I'm redoing my entire series. Clean slate people; same OC, better explained backstory, as well as being a Gundam Pilot. I know this is sudden but things change for the better or for the worst.


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Do you believe in destiny? Fate?

Because I sure do.

My name is Russell J. Christoff. Human of Planet Earth of Dimension 17212829. A seventeen year old boy. With black hair, eyes, peach skin, and a height of 175; surprising for my age. My casual ware consists of white Adidas sneakers, peach khakis which were surprisingly good for running, and a navy blue t-shirt with a red kanji symbol for 'fight'.

The thing that I'm using to talk to you is called a Data Pad. You know what a Data Pad is? It's to record stuff and keep data...That's the best I can do to explain this honestly, I just found this thing in the storage hanger of the Safe Haven. I just got done working on my Gundam. Tell you the truth it is hard piloting one, but hey it's flashy, it may be a bit normal, but it can use armor packs that can decimate anything.

The Suit that I'm working on is the powerful and dangerous RX-79BD-1 Blue Destiny Unit 1.

What's the Safe Haven exactly? I'll get to that later as well as why I do I have a blue Gundam with a blue GM head. The point is that the reason I'm talking and using this dang thing to record myself is to tell you; who ever finds this; my origin story.

So sit back, grab some popcorn, or cookies, or whatever diabetic foods you guys eat in your dimension when you watch a movie, watch T.V or when you're bored.

I had a good life.

I lived in New Jersey, Bergenfield with my family of four. Myself, my father, my mother, and my childhood friend that I treated like a little sister. I had friends, went to a good school, good grades, a loving family, all in a small town.

Or at least I used to.

It happened so fast...

It was just a Friday; I was just coming home from school excited for the weekend just like any other person. Get my homework done, take a nap, and later go out to the mall with family and come back home with bubble tea.

The sky...turned grey. Lightning appeared.

Kryloids...

Aliens that came from the deepest and darkest parts of the Multiverse. Grey and black aliens covered in rugged and jagged armor. They came in their cone, stalagmite ships onto our planet.

First they addressed the world; broadcasting a message to every corner of the Earth. Every screen on the planet and their message, they called us an inferior race, saying that we were weak, and calling our planet disgusting, and us humans: food. They ordered us to surrender to the Kryloid Empire and give us all of their resources and tech. Otherwise they would kill us all and take what was left of our planet.

All of humanity was given a week to decide.

We had our answer within a week. We declared war on the them.

Maybe if we surrendered, hings would have gone a little better. But it hardly matters anymore.

Not even a second after Humanity gave their message back to the Kryloids; fire rained down on Earth.

Humanity had a population of 8 Billion. They Kryloids...had a race of 8.5 Billion. They outmatched us every way. In less of a week their ships embedded themselves into the ground in one of Africa's cities. After that the entire country was taken over and the Kryloids made their base on what was left in the rubble. The people were taken for God knows what, the senators and government officials were publicly executed, surviving soldiers were either murdered or taken things that I can't even explain. The animals were killed or eaten. And soon they drained the entire place dry of all of it's resources.

The Kryloids left the week after. Leaving Africa a barren and grey wasteland littered with ruins that used to be cities and homes; and skeletons that used to be people, families, and children.

Soon enough they began to spread and invade other countries. Humanity tried to fight but they ended up dying in vain.

Battleships? Easily annihilated by a giant laser cannon the created a black hole that ate the entire fleet.

Jets? Shot down by their fighters and their anti aircraft drones. Which were spike balls that had scorpion tales.

Ground Battles? Massacred. Tanks, jeeps and even people were torn apart by their ground forces. Armored Rhinos smashed the jeeps, people where shot to death by their Needler Rifles. And the Tanks were smashed by giant 18.5 meter robots that looked like the Blue Destiny Unit 1 with grey color scheme.

