My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death Chapter 272
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Another day came to Terra, as I woke up from my usual slumber that sometimes can take a few hours to days or weeks… Using that much Mana to create the Transmigration Cycle really took a toll on me… but I have vast amounts of Divine Power anyways, so I should be fine.
In fact, sleeping these days already recovered me.
I stretch my arms as the first thing that emerges inside of my mind is… Frank.
Frank…
I wonder how is he? He hasn't come to visit me in a while…
He came here almost daily before, we always chatted, and he was always so understanding of me…
If it weren't for him, I would still hate the other Gods, and would probably be caging myself in the moon, seeing the world end once more… Like always.
But thanks to him, I feel like I can do more… that I can do better things with this power I have accumulated…
I am sure that I can help you and… all the other people of this world.
Instead of being feared as the one that brings chaos, I want to be worshiped as the one that helped people…
I want to meet Frank again… I know he's busy, so I don't want to bother him…
He has his own wife in that lucky fox-kin woman… ad he has all the rest of his family there to take care of… it seems that he's also slowly taking over the Westwind Capital.
I wish I could be at his side and see the wonders he does… He never ceases to amuse me…
L-Love? No… I… I don't love him!
I just like him as… a friend!
Yeah…
He talks to me like I was a normal person… And he always says that my life was rather unjust, but that due to having a bad life, it doesn't mean that I have to be a bad person…
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He says that I am a good person deep down, that I am just a bit… chaotic.
He's so nice to me, even after I did all of those awful things to him…
Even after I apologized so much, I still feel guilty.
But now, he has just completely forgotten about all of that, and he keeps living…
Frank, you are strong…
I wish I could be as strong as you.
Well, he says that I am virtually stronger than him… But I don't feel the same… I am weak…
I see myself as someone that is not capable of using the power she has correctly, hence, I am not really strong, I am weak.
But I am working on being able to use such power correctly… I am doing my best… I think.
I often had my mind filled with strange thoughts, my emotions were always spiraling and chaotic, but when Frank came to this world, things slowly began to change…
Now I feel more serene, and I can even think things through quite better…
Sometimes the life I lived feels dizzy and strange.
But Frank has enlightened me in a few things, and I think I have finally made a friend… well, a human friend, aside from Aztraloth, but he's not really a human.
Aztraloth is still my best friend, but I do like to be with Frank too…
I want to be at his side...
As I stretch, I glance at my status…
Thanks to Frank, even I have a "Status", it shows several numbers, showing how strong I am or something.
By killing monsters, it seems that I can gain EXP and increase my power.
The other Gods had been doing this as well, and we can even gain things such as Skills and more, it is a very interesting and amazing power… I don't think I would have ever been able to create such a thing.
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This just makes it seem that Frank really is an amazing person…
He calls his System a "Trait" and it seems to be a power he developed from his Infinite Origin Core…
As the son of entities named Overseers, he has inherited many powers. One of such is this System, which he can develop and that can help him grow stronger as long as he gathers energies from the worlds he is in…
In the future, he might even leave Terra altogether… I want to go with him…
Ugh, I have to stop thinking too much about him! I-It's not like I am going to become his g-girlfriend or something…
Then what else can I think of? Life as a Goddess is quite boring when you can't interact with all of the creation…
Recalling my past is just a lot of confusing mess… Remembering how I was born from the miasma and chaos left from the residual energy made by the Gods after creating the world is not the best way to entertain myself, I guess that's why I sleep…
Maybe I should go sleep again until something interesting happens, or my Avatar is ready…
However, I might as well take a peek at Terra…
As I glance above Terra as usual, as a sudden gathering of miasma energy startles me.
This…
That's… a lot of Miasma…
Wait, more Abyssal Horrors? Well, Frank can handle them quite fine… through they are going to appear around Westwind…
Can he take them out on his own?
Oh, well, he has his family there as well, I shouldn't really worry.
…Or should I?
Suddenly, Aztraloth teleports to my side, bringing something.
"My lady, your Avatar is ready to be used… Will you go assist Frank and the rest? Bear in mind to not use too much of your original power with it, or it might not be capable of taking too much," said Aztraloth.
Oh sweet! My Avatar is ready, I can descend now, at last…!
"It's ready?! Time to use it immediately!" I said, quickly grabbing it and taking it out of the large flask it was.
It was similar to me, but it looked more "human", in a way… like, it didn't have a third eye or something.
"But bear in mind what I said… Hm? My lady, did you noticed it?" asked Aztraloth.
"You did too? Indeed, Miasma is accumulating in large quantities within Westwind…" I said.
"Hm… You want to help Frank, I assume…" sighed Aztraloth.
"You guessed right! And I also want to spend some time with him! Ah, I bet he will get surprised by my visit…" I said.
"I-I don't know about that, but as long as you keep your max capabilities sealed, your own miasma shouldn't be capable of contaminating the world, please be careful…" said Aztraloth.
"Don't worry, I am not really going anywhere, I am staying here, but I will just control the Avatar… Now, time to send it to Terra. Now, now… How do I even do that?"
Yeah, how do I do that?
Hmmm…
Oh, as the owner of the Dungeons, I guess that can work.
By replacing a monster that would spawn inside a Dungeon with my Avatar, it should do the trick!
And then I finally connect my soul with my Avatar, as it feels like I have two bodies with the same mind and soul.
Strange…
It will take some time to get used to this.
But there's no time! I want to go see Frank…
So, I quickly send my Avatar into Terra, right inside Orb's Dungeon.
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