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Yet Another Ray With A System

Yet another victim of Ray Elliot, Emperor of a multiverse. He return to the time of his transmigration just after his death and killed the ROB but in another parallel multiverse to change his parallel self fate just for fun. His parallel self didn't take it too kindly though after all the abuse he have to face in the name of tutorial. He was thrown into a zombie infested world to be baptized by fire before starting his real multiverse transmigration. ——— I'm bad at making synopsis but that's the gist of it. (Disclaimer, My fic is trash. Don't read if dear reader dislike trash fics - Sincerely, Author.) ——— Upload is not yet confirm since I made this at the spur of moment. ——— Cover isn't mine, I just snag it from google. ——— Also, whenever I ask for a vote. I wouldn't care anymore after the next chapter released because the decision already been made and change according the the votes would be incredibly bothersome and time consuming. (Sorry if this sound rude but some people are voting after the decision are made and they might have expectations that their choice will be followed. I have to clarify this to prevent some of them getting angry I didn't follow the vote anymore.)

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Side Chapter 1: God's Blessing on This Wonderful 40th Millennium.

In a blank void of kaleidoscopic light, two men are sitting face to face on an office like table and chairs.

"Rizevim kun, unfortunately you are diagnosed with stage 5 Ligma. It's chronic and you only have a few minutes left to live." Ray Elliot said while wearing a doctor outfit.

"Ligma?! What is ligma?" Rizevim asked in worry as he had already finished his duty over at DxD world and was currently meeting the higher being to get his promised reward.

"Ligma is… Ligmaballs bitch! Sike!"

"Well anyway, about your reward. I will give you a selection of power before I send you off to the world as it is customary to do so." Immediately from a joke, Ray Elliot changed demenior to serious and professional to handle the Rizevim reincarnation process.

Rizevim was thrown off by the joke and immediately thrown a stack of papers with multiple abilities and godlike equipment to choose from. He skimmed through all the papers and the majority of it was trash. Like who want the ability to stop time at wish but at the cost of their own lifespan at a rate of 1:10. Or a sword that can slash through everything, even reality at the cost of his manhood. Like his dick is chopped off to create the sword.

After hours of looking through all the papers, he found one. Rated 5 stars, ultra rare job class, Daemon Prince. Guaranteed power, soldiers, rank and a strong backer. Although Rizevim definitely won't work under someone and usurp the godhood and ascend to the rank of god in that universe. Just thinking about it is enough to make Rizevim shiver in glee.

"I chose this one!" Rizevim selects the Daemon Prince job class and brings it to Ray Elliot who was bored and eating chips while watching TV.

"Took you long enough. Oh, and a great choice. I'm a buddy with that god Slaanesh is my buddy. I'll put up good words for you." Ray replied while looking suspiciously eager to send Rizevim off.

Then with a flick of finger, a pillar of light burst out from underneath Rizevim's feet that were covered with an array of magic circles.

"With our contract reaches its conclusion, I wish you an enjoyable time in your new world." Ray sent off Rizevim with a smile. Rizevim slowly floats in the pillar of light and is sent off to a new world.

"Ah, also remember to watch your back. Never knew when someone decided to stab you from the back." Ray said and before Rizevim could said anything, he already disappeared from this realm.

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"Tch, when is that pretty boy gonna pay up his debt." The Lord of Excess grumbled in his Palace of Pleasure.

'*Cough* Hello, Slaanesh. It's your old buddy here. Just gonna inform you that the stuff you ordered had been delivered. A fresh devil from the pure bloodline of devil Lucifer. Don't break him too quickly, kay. It's hard to find a fresh one like him and I'm gonna charge extra next time. Should thank yourself that I owe you since a thousand Pure Warp Crystal isn't enough for such rare merchandise.'

After the Lord of Excess heard the voice message from a familiar voice, he immediately ordered his daemonette to go and fetch his new toy that just dropped into his realm.

"A Daemon Prince? It's a waste to ruin my toy that early. Maybe after I enjoy all the pleasure my toy can offer." The Lord of Excess laughed in excitement as he couldn't wait to taste the flesh of an anotherworlder.

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The end, ya boi Rizevim got used twice and ended up as payment for a debt he owed the Lord of Excess, Slaanesh when he needed a lot of materials for his new project.