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Re: world conquest in another world

Greg didn’t do nothing before he died. In fact. HE RULED THE FUCKING WORLD! World partitioning walls. Gods that almost seem like Jokes. Time travel. Bear witnesses as Greg goes on a strange journey to conquer a world more unfathomable than any other. I post two chapters a day unless something comes up I'm not perfect so if I make any mistakes please point them out If something is enclosed in these things ~ ~ then it’s thoughts

Immortal_hobbyist · แฟนตาซี
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Self less

I spent a moment simply sitting. And I'll be honest while I was sitting I was gloating.

This was more evidence of my greatness. Of the exalted capabilities of Greg. Two point fucking O.

I'm immune to drugs without building up an immunity. Fuck yeah!!!

My vision flickered

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And just like that. All light vanished. I sat within an unpierceable darkness.

Every thought. Every emotion that my kind mind made with great devotion. Every last shred of it vanished for a small momment.

It was the only thing I could do. As I was once more. Truly and utterly.

Submersed in the void.

My head fell. And below me I saw my legs.

Awareness of the pressure of my body pressing on some kind of floor rose into my mind.

I was here. The void may have taken my sight. But everything else remained.

Quickly I created an idol in my mind.

The void has a physical shape. That means there is a possibility of….

Escape. I would find a way out of this void. Find a way to freedom like I had never been able to do before.

~Perhaps this is another liminal space created by that man?~

I couldn't know for certain.

So I continued to walk. It would be reasonable to think that you can not create a limitless amount of something.

Everything is chronically finite. Therefore if I walk for long enough I would eventually reach some kind of barrier.

Then I would just have to find a way to break through that barrier and I would be granted freedom.

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After hours of walking I had done it. Across from me was a glass wall. I felt it on hands.

~Now I just have to break through~

I pushed at the glass barrier with all the strength in my body.

And surprisingly it shattered.

Again I experienced the burning transition from absolute darkness to light.

And the moment after my vision took hold I saw an absolutely horrific sight before me.

"Da Da!" Screamed a young girl as she jumped towards me.

I swear my body acted on my own.

My foot darted out and slammed into her chest.

And let me tell you. She exploded. Blood guts bones brains. Every fragment of her being was shattered. Nothing was left but disgusting remnants.

The moon goddess and two young boys looked at me.

Their expressions held a prethola of emotions. Disgust. Fear. Hate. Love?

Then she spoke those three horrific words.

"How could you?"

I swear my body acted on its own.

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I don't know how I got there. But I was in the darknes again. Except this time I wasn't walking. I was running.

But I was running in a way I had never run before.

See.

I've always had a relatively solid body. running, jumping flying not much is able to hurt me. Or make me sore.

But right now. I was in agony. My knees screamed in rebellion every step I took. My adodmen burned like i had been stabbed right in the stomach.

I shoulders ached as if they had some pain constructed hand gripping them.

Pain is the body's warning siren. If it hurts you probably shouldn't be doing it.

But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't stop running.

I was almost a bystander in my own body. A system of values and beliefs long forgotten.

I was truly without a self. Or I guess one could say I was self less.

I swear. I've been self less before.

When?

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I stood in a motel. Note in hand.

Change the world it said.

Save it from its flaws. It said.

But if I couldn't even save a single person how could I save a world?

Despite this I declared.

"I'll do it!"

Settle down. Get married. Have a middling corporate career and a few kids.

That's what I imagined for us.

Somehow. She's dead and I'm here.

How would I change the world though.

Simple. How does one overcome history? With history.

I first began ruling at the age of nine.

And I quit at the age of fifteen. I know I said I grinned for ten years nonstop. Sorry. But I lied

I was just a kid having fun. I thought it would be funny to see how they would react if I asked for them to accept me as leader.

But for some reason they said yes.

I pulled out my phone and put it up to my ear.

"Hello. Hello. Yes I was wondering if your people could help me with something."

~Trash. Scum. Why don't you die with her!~

"Yes. I would like to move into rulership again."

~What are you doing! Die! Die! Die!~

"World conquest is the aim this time."

"Yes great one. We will bring our spread!!!!!!"

With almost religious fevor they aceppted.

I'm sure I would be happier if they said no.

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My feet froze. Before me was what could only be described in one word. A titan.

A mass of eyes and muscle tissue that towered for kilometres into the air. The pupils of the eyes were a radiant white and the scelear of the eye was pitch blaxk. This strange being was perfectly illuminated despite being fully immersed in darkness.

Admits the swarm of small eyes there was a single massive eye.

It gazed at me with pinpoint accuracy.

"You think you're better than the many fancy rocks? Show me your true worth."

The light pulled me. It dragged me farther and farther towards it. And next thing I knew. I was engulfed in it.