After a few seconds of struggling, I stopped.

  Not just because it was useless, but also because it wasn't doing anything to me.

  Aside from cocooning me, but that's hardly threatening anymore. I may not feel pain quite the same as I once did, but I would certainly feel it if the liquid metal had tried to hurt me.

  It was a weird experience. Probably the weirdest one yet in the month and some change I've been in this universe. Which got me thinking about just how long I've been here. 'It only took a month for me to reach this point. What will happen in a year?' I pondered, rubbing my chin.

  I froze as I realized that I could, in fact, touch my face with my hands. The liquid metal seemed to let me touch myself, not like that, so I patted myself to check if anything was different.

  After I didn't find anything, I stood from where I had collapsed on the couch. I still couldn't see, and any type of Telepathic sense I sent out was consumed by the metal.

  "Could you stop eating my Telepathy?" I groaned in annoyance, but to my surprise it listened.

  I had spoken out loud due to habit, but the liquid had obeyed me.

  "Alright, thank you... Now could you finish whatever it is you are doing?" I really hoped it wasn't trying to fornicate with me. I was still mentally scarred from my first experience with alien tv.

  It jiggled or wavered around some more, then it started to form into something again. A gap formed around my head, like a bubble. A familiar feeling settled over my body. From my feet, all the way down to the tips of my fingers.

  I gawked in awe as the liquid metal in front of my face shifted and morphed into the visor I knew. My space suit was back.

  "Woah. This is... cool." I muttered as I twisted this way and that.

  It looked almost identical to how it used to be. Except the color was just a tiny bit more grey. It also let me move however I pleased. No more restrictions on movements. Even when I turned my head, the visor shifted to let me see unobstructed. It felt a bit surreal.

  "Well... Good for you." Jerald sounded relieved despite the harsh tone.

  "Yeah it is. I knew we would make good pals!" I lied.

  Casting my Identify skill on my new suit, I got... the same shit I did with the amulet.

  'Great.' I sighed as I made my way to the lab.

  Walking down the hall, I realized another thing. Something not important at all, but something nonetheless.

  I was walking a lot more than I used to. At least over the course of the month that is. With my new... suit? It was quite comfortable. I decided to push it.

  So I tried doing a flip. I had never been one for acrobatics, but I had an insane Agi Stat now. I never did test my new Stats except for maybe Health and Energy. To my surprise, I pulled off a perfect triple front flip.

  "What the hell? Is it supposed to be that easy?" I muttered as I started doing even more complex movements.

  Mimicking some dumb karate or kung foo I had seen from a shitty action movie. Wall running since the hallways were tall enough for it. Cart wheels. I did whatever felt right. I wasn't even tired.

  Being able to mimic a ninja would be useful. For someone else maybe. That wasn't my play style though. I was a cannon, using brute force only. It was magical and Telekinetic brute force, and it was the same as bringing a nuclear missile to a knife fight.

  "I need to be examined. Sally-1, come forth." I flourished my words like I flourished my body.

  Doing a perfect ballet entrance, spinning like a fucking Beyblade on my tippy toes. I stopped and did a little bow toward Sally-1. Who just stared at me.

  I stood like a normal person as she examined my new suit. Several minutes later, and I got a new report.

  Looking over the report, I finally realized once again that I'm a fucking idiot.

  I hadn't even bothered to check if my connection with the ship still worked. Thankfully, all of my apps and gadgets still worked.

  Once I was done chastising myself for being an idiot, I saw the last part.

  "Wait, what?" I muttered, and immediately teleported down to the planet.

  I appeared at the wasteland that was the aftermath from me removing a mountain. An area of rough exposed rock. The perfect place to test this new suit. I opened my skill menu.

  I skipped the list and went straight to the bottom. Where I focused on the Equipment Skill.

  I smirked.

  Then chuckled.

  Then I was laughing like a dumb ass with 8th grader syndrome. Hand on my face while I posed dramatically. The commotion of which, attracted some monsters. I followed the instinctual instructions in the skill, and pointed my hand at the monsters. Palm outward.

  I put 80,000 Energy into the attack, and instead of getting the powerful beam I was attacked with, I got a tiny little piss laser. The monsters, a pack of giant red lizard like wolves, started charging at me. Completely ignoring the ineffective laser. So I surged the Energy to 2.5 million. I watched in glee as the laser went from itty bitty, to surpassing the Sun Apes attack in mere seconds. It kept growing in size too, which ended up being a mistake on my part.