Nukes? Yeah right. Before they could even launch they were detonated and killed every single person in the blast radius. Turns out Chaos Kryloids are no joke; being that they can control fire and that they were the commanders of the Kryloid Empire. Not to mention some Kryloids have the ability to morph into a almost complete copy of someone.

Key word 'almost'.

Meaning that in order to turn into someone a Kryloid has to hold onto them for at least 10 seconds, and not to mention if they do manage to transform and copy someone the color of the clothes turns wither black or grey while the skin color turns pale white.

As for the nukes that did launch; I have no idea. They were either shot down as they got near one of their ships. As soon as they got close a blast of purple lighting zapped the bombs and once they hit a ship it didn't go off. Just like a baseball hitting a step from a stairwell; it did nothing as it hit the ground.

Days past and soon every state, country and territory was wiped out. Soon the United States of America was all that was left.

You'd think that after bleeding the whole world dry of it's resources they'd probably leave one country alone right? But no, the invaders wanted everything and they wanted Earth and Humanity to burn to the ground.

And to further crush us even more they sent out their and 'experiments'.

Remember when I said that they took people for God knows what? Well we learned first hand when they invaded the US. When their ships landed they brought a few ships that looked like carrier ships for people instead of vehicles. When they arrived on shore the first thing that came out...were humans.

Well...they were humans.

Their skin was white and their eyes were pure white; no pupils no nothing, just their white scleras. That wasn't even the scary part; on their necks, backs, and wrists were these tubes that had needles at the end of them. They injected them with this black substance from a turtle shell like container on their backs. The black substance leaked out of their ears, mouths, noses and even eyes; their veins were also visible as well. All of them were armed with needler rifles. One woman got brave and ran over to one of them which I think was her husband. She was one of the survivors in Africa and she must have gotten separated from him when the invasion hit. One of the Kryloids pulled out something; a communicator I suppose straight from Star Wars because it showed a hologram of another Kryloid. They talked for a minute before it put his communicator away. After that it let out a gurgle and soon all of the 'people' ran towards the massive group of other people watching and open fire upon them.

I have no idea what they did to them to make them like this but I can already tell that they were not human anymore. They're subjects; test subject and a product of the Kryloid's evil.

They started from Texas; it fell within two weeks, then they went up from there all the way to Washington D.C where the military and national guard gave it their all to protect President Obama. Many died, much blood was spelt; Kryloid and humans alike, and the world that the founding fathers put together was slowly crumbling away around them.

I don't know the details but the carnage finally ended when the Kryloids found the bunker that held the President beneath the East Wing of the White House. The guards tried to protect the president but they were easily gunned down.

My parents, my sister, and I watched all of this on a live news feed back in our house; the windows were boarded as well as the doors. The camera kept cutting to static from time to time which was good since it almost didn't show the dead bodies littered all over the ground. The most important part was when we saw the Kryloids forcing President Obama onto the White House's front lawn that was now a battle field. One Kryloid pointed his needler rifle at his head, but before he could pull the trigger the cameraman turned round to see an Armored Rhino monster charging right at him before the screen went to static permanently.

Next thing we knew we all felt rumbling and shaking. My father looked out through the window that had one hole to look through the boards. He quickly told us to run towards the backyard door as the rumbling got louder and we heard large pounding footsteps. When we got to the backyard we looked up to see a Grey Destiny Unit 1; we immediately hid behind the bushes in my parents Ampalaya garden.

The Grey Destiny Unit ripped off the roof to our house before looking down on it; a green beam came from it's red eyes and I guess scanned the place for any humans. It kept scanning until the beam turned to red and turn off; the Unit then walked off to do the same to the other houses.

For some reason I got brave and I rushed through the gate that separated the backyard from the front side of the house; ignoring the cries from my family. When I ran to the front lawn I saw that the my neighborhood that I grew up in was being destroyed; houses were wrecked, Grey Destinies roaming all over, and Kryloids kidnapping humans; while some just killed the ones that were badly bleeding and injured from surviving their house getting wrecked.

