Chapter 33: First fight

From the bathroom to the bed and back. I showered my lover in affectionate as we drowned in lust.

We just finished our last round in the bathroom. I brought Alexander to wash up but I got sidetracked.

" Ha ha ha, enough... I'm tired!" Alexander pants as he tries to punch my abdomen.

" Sorry." I chuckle, catching his weak fist, bringing it up to wrap around my neck. " Let's wash up."

" You do it." He commands as he bonelessly leans against me.

" Okay." I grin at his cuteness. I turn on the shower head and wash both of our bodies. I then use a few towels to dry us and quickly blow dry his hair.

I pick up Alexander and carry him out. I tuck him in the bed, still naked.

He grabs my wrist when I got up. He tugs me towards him, on to the bed.

I smile, and lift the blanket to dive in next to my baby. I pull him into my embrace, and soothingly pat his back. He snuggles further into me, wrapping his arms and legs around me.

" Sweetheart, you need to sleep now."

It's been an hour now. He keeps fighting off his sleep despite his drowsiness.

" I will... just a bit longer..." He mumbles as his hands held on to me tightly as he pushed himself against me, refusing to leave any space between us.

" ...Alright." I sigh as I pet his head full of black curls. I start humming a soothing tune, to easy his anxious heart.

It took another hour for Alexander to finally succumb to his sleep.

I... don't understand why's he so anxious. I'm basically immortal and I will come back. Three months isn't that long compared to the five years when he ran off in the first world.

I easily tug off his octopus like limbs, and get up. With a snap of my fingers, a mercenary outfit, similar to original Oliver's previous outfits, appears on me. An all black outfit, hood, cap, and a mask cover me. Two hand guns on my lower back, and multiple daggers concealed on my body.

It's time for me to go.

I bend down, over Alexander, to place a kiss on his forehead. " I'll be back soon." I whisper before leaning back up.

I step back from him.

[ Initiating spatial transfer: Teleportation skill used. Destination: Reims, France.]

I close my eyes as a blue light covers me.

During the transfer another message pops up.

[ Warning! Usage of power from System 200 endangers this world! World Will is requesting system 200 to not destroy it!] An automatic notice was issued.

[ It's fine. I'll fix whatever I damage.] It's not that hard to fix a low level World Will.

'World Will' is what describes the Fate, Destiny, Nature, Laws, Order, and other complexities such as Chaos and Time of that World.

The Words Will is a crystal shard located in the core of its ruling territory. If it's a territory is a planet, then it would be located in its core.

It has a consciousness, but it's usually sleeping. It's more like a bystander.

No matter what happens it will never make a move. That is, unless it feels threatened.

[ That's not the issue, sir! Major usage of your power will cause the collapse of this world!] The overseer system starts freaking out as it conveys what this Worlds Will worries.

I open my eyes when the transfer finished. A ball of light was hopping around like crazy in my face.

" Tsk." I instantly grab it. " Shut it. Main commissioned me to get rid of the parasite, not listen to your ramblings." I growl in annoyance.

[ Hic! My ap-apologies!] The light trembles in fear as I squeezed it.

I let go. " Lead the way."

[ Yes, sir... (TT o TT) ] ' Why'd I have to get stuck with the Rogue King?!'

The small system continued sniffing as it showed me the path towards the parasite.

Someone who transmigrated to this world without the permission of a god, system, or the World's Will.

The World's Will felt darkness in that soul, so it tried to expel it, but failed three times. With no choice left, the World's Will requested help from the Main System. Main decided to, as she said 'put yourself to use since you're playing around in such a low level world.'

The overseeing system stopped in front of a large vintage house. Pushing aside the antique door, I enter leisurely.

[ Wait, wait! The parasite is near here, shouldn't we plan something first or-or-] The system timidly jabbers.

" Tsk."

It shuts up with one glance.

I go through the hallway, past the living room and to a study room. I sit in the chair behind the desk, and start searching carelessly.

I grab a random book, and kick my feet up the table. Making my self comfortable, I take out a cigar from the drawer.

" Light it." I order.

The system complies and waits for my next order.

[ ...Sir??? (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞] The system couldn't sit still for more than a minute.

" Age and level." I ask as I skim through the pages. It was an accounting book for a bar.

[ Mine?] It looks behind its self, bewildered.

" Yes."

[Oh, um, I'm 237 years old and I'm C level, mid-rank.]

