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Reaper system in another world

Reaper System in Another World follows the journey of Mortis, an ordinary man who gains access to the eponymous system and embarks on a path of constant improvement. As he strives to reach the pinnacle of power and master the art of reaping souls, Mortis faces numerous challenges and battles formidable foes. Along the way, he forms alliances, falls in love, and uncovers the secrets of the world around him. With each step, Mortis grows stronger and closer to his ultimate goal of becoming the most powerful reaper in the land.

BlueScarlet · Fantasie
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214 Chs

Self-doubt brings insight

Mortis sat down and was surprised how much these images stirred him up, even if he does not like to admit it, it took him very much and his thoughts were filled with anger and sadness, the first time since he is on this world he wondered whether he really does everything right and should perhaps deal with everyone more than just to see that it gets a little better and he has his peace. So he closed his eyes and was in thought with different versions of him in a room where all looked down thoughtfully.

An old version of him, Mark, was the first to say something. That's why I kept away from all people and after I lost my Eva I wasn't open to let others into my thoughts, it only brings sorrow.

Crippled Mortis: You were only afraid and tried to convince yourself that you don't need anyone, so you try to push everyone away from you and give this peace as freedom, although you know exactly how lonely we have always been.

Mark: What do you know child? I was never one with strong feelings I was an island big and impressive but uninhabited. Since I... since I... yes what did I want?

Mortis now. You always wanted love and your fear paralyzed you our childhood was not easy and we often went the way of the fight we didn't listen to anyone and were always on our own when we had Eva she was our light and when she passed away we were alone and we didn't allow anyone to get us out of our swamp so we lost friends where we told ourselves it was their fault and they invited us to parties and everything but we always found an excuse.

Crippled Mortis. This body that I have here is what our soul is, a cripple that couldn't get up and only harmed itself. But were we not redeemed? A world that is cruel, where murdering, killing and worse is everyday life, where the stronger makes the laws, isn't that what we always wanted?

Mark: What I wanted was to have children, my Eva in my arms and watch my grandchildren playing in the garden at sunset, but my happiness was stolen from me. But it's time to move on and start again. Don't we have great women now?

Motis: Yes, we do and I will not allow anyone to have even an evil thought about my women and this god and demon will regret being my enemies.

All versions nodded and grinned wickedly with silver eyes as they united and with renewed strength and vigor Mortis woke up.

Are you all right Mortis? You passed out and I couldn't see any of your memories anymore.

"I'm fine, I'm very fine, I just decided to get stronger and change this world so that my wives and my descendants grow up in safety.

Didn't you say yourself that changing the world is a God complex? If that's what it is, I just need to become one to make that complex happen, and then I should quickly go on cleaning graveyards to harvest souls as soon as possible.

I don't know what happened, but if the world is to be yours, we'll do it together. After all, I've always been with you, and I'll always be with you, so let's go, my hero."

Mortis immediately ran on towards the southwest, thinking about how, for example, with the restrictions of the gods, he could still manage to bring some progress to the world without the world fighting against it. But the most important thought was first of all where he can find friends whom he trusts to improve and expand his kingdom. He knew that it can't be only reincarnated people because they also bring their traumas and attitudes and many will cross with his opinions.

On the way he saw some magical animals that Mortis also attacked be it a bear or a wolf he needed everything now there was no time for pity only with dogs he stopped when he found wild but even then he made notes to collect them all and use these animals as a weapon.

Mortis had a feeling he hadn't had for a long time and that feeling was life stress worrying and making sure your loved ones were ok was something Mortis was always aware of but telling himself and also opening his soul to all new possible impressions really freed him up a bit.

On his map the way was shown and Mortis estimated the way to about 2 hours when a strange smell came into his nose. It smelled of blood and burned flesh which tore Mortis from his thoughts and made him curious.

Mortis followed the stench and what he saw shook him. It was a bandit camp and it wasn't exactly small but it seems they were burning people in the middle of the camp. In the middle stood a tall man with black leather armor, black hair and black eyes who was giving a speech.

Mortis used wandering in the spirit realm to approach the camp and find out what was going on. The man in black leather waved a sword in front of about 80 bound citizens and shouted. How can it be that trash like you, who don't even have the most basic skills, expect to escape, but you've seen what happens to those who try! You will be sold as slaves or to dark mages or others who want to sacrifice you anyway you are worth nothing you peasants except and able to serve and so we just show your burst and bring you to those who bring us gold Muhahaha.

Mortis was amazed either they were all kidnapped from different villages or they razed a whole village to the ground to enrich themselves. Mortis didn't know what level they were and didn't care, but the 100+ bandits would die today and become his collection of souls and exp.

Mortis looked around and was trying to figure out how to kill them one by one when the leader grabbed a young girl of 14 or 15 by the hair and tried to drag her to a tent, saying. Such beautiful metzen of course stay with us after all my men and I need fun.

The bandits stopped laughing when Mortis suddenly appeared next to him. What are you doing here? How did you manage to get past the scouts? It's quite simple, but why should I explain it to you? After all, people who don't even have the simplest skills are only good for serving me. Or not?

The leader tried to reach for his weapon, but Mortis hit him in the neck and the leader gasped for air, but Mortis took the leader's head and pressed his thumb into the leader's eyes, blinding the leader. The screams of the leader were agonizing and made the other bandits' blood run cold as Mortis dropped him and with one kick turned his head into a pool of blood, the captives quieted even more and the bandits began to tremble, not even they knew such brutality.

Mortis took out Marshal and his scythe and the massacre began. The lucky ones were cut in two by Marshal or got the shield on their skulls and died immediately. The less lucky ones were torn in two by the ghost. Mortis as always liked to collect heads as he is rather merciful to people except for the sow of leader.

In less than 30 minutes the camp was covered in blood and cleared of all bandits. Those who managed to escape were then pursued and slaughtered by Sarah, who always took the gold with her.

Mortis was about to free the prisoners when they stared at him in terror. "Stay calm citizens, I am Count Mortis of Bamberg and I came here by chance and saw that you are in need, so I just did my duty.

But Lord we were sold by Baron Burak because our village had a drought and so we could not bring in taxes the leader even showed us the letter of the Baron so they actually went against another noble Lord. Said an old man who was probably the village elder.

"I don't care if he has a problem, he should tell me to my face. But what am I going to do with you if you were even sold by your baron?"

Sir, please take us with you, we are hardworking people, we were just unlucky, but we can really help, I beg you sir. The old man and all the citizens sitting on the ground bowed their heads and submitted to Mortis, which he didn't really like, but he knew that this was the only chance for them to survive.

Mortis thought about how he could get them all away from here, but it was a long way and no one had horses, so if he had to walk them to Bamberg, they would be gone for at least 5 days. So he asked the system if he could transport them out of the graveyard with the portal, but the system had no answer either. Then he remembered his port rune, so he had the citizens search everything and collect the valuable in one place and above all the letter should be found.

The letter was found this took the old one to itself there Mortis him instructed with Leonie to speak since they are received probably with their arrival anyway by soldiers then Mortis still some lines wrote which also the old one to Leonie to give is.

Mortis activated the rune but after 5 people it refused to let more through but Mortis just put more mana in and all the citizens made it through but when the last citizen went through the portal the rune dissolved. "At least she was good for that it is anyway only a binding road was this part anyway not really useful."