Right then as I watched the ensuing chaos around me I didn't notice the click behind me or the feel of something getting pressed against my head.I slowly turned around to see a Test Subject pointing a needler rifle at my forehead. The shocking thing was that he just a teenager just like me and I recognized him; his name was Abel Cheryian, one of my classmates that went to my high school. And my Best Friend.

At the corner of my eyes I could see my parents and little sister being escorted by gunpoint towards where I was. We were lined up in a straight line with a few other people that managed to survive somehow; so of which I recognized as my neighbors.

Next thing a portal pops up right in front of us; it was swirling grey with some black mixed into it. One by one we were forced into there; I even saw one try to escape, but he was immediately shot up as soon as he got far.

I was last to go through the portal. I closed my eyes and hoped for the worst because this is the first time I've seen a real portal before aside from the video games I've played. Not gonna lie I thought I was gonna get shot in the head first thing when I stepped out, but I didn't.

Instead when I opened them we were on one of their ships I suppose. It was modeled after a subway car in a way. In the middle were the poles as well as two exit doors across from each other, on the far ends were also more doors, and on the sides were the windows and the chairs. Except these chairs had harnesses on them like the ones on a roller coaster ride and there were armed guards at the doors. But these guards were different, they weren't Kryloids, but robots.

They were made in a humanoid figure, covered in European Dark Knight armor. The head being modeled after an angler fish, having silver armor with purple plated shoulder pads as well on the knees; including wearing a dark purple tunic around the waist. Lastly instead of being armed with a needler rifle they had a large purple shield that looked like the hard light shield from Halo in the left hand, while in the right was spear with a black handle and pole with purple glowing blade.

I was sitting on third seat from the middle next to a young kid; he was scared; couldn't blame him, from the looks of things the ship that we were on was already in space; reasons being that I could see earth when I turn my head to left a bit more. Earth and humanity was dying, that was a fact. But you couldn't see that from all the way up here; it just looked like another day on the planet. I looked around for my family only to see that they weren't on the ship that I was on. Just a bunch of battered and dirtied survivors.

A lot of things were going around in my head:

What was going to happen to me?

Where was my family?

Where they on another ship?

Why did this have to happen to us?

I always wanted something amazing to happen in my life to spice it up. I'd do anything to take that back right now and go back to by boring old life again.

Time passed on the ship, about 15 minutes in I saw more stalagmite ships as well as I guess heavy assault ships because they were large jets with turrets on the hull and belly. As we kept flying hundreds if not thousands of ships appeared in view of the window on the ship I was on. The S-Ship made a sharp right, once it did I got a good view on what the Kryloids arrived in.

Their mother ship was massive.

It was modeled after a giant claw arm; more specifically the forearm and the hand. The 'fingers' were a total of eight connected to a bowl like palm of the hand. The forearm was in the shape of a gourd with the large fat part pumping energy to the smaller part of the gourd. In the middle were these massive wings. The elbow I suppose had two parts: The upper part was had the thrusts while the lower part was where most ships were heading to. My guess was that was the hanger; which is also the same place that I was going.

A few minutes later we landed inside of the hanger. At that moment that harnesses around us lifted while the doors opened. No one including me knew what to do in this situation, all we could do was get up and hope we didn't die.

After I got of the shuttle the hanger itself was massive, not surprising since it was able to contain an entire invasion force that was taking over Earth. All around were turrets on the walls and ceiling while there were armed Robots and Kryloids all over the place guarding us.

Next thing we were lined up and placed under large cylinder tubes. The tubes lowered down on us as they created a purple ring around around our entire bodies; preventing us from moving our arms.

We were then holed up in groups escorted by Kryloids armed with spears. They ordered us to follow them and we did, one poor sucker panicked and tried to run but he didn't go far. They caught him and beat him senseless before trowing him back into our group.

He moved out of the hanger an towards the large main door that led us to the interior of the ship. A robotic voice confirmed that as they scanned the guards and opened the doors.