" C- level, yet you can't tell where your target is?" I scoff. " Do another scan."

[ Eh? Yes...] It sends one pulse wave after another, trying to pick up any signs of life. [ He- he's not here anymore... (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) ]

" Hm-mm." I hum as I get up. I head to a guest room and hop in the bed.

[ What do we do now?] The system anxiously hops on the bed space next to me.

" First, shut up and let me sleep." I pick it up and fling it across the room.

Like hell I'm sharing a bed with someone other than Minjoon.

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It took two weeks to track that motherfuc*** down. He's supposed to be here soon. I'm waiting for him in a warehouse, where he (the previous owner of that body) does shady dealings with local gangsters for some extra money. His main sources of income are night clubs and bars all around the city. The parasite has been following the appointments and plans of the previous owner.

I hear the sound of cars on the gravel road. Thirteen men got down. The target is also here. They enter the warehouse, leaving two guards outside.

Unaware I'm on the ceiling, they start opening up the suitcases. Drugs and money is all these humans cared for.

One of the gangsters walks up to the target. " Mr. customer! The goods are all fresh and quality guaranteed!" He grins.

Of course, they speak in French. I understood them since it's one of the many languages I know. In fact, I'd be surprised if there is a language out there that I didn't know.

" Here." The target, hat low, pushes a case towards the gangster. He then picks up the case of drugs.

" Tell your boss this is the last order I'll be making."

" What? Why?"

" Not interested anymore."

" Tsk. I'll see what boss has to say."

Done with their dealings, the gangsters leave first. The target stayed in his spot, frozen stiff.

I hop down from the wooden beam.

" Yo."

" What do you want?" He grits out, reaching for his gun.

" I'm here to clean up a parasite~" I swing around a dagger as I get closer to him.

" Look, I don't know what I've done to you, but I'm sorry. So could we forgive and forget?" He steps back.

" You took away the time I could have spent with my lover." I frown.

" He- I killed your lover? Look man, that wasn't me! The previous me, but not me!" He rambles in a panic, seeing me get closer.

" Don't care." I throw an upper cut, cutting our conversation short.

Caught off guard, his head snaps back. He felt dizzy, but manages to counter with a kick to my knee, aiming to make me kneel. I side step, then press forward to deliver my own kick to his waist. He twists to the side, dodging me.

He's pretty strong, Huh. Almost on pair with Oliver's upgraded body.

I throw punch after punch as he defended with his arms up, blocking most of damage heading to his face. Though his arms are beaten black and blue by now.

Breaking my punching rhythm, I deliver a front kick to his abdomen, throwing him backwards.

I leap towards him as he struggled to get up. I swing a dagger widely across his chest.

He falls back, trying to dodge the knife. However, he failed to completely move out of the way. A line of blood trailed down across his chest.

" Just die now." I don't have time for this.

I throw the dagger at him with enough force to crush his ribs.

But he rolls to side, evading it. The daggers tip pierces through the cement floor. He gets up sprinting to the exit as fast he can.

I grab the gun on my hip and fire at him.

He maneuvers around the wooden furniture randomly placed everywhere, taking cover.

" Ack!"

Two shots go through his lower stomach while one bullet gets stuck in his left shoulder. He leans on the wall for support.

He turns to face me with a gun, as I've already made my way to him.

" Stop right there!"

" Sure. You'll die either way, with all that blood leaking out of you." I smile, putting away my gun. I start wiping the blood off my dagger.

Step by step, I slowly close the space between us. With his body that damaged, he can't even see straight. Even the arm holding his gun is shaking.

" Whee-woo! Whee-woo!!!" Sirens blare out.

[ Sir, we can't be caught here! Let's leave for today!] The overseer system panics, hearing the police get closer.

I leap forward to slash his neck.

" Bang!"

This fucker!

Even though he looked like he's about to faint! I grab my the right side of my waist, to stop the blood from gushing out.

The parasite steps back, grabbing his neck as well. Coughing out blood, he glares at me.

My knife didn't slice off his head because of the shot he took last second, saving his life.

I tighten my hold on my knife, aiming to tear his head off. He dropped the gun to hold his neck, becoming defenseless.

[ Oliver! Are you okay?! What's going on?!!!] Alexander's voice interrupts, freezing me.

The parasite took this opportunity to escape, scurrying out the door behind him.

" Sigh." I was close...