Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

"What do we do with him Sir?"

Seconds after Corey truly went unconscious, the young man carrying Anna questioned and the Pope stroked his chin.

"Hmm. If it wasn't for the contract we signed with the Universal System, I'd have killed him or taken him with his sister, but unfortunately, we can only take his sister."

The Pope muttered and when he remembered the contents of the contract he signed with the Universal System, he clicked his tongue then looked at Corey.

"It's frustrating that we're not near the main temple and I can't even touch him or do anything to him."

The Pope spoke with slight frustration in his tone. He turned to the young man carrying Anna and spoke:

"Put him on the Temple's hit list."

"The hit list?" The young man spoke with slight shock in his tone.

"Didn't you tell me to do something about him?"

With raised eyebrows, the Pope spoke and the young hurriedly nodded his head slightly and spoke:

"I just didn't expect you to put him on the Temple's hit list."

"How else do you now expect me to deal with him? We can't touch him, talk less of even killing him. Just put him on the hit list and let others kill him."

The Pope spoke then walked away. The young man and the other nine followed.

"What number should I give him?"

The young man asked without stopping, the Pope replied and waved his right hand nonchalantly.

"Just give him any number."

Hearing the words and tone of the Pope the lips of the young man twitched slightly behind his mask.

He pulled the large sleeve of his robe up his right arm, showing off a slender arm which had something similar to a wristwatch on the wrist.

He moved his arms and placed his watch close to his lips, then he spoke:

"Permission to place-"

Just as he was speaking, he stopped when he realized something.

He looked away from the watch and looked at the pope.

"Sorry Sir, but what's his name?"

He asked and the pope stopped walking. He put his hand on his forehead and for a few seconds, a pondering expression was on his face before he slammed a fist unto his palm.

"Corey. He said his name is Corey."

The pope said then he continued walking, without waiting for a reply.

The young man hearing the Pope's words, brought his watch to his mouth and spoke:

"Permission to place Corey, a native of Planet New Earth on the hit list."

A few seconds passed before a robotic female voice rang out from the watch.

[CHECKING CLEARANCE LEVEL…]

[CLEARANCE LEVEL IS HIGH ENOUGH]

[PERMISSION GRANTED]

[NATIVE OF PLANET NEW EARTH, COREY, HAS BEEN PLACED ON THE TEMPLE'S HIT LIST]

[PLEASE GIVE FURTHER DETAILS REGARDING THE SUBJECT]

Hearing the words spoken by the A.I from his watch, the young man spoke and said everything he knew about Corey.

His abilities, personality, combat experience, background, height, physique, tier, level etc.

He said everything he knew about Corey and just as he finished speaking, something strange happened.

Around the group of eleven were skyscrapers and very high storey buildings. On one of this skyscrapers was a 3d billboard which was at first off and was not showing anything, but much to everyone's surprise, the 3d billboard flickered to life and an image was shown.

"Cough, Cough.

Testing, testing. Is it working? Can everybody in the world see me?"

"Oh, everybody can see me? That's good, you get to keep your life."

Bang

"Oh sorry, I forgot to add in heaven or hell, my bad."

The group of eleven had strange expressions as they looked at the 3d billboard which was showing a video of a man sitting on a chair while holding a gun in front of his face which was covered by an extremely strange clown's mask.

Clap!

"Alright. Now that the fraudster is dead, let's get right to business."

The man with the clown mask clapped then spoke with a weird excitement while rubbing his palms together.

"Now, my name is The Clown.

I wanted to name myself The Joker, but there's already a guy named that and let's just say, he's a legend and I'm not sure if I would ever be great like him.

So, unfortunately, I'm The Clown and you're stuck with me. It's a pleasure meeting y'all."

The Clown said then bowed his head for a second before he raised it up and rubbed his hands once again.

"Alright, now that we're done with the introductions, let's get to the real, real business."

"First, I want to express my condolences towards the commoners and the majority on the planet.

A lot of us have lost those dear to us, those we consider as family, lovers and close friends.

Although, I don't know how it feels since I've never had somebody who cared for me, I still want to express my condolences as a native of Planet New Earth.

So let us all take a one minute silence for the dead.

Stop your fighting, stop whatever you're doing and just be silent for one minute.

Do it for the dead."

Hearing the words of The Clown, everybody on the entire planet who was watching the broadcast had strange expressions, but what was more strange was that, those who were either in a battle, argument or doing something became silent.

It was strange because they were not doing it on purpose. It was just that the words, the personality, the tone and the way The Clown behaved enraptured everybody's attention, subconsciously making them to stop whatever it is they were doing.

Though, while some became silent because of their curiosity towards The Clown, a lot were silent so as to actually give a one minute silence for the dead and with their eyes closed and palms placed together, they kept quiet.

Two seconds later

"Okay, one minute has passed and the dead should be happy and glad. May their souls rest in peace."

What?!

What do you mean by a minute?!

Only like two seconds passed!

This were some of the thoughts of many as they looked at The Clown with baffled expressions.

"So, Natives of New Earth, I have come to realize something and I'm here to help all of you in regards to what I've discovered."

Disregarding the fact that he gave the dead only two seconds of silence, The Clown spoke.

"Now, I know that a lot of you have had problems with killing monsters because some are too strong for you.

And you know, if you can't kill monsters, you can't become stronger and if you can't become stronger, you will eventually die because you are weak.

But fret not, for I have a solution to this problem.

You guys know that you can only absorb four soul stones of a specific race before you stop gaining stats.

Now, did you know that if you absorb more than four soul stones of a human, you'll still gain stats, even if it's just +1.

Some of you might be shocked right now, but no, no, no, that's not the best part.

The best part is that as long as the difference in level is not higher than twenty, you will still gain some stats.

What do I mean?

What I mean is that a level 20 human can decide to kill hundreds of level 1 humans and after absorbing a soul stone, his or her stats would increase with ease."

"Now, what am I saying people.

I'm saying, instead of stressing and endangering yourself by fighting monsters, you can fight weak humans.

If you have weak friends, kill them!

If you have a weak child or children, kill them!

Gather weak people, rear them as animals and kill them!

Just kill, kill and kill each other.

I mean it's safer, easier and the rewards are worth it.

So, you know what… Let there be chaos!

Hahahahaha."

A loud and strange laugh escaped from the lips of The Clown and just as he was laughing, the 3d billboard went black and the Pope looked at it with a strange glint in his eyes.

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