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World Ender: I Destroy the Worlds for a Living

“If the world wants me gone, then it’s only fair that I destroy it in return, right?” ————— Ever since I can remember, the world has been trying to kill me off by sending various accidents my way. Cars, trucks, buildings falling apart, gas explosions, earthquakes, floods… Even such ridiculous things as falling pianos. I had innumerable near-death experiences. All because I don’t belong. But I guess it’s a small price to pay, cause in return, I am not bound by any laws governing the reality. I can do whatever I want. Once things start getting out of control, I can just destroy the world and move on to a new one. I could just live an easy and carefree dream life, with no effort or consequences. Or so I thought… ----NOTICE---- Although MC may flirt with different girls over the course of the story, this is NOT a harem. No collecting girlfriends or wives. The romance part will start a bit later, and there will be only one female lead. Also, no NTR.

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Unsettling Feeling

Maybe I shouldn't have left him alone after all.

I thought he had a decent understanding of the situation. He was completely at my mercy, and so his best option was to abide by what I say. When held captive, you shouldn't go against your captor, unless you're seeking death, right?

Well, of course, I had absolutely no plans of keeping him alive. Even if I wanted to, that was simply impossible. One of us had to die. He had no way of knowing that though, so I assumed he wouldn't dare to disobey me.

However, once I came back to the bedroom, the laptop was already on. The other "me" was typing something frantically. I guess I couldn't really anticipate his way of thinking, even though we were supposed to be the same person.

I clicked my tongue and put the coffee cup on a shelf nearby.

Then, at lightning speed, I grabbed him and slammed him against the wall, putting my hand over his throat. "What do you think you're doing?"

He looked me straight in the eyes, but hasn't answered. He was extremely tense, with clenched fists and a determined glare. I think he might have underestimated me. Did he perhaps think that I was a loser just like him?

Huge mistake.

I pressed my hand a bit harder. "Cat got your tongue?"

His Adam's apple moved up and down under my hand as he gulped nervously. "I-I swear I wasn't doing anything! Y-you can go check for yourself!"

I glanced at the screen. It seems he really was just using a search engine to look for information on parallel worlds. How funny. What could he possibly hope to find?

All of a sudden, I sensed some movement. I immediately grabbed his wrist. Did he seriously think I wouldn't notice?

As I looked down, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Trying to stab me with scissors? That must have been the most pathetic attempt at my life I've ever seen.

I was laughing so hard that I ended up loosening my grip on him. He tried to take advantage of the situation and stab me again.

And so, I grabbed his throat again, this time putting some strength into my grip. "I guess that means you don't want to stick around, hmm?"

He let go of the scissors and tried to push me away… But of course, he had absolutely no chance against me. I dropped his body on the floor mere seconds later.

It would have been quite funny to kill him by stabbing him with the scissors, as he wanted to do to me, but then I would have more cleaning up to do. I planned to live here, after all. Having him bleed all over would be a bit inconvenient.

Pushing his body aside for now, I went over to the desk. He did write quite a lot of things down, but I didn't know how accurate it was. I had to double-check everything.

I grabbed my coffee and sat down by the desk, ready to get to work.

His phone started ringing. How annoying.

Without even bothering to check who was calling, I put it on mute and started browsing through the files on his laptop.

***

The neighborhood was pretty quiet after midnight. I haven't finished going through all the information yet, but I needed a break, so I went out to buy some cigarettes.

I was walking on the empty street, looking for an open shop, when I felt a chill creeping up at the back of my neck. As if I was being watched.

I quickly turned around, but there was no one else in sight.

My shoulders shuddered involuntarily.

The hell? Where did that kind of reaction come from? It's not like I had any reason to be afraid. No one could hurt me, after all. But I couldn't stop the unsettling feeling from growing in my chest. I haven't felt anything like that in years.

I quickened my pace. I had the urge to jump onto the rooftops, but I just went through all that trouble of securing a place for a long-term stay. If someone was truly watching me, then my efforts would go to waste. I wasn't about to mess things up because of some ridiculous paranoia.

Still, I was kind of relieved to finally find an open store. Once I got inside, the unsettling feeling stopped. I glanced through the window. There was nobody outside.

The shop assistant was staring at me from behind the counter with bored eyes. I cleared my throat and came over. "One pack of LM greens, please!"

"13.99." The guy just threw the pack on the counter, without even bothering to check my ID. Did he know me, or did he simply not care at all?

Well, I'd find out sooner or later, probably. For now, I just swiped my card and left.

As soon as I was back on the street, the unsettling feeling returned.

I clicked my tongue, annoyed. Just what the hell was going on?

It was truly bothersome. I scanned my surroundings carefully, but still haven't noticed anything odd. No usual sounds could be heard either. Just rustling of the leaves, a couple having a screaming match somewhere nearby, a dog barking in the distance…

I let out a long sigh. I was so done with it. There was no point bearing with the discomfort. I went to the nearest back alley, trying to hide from sight as best as possible, and jumped onto the rooftop.

Then, as suddenly as it started, the feeling disappeared.

I lit a cigarette, observing the area from above. I spotted a few people nearby, but all of them seemed to be local residents, just minding their own business. Nothing that would strike me as odd.

Was it just my imagination? But then again, it was not the first unusual thing about this world.

I threw the cigarette butt off the roof and shrugged my shoulders. There was no need to think about it too hard. If things continue this way, I'll simply start with the destruction so I can move on.