Hunting the Creator

6th world Chapter 46

Another world converted itself into a beautiful glowing blue. The soul beside him bumped into him lovingly, he turned his cheek to see the soul of his husband it seemed to have grown slightly. The beautiful being felt hurt, he didn’t know what to do, what would happen to this soul when he finally completed his revenge? What will he do if he defeated The Creator? Will he finally die permanently and in peace? Will he disappear along with this soul and never meet again? Could he go through such a painful process?

He looked down to his pale and slender fingers, they seemed to tremble, he couldn’t remember the last time he was scared this way before. Scared to lose something. Scared to lose someone. He had never cared for anyone, only himself, in a world where only he could keep his memories every time he left to the next world, how could he care or bond with another.

But with this soul, could he finally be happy for the mean time? Could he relax and be able to feel a little ease in his agony filled mind?

“Little soul, in the next world, we might not be able to meet in peace.” He said with a depressed sigh as his eyes landed on the exact world which wasn’t for any type of child. “Let’s go system.”

[Master I must inform you of-]

“Hurry up and take us to the next world.” The man ordered, irritation clear in his mind, it was obvious he didn’t want to talk anymore and quickly wanted to leave once again.

He disappeared with a sigh. Not turning to see the additional five souls behind, smaller than the attached soul. The system had wanted to speak up about them but couldn’t, instead the system decided to push the souls to a peaceful world, but when the system had touched the souls they had automatically tied themselves to him. He had thought they were going to consume him, but thankfully they didn’t. For now he’ll have to keep them in the space until the right time to speak about the extra souls with them.

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Eyes as beautiful as a shining gold bars opened to see a grey sky. Tints of purple and red marking the clouds as the sun didn’t hold it’s usual shine, instead a blood red.

“Info.” He ordered.

His mind was flooded with memories along with the story line.

This world held the dead, a rotting corpse which held only the endless hunger of human flesh. With their hunger came their odd super strength and odd wielding powers.

Humanity had done it’s worst to the earth, and with it the earth had decided to end it’s suffering and unleash a toxin which held the ability to kill off anything and everything. The first human had been bitten by an unnaturally large spider, with it came along a high fever and a hunger he couldn’t fill. The first bite of human flesh had been taken. And so the second zombie had been born into the dying world.

The years weren’t many to try and turn all human into the undead. It had been at most four years before less than half of the population had been turned and killed off, nowhere was safe. The forest was much more dangerous, it’s flowers were flesh eating and it’s smallest ants had turned into the size of an elephant. Humanity had been about close to give up, until sections were made, weapons were developed, and leaders with bases had come to rescue and protect the weak.