The doors revealed a large hallway filled with Kryloids and those Angler Knights all watching us. To the right I could hear screaming and crying as I turned my head; someone was getting tortured, I tried my best to ignore it.

We kept walking until we reached the far end of the hallway. There was a chair and I guess it was their leader sitting there or something because all the Kryloids and Knights bowed as his chair rotated to face us. I could barely make his face out mostly due to the fact that he was wearing a black cloak.

He stepped down from his throne and walked around us and observed us like a predator stalking his prey; all the while I just kept my head down. He stopped motioned the guards to take the kid behind me, the Knights grabbed the boy by the arms as he cried for his parents and tried to wriggle free as he was dragged into another room.

That was the last time I saw that kid. As a human being at least.

There was screaming, bright light from under the door and after that...it stopped. I looked down and saw blood flowing out from under the door.

When the door opened it revealed the kid, but as a pale and dull eyed Test Subject or a Drone if you will. I was horrified and looked away to the left, I immediately regretted my decision to do so as I saw that their leader was looking right at me.

He, she or it leaned in closer to my face and I could feels his heavy breathing. I could barely make out his face, but I could have sworn seeing a human mouth smiling. I heard the words: "Excellent specimen", "Great things", and "Fire in his eyes".

It walked over to the guards and whispered something in his ear. The guard nodded before walking over to me. I was next I thought. He motioned me to follow him and I did. Instead of leading me to the room where the kid got turned to a Drone. He took me to the room that was right of his throne.

As I was walking down the hallway, one guard in front of me another behind, I began to think. It may not look like it but I'm a smart person. I know when to act and when to wait; right now I'm waiting. For what? A opening. An opening for me to basically book it, find my family, and get off of this ship. How? I have no idea.

The idea of escaping itself was becoming more and more impossible as I was escorted through the ship. The deeper we went the more security we went through. More Kryloids, more Knights, and even more Drones. The turrets didn't help either.

We finally stopped walking until we reached a massive door similar to the front door in the hanger. A sensor bar above the door scanned the guard in front of it before the bar beeped and turned green. The door hissed open as it retracted into the walls while steam leaked out from the room. The room was dark for a minute before lights around the massive circular room lit up; revealing what the room was.

The dome like room had wires converging around one point of the space: the middle. Around the area were Tesla Coils that were in a square formation around the middle. On the far back of the space was a chair that had a helmet above it with cords and wires that led to the middle. The notable thing about the place was that there was junk ALL over the place. Gears, wires, tubes, metal springs, metal plates.

But the other thing in the room; probably the worst thing in the whole area were two things organs and a robotic human skeleton. Lungs, a heart, intestines, a stomach, two kidneys, even a brain. The guard behind me pushed the nuzzle of the needler behind my back; ordering me to move. As I walked around the robo-skeleton I realized it was exactly my size; I didn't know why but I was going to learn soon enough.

Next thing I know I'm forcefully put in the chair as metal clamps wrapped around my head, arms, and legs; while the helmet lowered until it was fit perfectly on my head. The helmet itself was heavy and covered my eyes.

Next thing I heard was electricity sparking; and then pain.

Searing, searing, pain. All I could do was scream and the loud electricity sparking all around deafening my ears didn't help either. The shocks lasted about five minutes; somehow I was alive.

The Kryloids didn't give me a second of rest as they started up their machine again as more pain and shocks hit my body. For what seemed like an hour I felt nothing but pain that was permanently implanted in my brain as an eternal memory. The first three shocks were at least 15 minutes, but as I said it seemed like an hour.

I had no idea what the Kryloids were doing out there, but each time they shocked me I could hear metal bending and wire being snapped like whips.

The fourth shock however something happened. In fact the fourth shock didn't even happen; instead I heard weapons clocking, glass breaking, bullets firing, and blood getting splattered across the walls; I knew because some splashed on my face.

Right after that an explosion caused the alarms in the room to go off. The helmet on my head finally lifted off of my head as the first thing I did was clutch my eyes; I felt something liquid like on my hands which I assumed were either my tears or my blood.