  The monsters were eviscerated, sure, but I forgot about the knockback. I was sent flying since I wasn't floating with Telekinesis. I rolled across the ground, bouncing off rocks and the like. Holding my hand outward as a giant uncontrollable laser of plasma ate and burned the world around me. I was able to shut it off quickly, but not before making the wasteland even more of a scorched earth.

  I was still giggling like a loon as I looked at the destruction on my knees.

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  "This is AWESOME!" I yelled while throwing my hands up into the air.

  Looking up, I saw some clouds that had been cut in half by the stray beam.

  As my laughter died down, I got up to my feet. Dusted off my knees and shoulders. Then took some deep breaths.

  After calming down, I checked the notification I got.

  'Ah, shit.' I hadn't known that I was so close already.

  I'd only killed... alright, maybe I had killed more monsters than I thought.

  As I lamented my foolishness, I got another notification. One I had never seen before.

  That was... new.

  It wasn't a system message, it was built into my HUD.

  "Hungry... Are you the living magic metal?" I asked, and I got a response.

  I nodded as I thought about it.

  'So the living metal needs to eat, but what? Had it eaten my amulet, then gained it's properties? If that was the case, I should feed it every item I come across.'

  "What do you eat?" I decided it would be best to just ask.

  That wasn't worrying. Like at all.

  I looked around, and luckily there was a monster corpse left from my little experiment.

  "Can you eat tha-" Before I could even finish speaking, tendrils of liquid metal reached out from my suit randomly and started absorbing the corpse. My hand outstretched as I was still pointing at it.

  I looked on in disgust and horror as the glittery mess turned into a polished silvery metal goo and disappeared. There wasn't even any glitter left on the ground. It had left no trace at all.

  I lowered my hand. 'That was... FUCKING SICK AS HELL MAN!' That was probably the coolest thing I'd seen yet. I had a living magic item that ate whatever I wanted it to. I feed it a magic item? It gains its power. That means I don't have to be level 800 for some fuck ass amulet.

  I smiled as I started petting my suit.

  "Good boy! Who's a good boy? You are!" I praised the suit like it was a dog.

  "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jerald asked, sounding disgusted.

  The suit, once solid and normal, shifted a little bit like a thick viscous liquid. It squirmed in delight. I could tell from the bond. I should have felt it when he got hungry, though I guess since my EA skill removed the need for me to eat, I just can't feel hunger at all anymore.

  "You are just jealous that Jimmy here is such an awesome item." I told Jerald off, and got another notification.

  Jerald groaned loudly.

  "Haha~! Jimmy!" I squealed as I hugged Jimmy. Which was really just wrapping my arms around myself.

  "I don't even... This..." Jerald was speechless.

  I ignored Jerald as I praised Jimmy over and over again. I had the bestest item after all. He deserved to know it.

  "I need to get Jimmy more items! Oh we are going to have so much fun!" I took off at mach 6 instantly.

  A shockwave shattering the ruined ground more as I flew off to find a Dungeon.

  ...

  While flying through the air, I pondered about several things. One thing in particular stuck out to me though.

  "Jerald, since the multiverse theory was proven true, doesn't that mean that nothing matters? Since I could just go to another universe whenever I want that has the story line I want?" It sounded like some Rick and Morty type bullshit, but it was true in this case.

  "You could, sure. It's not like anyone could stop you." Jerald sounded defeated.

  "Except in the timeline where someone could." I pointed out, but Jerald just scoffed.

  "Like that would even matter. You'd find some way to escape or kill them off. Or befriend them." Jerald sounded like he had a chill run up his spine. If he had one.

  "Speaking of timelines, since everything someone could possibly conceive of is true, doesn't that mean that there are places where things are really bad? Like REALLY bad." I asked, thinking about all the possible ways a universe could end.

  "There are an infinite number of horrible universes and an infinite number of paradises. Why even bring it up?" Jerald said something sad but didn't treat it as such.

  "No one is going to help those universes? Couldn't you? Or, I guess couldn't you have before?" I was getting a little depressed about it, but my EA skill kept me from getting too sad.

  "Why would I? Do you know what infinite means? I would help one universe, only for a split to occur where I never helped at all. In the grand scheme of things, nothing matters since every possible situation has and will happen. We can't stop it. Do yourself a favor and focus on one universe." Jerald seemed to have thought about this a lot.

  "I just... I was just thinking about what I would do with all of this power. I could make a difference now. Which is cliche beyond cliche but I could."

  "No. You couldn't. Not yet anyway. You specialize in destruction. Can you create farms to feed the hungry as easily as you erase monsters?" Jerald was being a sour puss, but he had said something that caught my interest.

