"I.... will... le...." Orion wanted to eat his tongue off to keep him from saying what he needed to at this moment.

"He's alive, my love!" A beautiful voice reached Orion's ears. He would know this familiar voice amongst a trillion peoples. It brought him peace. The bearer of his heart, Elise.

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"HAHAHAHAHA!"

The lady frowned at the sudden change. Her divine sense soared and what she saw birthed flames of fury on her eyes.

"Whoooshhhhhh!" The chambers embraced nihility with the sudden departure of the furious woman

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Orion's booming laughter continued unabated even if the radius around him turned to powdery residues.

"Nice try, mother!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

His mirth reached the heavens and he totally cherished this moment. It was one of his rare victories against one who brought him out to this world

"A dragon won't birth an ant!"

"Hahahahaha!" Orions laughter echoed throughout the entire day even after he had long carried the little babe on his arms.

* * *

"What is your choice, Silva?" A lovely woman asked a boy about ten years old. He was tall for his age and the resemblance to his father was unmistakable.

She could see her beloved husband in her son's mien from a time already forgotten.

"The Death Devourers Sect." The boy answered the woman.

"What?! Why pick an evil sect, Silva?! The Eternal Buddha Sect or the Divine Conquerors Sect would have been a better choice." Elise was alarmed with the unexpected choice of her son.

If only her husband has not left his clan, then Silva would have all the resources he'd need for cultivation

"You dare question me, woman!" Silva had wanted to say but kept the words hidden beneath a pure innocent smile that brightened his face.

"I'm sure about this mother. I read that the Death Devourers Sect is feared for their myriad ways of combat." Silva beamed towards his mother

"But… but… Those are..."

"Cowardly and nefarious means, my love?"

"HAHAHA!" Orion who was content on listening uttered his first words.

"Why are you laughing?! This is serious! I heard that that wicked sect would eat their initiates body parts as punishments!" Elise knew this to be true.

She had seen members of the Death Devourers Sect with missing limbs on their bodies.

"Are you sure about this, Silva?" Orion did not give a reply to the fuming woman but merely raised his head to look at his son's eyes.

"Yes I am, father." Silva answered solemnly and returned the hard stare with one of his own.

"I have raised you well my son and has imparted all you needed to know about this world. This is not a haven for the weak." Orion paused and gazed at his wife Elise who had wanted to interrupt.

Her words vanished after she saw the serious expression on her husband's face. They had been together a long time and she knew that now was not her turn to contradict his words.

"If you want to choose that sect, then you are free to do so. I only want to ask one thing, Silva." Orion said when he refocused his gaze once more to his son.

"What is it, father?" Silva asked.

"Forge your destiny and reach the apex of this world...

Or never come back..."

"Orion!" Elise exclaimed behind the two but her voice registered to no one.

"You are a hard one, old man. Hahaha!" Silve smirked within. He had suffered from the age of 5 to inhuman training unimaginable to many.

If he did not have the fortitude of a supreme existence, he doubted that he would survive the physical and mental torture unscathed.

Ordinary mortals would have resented the treatment but for him who had held innumerable realms on his palms before, he had nothing but praise for the couple.

Especially for this strict and tenacious man before him. This old man knew how the real world works, Silva applauded his father in this world.

"I will lay this realm beneath your feet, father!" Silva replied and a fierce grin appeared on his youthful face.

"Hahahaha! I shall wait for that day Silva!" Orion touched the young boy's shoulders in obvious delight.

"This is my son!" Orion thought and he was pleased.

A ruler won't be born in comfort and luxury. He had to rise from countless adversities until there was none that barred his path. Nothing but only the bleached bones of his foes.

* * *

After that, Silva went back to his room to read some more about the history of this alien world. He finished one book and then another.

But upon the third thick book, he noticed a shocking change in his body. Silva got dizzy and there was a thick smell of blood near his lips.

"I'm bleeding?" Silva muttered but then lost consciousness in the next breath. Alas, a legendary figure was killed because of a simple nosebleed.

The Heavenly Treasure Clay Brick certainly knew how to play tricks on both mortals and gods alike. It was also at this time when our bored gamer entered the fallen body of the young boy.

"SIGH!"

"Since you already got everything, you should have just learned to love what you have and be satisfied in retirement. An immortal like you died in vain instead."

Clark could not help but feel pity for the old soul inside the boy's body.

This has given him much life lessons in which he follow to a tee whenever he finally succeeded in conquering all 50 worlds someday.

"Now it's time for me to work. Or better yet, attend school once more. Tsk. Tsk."

* * *

Several thousands years later and our bored gamer could be seen to hover above the heads on an entire world.

No one dared to look up at him and most were shivering in their kneeling postures.

"All done, partner." Clark offered a tired smile. The journey has been long this time especially with no cheat system on his pockets.

"DING!"

Power Systems Conquered: 9/50