It was my blood.

I found out when I was able to open my eyes just a bit before shutting them from the pain.

You think that soap in you eyes were bad? Imagine that but instead with rubbing alcohol, or better yet, forget the soap and alcohol it felt like someone was digging their finger into you eyes!

I struggled to get up but my legs soon gave out in me as a fell down onto the cold metal floor. Feeling the circulation back in my legs I was finally able to get up. With the pain in my eyes finally subsiding I was able to open them once again; when I did...it was pretty bad.

Multiple dead Kryloids with their organs and blood were splattered all across the room. The Tesla Coils were still sparking while a couple were broken in half. The metal, skeleton, and organs were gone, and the door was ripped open.

But in the middle of the room was a person or at least I thought it was a person; it was a robot. The robot looked at least my height, it had black real human hair with a metal dark purple chest that was molded in the shape of a T-shirt. The shoulders had half-circle pads that were the same color. The legs were beige colored and shaped in the form of jeans while the feet were white boots. The arms were colored peach as well as the fingers while the joints were ball-like.

The person turned around; to my surprise: It was me.

The face, the color of the metal skin, the eyebrows, the nose; they were the same as mine. The eyes and mouth were tv-like screens. The eyes being oval to match the shape of one white the mouth was also a large oval that took up the space the lips. The eyes lit up to reveal green dots; which were supposed to be his eyes. While his mouth was a green line like a stick figure's mouth.

I looked down at 'my' chest to see the numbers: 1337.

In which my mind immediately came up with a name for the robot in front of me.

Russell 1337.

1337 stared at me while I stared back at him. He then turn around and ran through the ruined door out of my sight.

I didn't realize it then, but that guy was eventually going to become by eternal rival, nemesis, and sworn enemy.

I already knew that the explosion would cause attention so I booked it out of the room. As soon as I stepped through the ruined doorway I saw that 1337 had killed more Kryloids and wrecked most of the turrets from down the hallway I went down earlier. On both left and right sides of where I was standing two doors opened up. The one on the left had the sounds of multiple footsteps coming towards my location; while the one on the right was completely dark. No lights, nothing.

I had three options: I could either follow my clone and potentially get killed in his rampage; give myself up; or head in a dark room that could also contain God knows what.

I glanced at all of my options before staring into the dark room. ''Ah, screw it." One step through the dark room's door way caused the metal door behind me to shut; leaving me in a room with complete blackness with the only light coming from the underneath the door.

Under the door I could see the shadows of the Kryloid's legs. I heard burbling for a couple of minutes before they ran off; not even bothering to go into the room I was in making me sigh in relief.

But only for a minute. I still needed to find my family, get off this ship, and...Okay I'm going to admit I didn't think the plan through. Sure I get my parents back, but what then? I have no idea how to pilot those ships and even if I did where do we go back to? Earth? The place would probably be a cesspool by then.

Not to mention I AM HUMAN! What can one seventeen year old, straight A high school student who loves anime, katanas, Gundams, plays Golf. GOLF of all things. And spends his free time playing Shadow Warrior and Metal Gear Rising Revengeance; do in a situation like this?

The casual 'fuck it and just go with approach' would actually work at this point right now.

Anyways. I sucked up the bearings I had with me before pulling out my Iphone 6 out of my pocket and turning on the flashlight app before walking down the darkened hallway.

Walking down a dark hallway was bad enough; hearing the screams of people on the other side of the walls is worse. I think I was inside of the walls. To be honest I was half expecting Slender Man or any Creepypasta monster to pop up behind me and kill me.

And kept walking, and walking, and walking, and walking. The dark hallway sometimes curved sometimes but that was about it. I walked down the seemingly endless corridor until I came across some large windows. I looked out to see the entire Kryloid fleet; ships, jets, carriers bringing in more people from the dying Earth. Even the side of the ship I was on.

