all surprisingly missing!

"Time brings changes, Jason. Shall we?" The Blood Sovereign walked passed the stunned figure of the Jason and invited himself in.

"BANG!" after that, a shadow of a clawed hand closed the door and it brought the unwilling body of Jason into its huge clasp.

"BOOM!" a body somersaulted into the air and was plastered mercilessly on the thick sound proofed walls of the room two breaths later.

The resulting carnage of sound and shrieks of surprise has completely broken the soft romantic music that resonated along the bumping of multiple flesh against one another.

In the end, the melody of lust was quickly replaced by alarm and confusion.

"What happened to you, Jason?" Howard went to his friend and checked the boy's condition as fast as he could.

"Jason? Wake up!" the good helper saw copious amounts of blood gushed out from underneath the body of his friend.

"FUCK!"

"LOOK AT HIS FACE!" someone exclaimed at the back. Amidst the dim lighting, a barely discernible face of a once handsome young man was reflected time and time again.

Unfortunately, only the half portion remained pristine at the moment. The rest has now caked the walls to add further decor unto this place of lust and freedom.

"HAK HAK HAK!" Mixed within the shocked countenance of the few, the delicate stomach of some women could not take the redecorated scene and openly vomited on the floor.

Not one volunteered to check for their classmate's pulse nor did they attempted some first aid to stop the bleeding. A man could not live with half a brain missing from his skull after all.

"A familiar reaction of the weak." everyone heard an amused voice came from behind them.

"Julian?!"

"How are you still alive?!"

"A GHOST!!!" The fools freaked out and in their panic forgot the nudity they all share for some precious seconds.

Still, after the fifth breath, they hastily recovered their senses and picked out the fallen garbs on the floor then wordlessly robed themselves to propriety.

The Blood Sovereign was of course kind enough to let these monkeys get dressed for their funeral.

"Julian..." Don, the leader of this mob, muttered in fear. He had seen this boy gasping his last breath earlier this day.

Even if Julian could recover but with at least 50 stab wounds, he could not have just shrug it off as nothing after mere hours from the incident.

Thus, Don could barely hear anything else but the loud heartbeats on his chest.

He took deep breaths and all his senses were optimized to the peak due to the eerie consequence they were facing right now.

Nonetheless, he could not help but get goosebumps along this natural defensive mechanism of the scared.

"Long time no see, my friends." The Blood Sovereign smiled widely at this typical stock of jocks seen scattered about on any campus in the country. These were the cool guys of the time.

The recollection of the past events swam freely in the Blood Sovereign's mind.

His soul's transmigration unto a new body and the unholy years of bitter cultivation that followed, everything flashed in a breath and was gone by the next.

In truth, he was thankful for his friends and what they did as their actions led him to be more than what he was.

A truly rare chance to be more than human, more than the ant crickets that continued to crawl on the soiled grounds that birth it.

"I'm happy to see you're okay and well, Julian! Do you want to have something to drink?" Howard offered. Perhaps he was the happiest of the bunch.

His conscience cleared and dandy but the same could not be said to the immovable form of Jason on the side.

"THUD!" a bottle graced the carpeted floors and its contents spilled out from beneath their feet.

"Sorry." Howard tried again and went to get another bottle of hard drinks and went to deliver the said liquor to the waiting young man by the door.