  "Not yet I can't." I said with a smirk.

  I left it unsaid that I wasn't really going to help because I wanted to. Which I did, just not for the right reasons. I could see it, even a year from now. Unimaginable power at my finger tips, and yet... Boredom. Insufferable, endless boredom.

  What are you supposed to do with great cosmic power if not to have some fun? Luckily for me, there was an infinite number of universes who could use another possibility of becoming better. So why shouldn't I do it? Because it didn't matter in the end?

  "So what if it doesn't matter?" I muttered as I got more and more determined. A fire sparking to life in my chest.

  "What?" Jerald asked, sounding confused.

  "Jerald, I come from a place where nothing I did mattered in one universe. Why the hell would it matter to me if it didn't for more? Hell, if anything that just means nothing has changed. Despite all of my potential for power here, nothing matters still. I don't give a rats ass about this place! Why would I? I've only been here for a month, and everyone is scared shitless of me. I can do something. So I will. I will gain more power, just so I can fix a universe here and there just because I can." I ranted, a heat building in my heart.

  "Greg, I need you to calm down befo-" I cut Jerald off.

  "No! I'm going to do what humans do best Jerald! I'm going to make as many worlds better as I possibly can! Why shouldn't they be better? Because it doesn't matter in some multiverse bullshit way? I don't care. It disgusts me that they should be left to suffer when I can fix it. Even if I can only fix one timeline, that will create an exponential growth of different versions of me to help other worlds. I will form the spark that will set the multiverse ablaze in righteous fire!" My chest was heaving with heat, but I didn't care.

  "GREG, CALM DOWN. NOW. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING." Jerald was trying to yell over my monologue. I ignored him still.

  "Maybe this is my purpose. Maybe this is why I was dumped here in some unknown universe. People don't just gain power for no reason. This is my mission given to me by GOD!" I was losing myself to the crap I was spewing. I knew it was bullshit, and I was just spouting nonsense at this point, but I kept going.

  "God, the creator and existence itself, has given me this holy mission to save as many lives as possible. So I swear it upon my true name, Greg Hudson, That I will do everything in my power to make every universe I come across better." Silence followed. The heat was still there, and at some point I had stopped flying.

  I was just floating in the air above some random forest.

  "Greg... You fucking idiot." Jerald let out a deep, deep sigh.

  "What? What is it this time?" I asked, coming down from that weird high I was on.

  "You just made an oath. One bound to your core. You know, your very soul?" He urged.

  "Oh... And? I meant what I said." I crossed my arms.

  "Really? God's mission and all that?" Jerald said flatly.

  "Okay, I might have gotten too into it, but still! I'll help whatever universe I encounter in the future." I nodded to myself.

  "Greg, that doesn't make any fucking sense. How the hell are you going to help this universe? Let alone the uncountable places you might go to in the future?" Jerald chastised me like I was 5.

  "I'll figure it out." I said with false confidence.

  "Really? About a place, and I quote, you don't give a rats ass about?" Jerald was probably pinching the bridge on his imaginary nose.

  "Well, I've only been here a month! I'll learn to like it." My smirk twitched.

  "Uh huh. What about all that stuff about God? Greg, no one knows anything about whether or not God exists or how everything started. You sound insane."

  "Of course God exists! Look around us, man! You think this was by chance?!" I point at all the very earthlike plants. Even some of the monsters look similar to Earths animals.

  "I'm not humoring this conversation. You don't know enough about divinity to be making claims like that." Jerald sounded tired, like I was kid throwing a tantrum.

  Maybe I was. Jerald was millions of years old, and my guildmates were above 200. If anything, I was a kid compared to the aliens here. I didn't know what the average lifespan was, but almost every single alien I've seen since I got my Identify skill has been yellow and red. So 40 to 160 levels higher than me. Jerald was right that I didn't know much about divinity or even my home religions. I had made myself look like a fool. Like usual.

  I really did lose myself to the speech, though I don't regret it. I felt the heat in my core settle, which I guess is my new oath I had made. That sounds like a super complicated headache waiting to happen. Oh well. Just another thing I'd worry about later.

  "You have an impulse problem." Jerald said after a few seconds of silence.

  "Maybe." I replied and continued looking for a Dungeon to loot.

  Jimmy needed an upgrade after all.

  As I flew I remembered that I had some unspent Stat Points, along with 1 Skill Point. I made Int my new focused Stat and dumped all 60 points into it, then dropped the 1 Skill Point into Energy.