Next thing I knew the 'fingers' of the ship began to glow as well as the palm of the 'hand'; that's when I realized: It was a giant laser. The mother ship fired a massive beam that was the size of it's 'palm' that created a huge explosion back on Earth. The explosion just so happened to annihilate what was left of the Philippines.

The Philippines is where my cousins used to live. Quote used to...because...you know.

I didn't have time to mourn I just kept walking. I kept walking as I struggled to keep the tears from bursting out of my clenched eyes. My family and I were actually planning a trip to the Philippines to visit them. I guess that's not possible anymore.

My roaming in the long corridor finally reached a vent cover with lights leaking out from the holes. I looked down from the cover to see a Halo. A yellow Halo held up on two podiums on a flat table protected by a force field.

I looked a bit further to see if there were any guards there and luckily there weren't. I grabbed the vent cover off of the hole and put it to my right before I dropped down; I was just glad I was out of that black corridor.

As I dropped down I got a good look at the Halo, it looked beautiful. On the wall where the Halo was a sign written in English. Surprisingly the Kryloids can understand and write English, but can't speak it. Why I have no idea.

The sign said: DANGER! ARTIFACT OF INCREDIBLE POWER! DO NOT TOUCH! DANGER!

No seriously, that's what it said. No joke.

I had no idea if this sign was telling the truth or just lying, but hey free power. I just hoped it didn't kill me. I pressed the green button that was in front of the force field, turning it red before it opened up. I stared at the Halo and I could hear the words: "Take me." "Take me." "Take me." Over and over again in my head.

I sighed and hoped for the best. As soon as I touched it a searing sting was felt through my entire hand in which I clenched it. Blue electricity danced around the Halo. A normal person would just back off, but not me for some reason, why? Because I was crazy, but the likable type of crazy.

I used my right arm again and this time there was no shock. In which I put slowly put the Halo on top of my head; after that I blacked out.

Sometime had passed later on and when I opened my eyes, well let's just say I had a wake up call. I don't want to get into details but lets just say I met someone who taught me everything I needed to know about using the Halo on top of my head.

...Okay I'll tell you otherwise you won't believe me.

When I woke up in I guess my subconscious, I was immediately greeted by a man. He was about 40 who wore a grey trench coat with a grey armor pad equipped on his chest and behind those were white bandage wrappings. For his legs he wore grey cargo pants with the same colored boots. As for his face he grey skin with stitches visible all over his head with one white bandage on his left side. He had black shades that covered his eyes; which were surprisingly glowing red. The shocking thing was that he had Jesus Christ's beard. Last but not least he had a long broadsword on his back that had inscribed 100111100 on the blade as well as a white S&W 500 on his right hand.

His name was Dr. Jedidiah Christoff; also known as Jesus. Or Jebus. Or Jeb.

Dr. Christoff used to be the chief scientist of Nevada's research fifteen years ago at the age of 25. He was in charge of a resurrective cloning project called Project Nexus. Project N was a program aimed for mass produced soldiers led by Phobos; meaning fear in Greek.

The program was formed due to "inadequate soldier numbers." The cloning was performed on the resurrected deceased rather than the living most likely for safety reasons because of imperfect cloning defects. The project eventually lead to the formation of undead creations such as believe it or not, zombies!

As well as other monsters called Abominations which are also undead humans that head butt and drop kick people and Sleepwalker Patients that basically come back to life three times when killed before blowing up on the fourth time.

At some point in time, Doc. Christoff, disgusted at what his scientific efforts had been used to create, released the experiments in an attempt to destroy the project. Zombies and abominations broke free of confinement and began attacking scientists and agents. Shortly after turning into zombies as well; if they were lucky they stayed dead. Christoff was blamed for this and became a liability. However, Christoff rose up and waged a one-man war against his former comrades. After taking down Phobos and taking his sword called 'The Binary Sword' Christoff then took on the identity of The Savior now wielding the powerful Halo which he stole from the project.

