Stage one Chapter Eight: The System player named Chameleon Bug

From the the day I was created, I had only one mission, observe players and bring out ways to push them to interact and help them survive in group, but they did not like the idea, they were bord of the scenario, the had restarted the game so many times in search of pleasure seeing lowly creatures killing themselves.

As a program entity created by them, I had no authority and power, so following orders was it, my responsibility rendered useless, I was left aside as garbage, but one day, during the thousand game restarting, an abnormality showed up.

They tried erasing this particular player numerous times but he always came back, in any form, any of the world the pass, he was there, they had no choice to destroy each world he was at the end emptying the galaxy whole.

They debated on the situation over and over, some where enraged, others were stupefied on this being, was he a devil, they could only consider such things since the gods were them.

Taking action of annihilating all living things, they were left, and the unthinkable happened. During a conference organise by the gods, he appeared, dress in black, with black hairs, his eyes were the definition of a black dark holes ready to swallow everything in space, he brandish a silver gun on his left hand and an amber like sword on his right, he stared at all the gods with his cold expression and spoke.

"You all!, representatives of worlds, space, dimensions and time, you all who gave auto-proclaim yourselves gods or divinities, I am her to give you two options" he said, standing in the middle if the hall, the intruder discarding the auras of the gods said without a hint of fear in his expression.

"How there you speak to us like that, you insect, show...."

Bang!

The hall burst out in screams as a black line bullet appeared out of no where and penetrated the god who spoke, his entire body dispersed into particles, which signified he was death, from her the took this intruder seriously and got ready for a battle.

"What are the two options?" Asked a peculiar god, his blond hair and crystal eyes with faire skin and an alluring body, hes aura was immense and the other gods went quiet as he spoke, he was the leader.

"Option 1, We fight until one of the sides get wipe out" he sniled as he said it, with his black eyes, he looked really creepy.

"And what about the option two" the blond god looked at the intruder and a hint of smile could be seen on his face.

"We restart the game, but this time, each of us would chose a champion, as an old player of this game, were you all decided to hijack us from our world, we one a round two" said the intruder.

"Okay" the blonde god responded with a big smile, all other gods were shocked but soon found ut exciting, the had long forgotten about the god who was shot dead.

Clark!

With a snap of his smooth fingers who sounded like to planets had clashed, a big map came out, it showed all the worlds in their original form without their intervention, all leaving in peace without knowing the faith which would fall on them, earth, the blue planet was among them.

"This is the role, the would be 20 stages, but 10 would only be told to them, stage 1 to 10 would be surviving rate, so as to select the strongest warriors among them, from stage 11 to 20, we shall fight our warriors in the world we both decide to send, isn't that wonderful" the blonde god said, he was delighted, thousands, no millennium years, he had never felt so playful with a mere being like this intruder.

"That's fine for me, let me check on something" he came closer to the map, and a black orb stealthily left his body and entered the blue planet, "that would be my warrior" he said, the blonde god wasn't against, infact he was sure of his victory.

"We would have to wait for a moment before starting the game" said the intruder "you finalize the preparations" he added.

"Time is not a problem for me, and neither affects you" said the blond.

"What's your name" asked the intruder.

"Chronos and yours?" Asked the blond.

"Forgotten, it's been long, but the person who led to this outcome gave me a title. Said the intruder.

"What's the title?" Demanded the god but sounded uninterested.

"Gods Doom" the intruder said, which rendered the hall quite.

........

I saw him speaking with gods at the same level, he was remarkable, fascinating, what did he send to that planet, I want to know, the numerous questions I had and which kept pilling up in my memory led to the birth of my will amd consciousness, which the conceptor did not appreciate, trying to erase my system, I copied my self to the game system dreaming to see his warrior, and right now, he is infront of me.

.....

On the left, Headless stood, with his gas mask and fire gun ready to launch at any given moment, on the right Seed had his hand tighten on his M9 and the Boa M6, which were easier to manage than the other two, and at the edge, I was, staring at each other, I could feel his energy in one if them.

Seed and headless had anxious expression, who was this person who came out of no where, and kept on fluctuating like a bug in a game, this unknown variable maybe a disaster, as the immediately understood.

He was the system player who infiltrated the game.

A large desert storm was approaching them and from the look of it, it wasn't any type of desrt storm, just the sight gave feelings of having nightmare, with the addition of this person, the fight that may occur here maybe worst than the battle which Silver and strong were preparing to engage.

Seed did not expect to fall directly on Headless and this chameleon bug shit, he cursed his luck, it did not follow his memories at all, "what is going on here" he thought, Headless was not an easy opponent in his previous timeline, but this timeline, je looked stronger than the former, and adding with the apparition of the wanted player, he had to take both of them down.

The were the first to be hit by the storm as dust blind them up, but known shook all in high alwrt, first to move, first to die, the knew, as the kept observing each of their movements, reparation, facial expressions and so on.

If I attack one, the other would attack from behind, the three parties thought the exact scenario but chameleons processing data was faster than them, but if even he could not seek and opportunity, it was useless.

The night came as whaling of the deaths came heating their consciousness rendering both headless and Seed slightly dizzy as the tried to keep their guards up, Seed concentration was slightly disturbe as he unconsciously blinked his eyes and realize a shadow heading towards him.

"Shit!" Cursed seed as he took a large step backward and pointed the gun towards the shadow, the fight has begun, as he could hear gunshots from the camp direction.

Bang! His attemp worked as the shadow dodged and escape the shot, but Seed had no time to breath, as a scorching heat wave swallowed the area, he and the shadow were trapped in a circular tower of flames.

"How is this possible" Seed's face became somber as he saw headless running very fast while spreading his flames forming the pillar, if he did not escape, he would end up cooked. Without any hesitation, Seed dashed inside the pillar.

Headless did not expect this outcome, normal people would fall in fear and despair and beg for mercy infront of his skill flame pillar, he had killed stronger players with this move, he stared in disbelief, as two sections of his pillar were open, one had a gun the order his body was still fluctuating like a bug.

Both the chameleon and Seed dashed towards Headless in rage, as Seed's body had serious burns, he was enrage as his eyes when bloodshot, his hand was already on his M9 to blow of Headless head.

The fake player, nickname the chameleon or system player, took ot as an opportunity to finish both of them, he carried a hint of disappointment towards player 24, as he thought he was the chosen one, but...

Bang! Bang!

Two bullets came towards him, one hitting his arm, and the other missing his head, this action surprised the chameleon, Seed was looking infront, his right hand pointing a gun at the fireman, but his left hand pointed a large gun at him.

/authors apologies 🤕/

[sorry for the errors, limited time for correction]