My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death

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Frank was barely trying to move, his soul and body did not want him to move anymore, he was about to fall unconscious.

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He glanced at the floating sphere, the Dungeon Core, as it glowed with eerie crimson and dark light… charging power to fire it towards him, and most likely kill him while he was weakened.

Although it seemed slow to the eyes of the Goddess of Chaos, everything was going incredibly quickly, not even twenty seconds had gone by since the Dungeon Core emerged, even if Frank's allies wanted to escape his shadow and carry him away, the time they would take to do this would not be as fast as the time it would take the Dungeon Core to obliterate Frank with a powerful blast of energy.

FLASH!

The Dungeon Core finally fired its obliterating laser of concentrated chaotic divinity, reaching Frank!

CLASH!

His very chest was performed by the powerful laser, as his body began to disintegrate once more.

His soul was stabbed by the beam, and began to erode and dissipate…

Frank tried to move away, but he could not move anymore…

Frank had experienced such pain so much that he felt like he was used to having his soul crushed or his entire body being burned by the power of an immense amount of energy concentrated into a single laser...

It had only been less than a month since he got his powers and he had been fought for his life multiple times already, every time, barely making it with immense wounds on his soul and body, having to recover through the next days… only for yet another threat with the power to do the same thing to him to appear…

And because the only power he can use while fighting things way ahead of his own power is wrath, his soul always gets terribly damaged when he uses it, as Wrath consumes his soul to give him such power.

Now… perhaps this was really the end for him.

Frank had many conflicting emotions, his fear, his concern, his rage, his frustration.

Why was this world like this?

No, why was his life like this?

He had been living so peacefully before…

He had already gone through his fair share of horrible events, and just wanted to live happily and peacefully at last, when his family had finally settled down and his mother had finally fully recovered…

Life was such a thing.

It was filled with pain and suffering.

Everything was taken away from him, and the only thing remaining of his previous life, his sister, was now about to die due to his powerlessness and the constant unfortunate events raining over him one after another.

It was as if he was not even destined to exists anymore.

Was there any point in keep fighting?

Was there any point in anything?

Perhaps by just disappearing… everything would finally go away.

However, deep inside of his soul, emotions of happiness, warmth, love, and more emerged, all the moments he had gone by where he had forged friendship and bonds, even if it has not been that long of a time, he had treasured such moments, as they brought sanity to his shattered life filled with tragedy.

Couldn't he catch a break?

What was what he needed for all these tragedies to stop befalling over him?

H knew it deep down…

Although he had accumulated a lot, in the end, he was not able to do it quick enough…

Power.

He needed power, power, and more power.

Enough power to stop all tragedies from occurring over him, to be able to see through those that schemed against him, to crush them until nothing remained!

He wanted power! Power to defend himself, power to crush his enemies before they could come and crush him and his beloved ones!

He needed this power and be ruthless, monstrous, grotesque!

He needed to be furious, cold, wrathful!

He could not be soft anymore, he could not be nice anymore, he could not be patient anymore!

He needed to be the embodiment of everything bad, so he could finally be given a chance to live in happiness!

…But it was too late.

There was not going to be some miracle now, Null's power was already exhausted, and his soul was about to fade away into nothingness.

He was not able to reach this power.

He was not able to do anything.

This was it, this was the end of the road.

Death…

No, not even death… his soul was being destroyed.

There was nothing.

Absolutely nothing at all.

Simply… nonexistence.

The void of nothingness.

However, as his soul opened and only a small husk of it was left, where his Soul Core was already shattering and being destroyed into dust, an enormous quantity of power was poured into it.

It was as if his soul was a dry bottle that was suddenly filled with the most delicious, cold, and refreshing of drinks.

FLASH!

Darkness and crimson red colors took hold of Frank's entire existence, his soul once more taking an unexpected change, absorbing all of this power for itself and assimilating it at an outstanding rate!

His entire body was absorbed by this power, and although Frank's soul and body began to regenerate at an outstanding pace, to the point of resisting the Dungeon Core attack, his consciousness had already drifted away…

Even Hades had fallen unconscious as he was deeply connected to Frank, and the only thing that remained within the depths of his soul was a primal entity that had suddenly been born from all the destruction Frank had done to his very soul, a primal creature from the depths of abyssal darkness…

It opened its crimson eyes and suddenly took ahold of Frank's entire body, as its vessel.

The Dungeon Core suddenly realized that something wrong was happening, as it felt as if its power was… begin absorbed!

Suddenly, an explosion unfolded, as the ray, it was firing dissipated, the Dungeon Core quickly flew a few meters away from the scene, glancing and analyzing the situation…

As the smoke dissipated, what remained was the body of Frank, which had once more changed.

His skin had turned completely black as if an ink ooze were now flowing through his veins, his eyes were glowing with crimson red colors, and his hair had turned black and spiky, enormous horns grew at each side of his head, and a crimson eye emerged in the middle of his forehead…

What… was this?!

Frank's entire appearance had changed to something unsightly, filled with chaos!

The Dungeon Core could not help but feel an instinctual fear, as the entity in front of it was not the same that it tried to kill!

It had, in fact, completely changed!

Just what was the meaning of this?!

It could not even fathom to imagine what Frank… truly was now!

It had suddenly transformed into something completely different as if he just disappeared and something else emerged out of thin air and took his place!

Its power kept surging like an aura of eternal darkness and crimson red, its eyes gleaming eerily!

The Dungeon Core, however, within its mechanical mind, could only think about one thing, destroy it before it was to get any stronger!

It suddenly channeled all of its power, conjuring gigantic weapon-shaped projectiles using all of the Chaos Attribute Divine Power within it, firing it towards Frank with everything it had!

Flash! Flash! Flash!

However, Frank simply charged towards it directly, as the spears of chaos neared him, crushing his entire body, and exploding one after another, constant explosions unfolded inside of this hall, making the entire dungeon tremble, as a large earthquake was unfolded in the surface, the people of Acacia Town began to panic has entire houses started to fall into the ground!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each projectile was charged with enough Chaos Attribute Divine Power enough to kill even a Rank 4 Magus or higher without it even having a chance to counterattack!

The amount of power the Dungeon Core possessed was insane, and this was because Axitl was terrible and being able to calculate its power, simply because she had way too much!

However!

To the surprise of the Dungeon Core, Frank was alive!

And his entire body was now, twisting…

The Dungeon Core could swear that it saw his entire body blow into pieces this time, how it might have survived that?!

Or it was some kind of illusion?!

Or it was somehow, capable of regenerating from that?!

Or…it was somehow capable of absorbing Chaos itself?!

The Dungeon Core was completely clueless, as it charged all of its power against Frank, trying to eliminate him with the only power it possessed!

However, Frank leaped towards it once more, shapeshifting its entire body as if it were the embodiment of chaos, opening enormous monstrous jaws and devouring each attack like nothing!

Then, it reached the Dungeon Core and punched it with enormous force, throwing it into the dungeon floor as the dungeon floor itself shattered and broke apart, ending the Dungeon Core all the way down to the base of this dungeon!

BOOM!

Without giving it any chance to recover at all, Frank charged his entire demonic body with chaos, falling towards the Dungeon Core like a spear made of darkness and crimson red, its feet shaping as a long and sharp blade, reaching the depths of the dungeon, as the Dungeon Core became alarmed!

Charging all the power it had, it generated an enormous cannon of chaos, firing it towards Frank as he descended like a spear, another enormous explosion unfolded, as more of the dungeon cracked into pieces!

BOOM!

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