Years later he set out on a journey to rid the madness filled Nevada; now with the populous bent on killing each other for no damn reason; he succeeded, but it costed him his own life in the process.

Luckily for Jeb he installed a fail safe on the Halo. Should he ever die his consciousness would be copied onto it; sure the other Jeb would die but the second one would live on in the yellow ring. Hopefully one day that another person would take up the mantle as the Savior and rid the world of madness.

Unfortunately for Jebus shortly after his death the Kryloids invaded just when Nevada was going back to normal. His halo was taken from his corpse when it was discovered by a Kryloid patrol and was sent on the mother ship for research.

After briefing Jeb on what the situation was back on Earth he became angered and disgusted that his work was all in vain and that the blood shed was continuing. He would fight the Kryloids himself but he didn't have a body anymore to do so, he turned to me and I already new what he was thinking.

I was going to be his successor.

The next Savior.

Unfortunately I couldn't just go barging in and take down all the Kryloids, so during my time in my subconscious he trained me to be his weapon of justice; which I gladly accepted. If it meant I was able to save my family how could I refuse? Luckily for us we didn't need to worry about time since Dream Time is longer than Real Life time. One minute you've been in a dream where your a hero for years, but when you wake up it's all a dream and only 45 minutes have passed.

Jeb taught me everything he knew: How to block, attack, use guns, and most importantly use the Halo's power.

Reviving corpses into Zombies. Moving objects or people with telekinesis. Creating energy shields that can deflect and/or catch bullets. Dissolving characters with a red beam or black Nexus bolt, cast from either the eyes or hands. Levitation. Hyper Regeneration; basically Deadpool's healing factor. Spawning the Binary Sword. Superhuman strength. Even being able to hover. And as a side gift a copy of his intelligence.

The best part is that only either myself or Jebus can use the Halo. This is because if someone wears the Halo for a long period they become bonded with it. Anyone tries to use or touch the Halo they'll get zapped by Nexus electricity, and it'll come right back to the user like a magnet after 30 seconds if somehow removed.

I was also going to need to look presentable; even Jeb looked cool in his earliest days as the Savior. So I donned the white trench coat, grey bullet vest, grey cargo pants, and boots as well as the black shades. The only difference is that I wore the vest under my blue t-shirt. Jeb also gave me the shades because using the Halo's power causes your eyes to turn permanently red and the skin around your eyes and on your eyelids turns black like coal dust.

After that, I was ready. I was ready to take the Kryloids and rescue my family.

I felt invincible.

And then...it happened.

I later came across a control room of sorts. There were guards of course but they left. Before I could leave the room the doors locked at the walls withdrew to reveal a window above the control room. There I saw it: people. They were trapped in some sort of pods, they were up vertically and were almost like caskets with the cover being visible to show what was inside. They were being moved from the ceiling via clamps and they were being carried to a giant funnel like device. The scariest thing is that you could see what was inside of the funnel. A giant grinder. Right next to it on the outside was a conveyor belt it hand a giant tire like steamroller, two smashers, another steamroller, and lastly and blade cutter.

I looked in horror as the caskets hovered over and opened up. The people varying from adults, to old people, to even children were dropped into the grinder. After getting eviscerated I saw that the belts led to an open room that had chairs with Krloids on them on the side. Kryloids were waiting patiently as the belt stopped with the meaty remains on them before using their bare hands to eat and gobble the human flesh like pigs. I clenched my fists as I tried to work on the panel to open the door. While at the same time trying to drown out the screams of people getting torn up to mush, pressed, smashed, and the rolled again before getting eaten. It didn't help that the control panel was in front of the windows.

But what happened next is what utterly destroyed me. I saw them: My family.

They were in the pods and heading directly for the grinder.

I tried.

I tried so hard to save them.

I pressed every button on the control panel and it did nothing but cause things to go haywire in the control room. None of them was the button to stop the belt. I even got desperate to smash the controls, but that didn't even work. I tried banging on the windows in despair as I watched my father, mother, and sister; fall into a giant grinder. I couldn't even look away as tears overflowed from my eyes. And you know the worst part of it all? The belt finally stopped after my family fell in.

I slid down the control panel on my back as I screamed. I clenched my eyes together as I cried. Everything I had: My family, my home, my planet.

All gone.

After that something happened to me, something changed inside of me; something broke. I stood up as my tears dried. I realized how truly evil these monsters were; they invaded, killed, and ate my people for our resources. Even having the nerve of calling us weak. I witnessed true horror and realized why I was given these powers: to stop the bloodshed. To make sure their carnage doesn't spread to other planets. I may have lost my family, lost my race, my planet. But I wasn't going to let them do that to anyone else.

Jeb experienced true horror when he was in Project Nexus; and now so did I.

I was his successor and I was not going to let him down; I was going to use these powers, and Halo to wipe out all of these monsters from existence. All morality, fear, and cowardliness went out my body as I blasted apart the closed door that led to an elevator. I pressed the button as it brought me up to the main bridge. All surrounded by Kryloids and Drones.

Using the skills I've learned I tore apart any Kryloids that got in my way; not giving them any mercy

I shot them dead with the S&W, sliced them in half with the Binary Sword, turned them against each other by reviving their dead bodies and using them to attack each other, smashed them using telekinesis, killed them with their own bullets, erasing them from existence using the Nexus Bolt and punched a Kryloid's heart out.

And before you ask, no. I didn't feel a thing.

After killing everyone in the room I walked over to the main controls and knew what I was going to do.

I was going to ram the ship into my planet.

To kill millions to save trillions. To killing the remaining humans on Earth while at the same time killing an entire race in the process.

I was willing to make that sacrifice.

I just hoped that they'll be kind when I meet them on the other side.

Before I could even get to the steering wheel. The man I met at the hanger dropped from the ceiling and slashed at my chest and kicked me back before kicking me away from the controls. I gripped my sword in hand as my wound healed in seconds. After that we both charged at each other.

We clashed swords and swung at each other as we blocked each others attacks. Attack. Dodge. Block. Attack Dodge Block. The same pattern over and over again. Not going to lie he was good, but not as good as me.

I was finally able to stagger him as I pushed the blade into his chest. Somehow he was still alive as he tried to pull the blade off of him. In which I impaled him onto the nearby wall before using the S&W to blast his head off.

"Goodnight...You monster."

After my face was splattered with his blood. I walked over to the control panel as it shifted forwards to reveal a lever. I grabbed onto it an pulled up. The entire ship shook as the whole thing went down instead of up. I hate inverted controls. I just gave a wry chuckle as I pulled the lever so far upwards it finally broke off.

The entire ship plunged downwards before getting sucked into Earth's gravity due to being too close. Red sirens went off as the speakers blared all over the ship to evacuate. All I did was stare at the planet as it got closer and closer until the ship was close enough to Earth's atmosphere and began to glow red due to re-entry.

The ship was starting to break apart from the outside and the inside. Armor was falling off and burning up in the atmosphere while rooms, vents, and all sorts of junk began to go haywire before bursting into flame.

It may not look like it but out of all of the horror that's happened to me, I managed to smile. Because at the end of the day I finally did what every little boy wanted to do in their dreams: save the world. Despite the fact I was destroying it was the irony.

After that I just...let go.

Now you're wondering: If you sacrificed yourself how are you still alive? How am I recording this? Why do I still have the Halo? Why do I have a 18.9 meter sized Gundam behind me.

Well don't worry I'll get to that later.

There's a part two to this; it's right next to the other Data Pad.

Your right not my right.


Well my readers here it is. Part One of my OC's new origin story. I may or may not delete the other stories I got because I realize my writing was pretty bad back then. Then again I just graduated and was looking for a job and writing ain't really my strong suit.

It may seem that my OC may be overpowered to you, but he's going to be like that for the journey a head. I still have to write the second part anyways.

Updates will be sporadic BTW.

Until then Peace~!