Rider.

A word that means so little, and so much.

To the common person, it's just a word used to describe a person on a bike or machine.

To certain people, it brings to mind a magical class of Hero's long since past.

To even more however?

The word is equal to justice itself.

For what is a Rider but someone who arrives when needed? One who reaches for the impossible dream?

One who-

"Oi! Forshaw! Stop texting and get back to work!" Came a harsh voice from behind me, bringing both my back and fingers into a scramble at the sudden call-out.

I shot a quick blank look behind me for a moment while I stowed my semi-cheap touch phone away, and resumed my stacking of shelves.

It wasn't hard work, but it was hard to NOT think about other things while doing it.

Right, how rude of me. I haven't even introduced myself, nameless voice in my head this week.

My name is Aidan Forshaw, and I don't belong in this world.

Or, rather I do, but SHOULDN'T, for all that clarifies.

Y'see, I'm a normal guy. Did my day-to-days, ate good food, read good works, and even tried writing a few things hear and there that weren't total shit.

There was also the mild meanderings of a mad mind drawing and colliding fandoms and ideas at most hours of the day, but that's kind of implied with the internet these days.

Anyhoo, a hop skip and a Fuck you from a ROB later (Who looked startlingly like Will Arnett.) I woke up with naught but the cloths on my back, a set of ID for my new world in my wallet, and a brain chock full of more knowledge than before. That was fun.

So yeah. Obviously there was some freaking out for a while, before quickly fleeing my origin point to try and see where the friggity-fuck I was now.

And wouldn't you know it, I was in 'Drowning in Grim' Brockton Bay. And given some of the reports I was checking out online after said revelation (Cause WI-Fi is still a thing and newspapers cost money I COULD NOT waste) not even one of the fun or light-hearted ones. Fucking Multiversal constant levels.

Now, being dropped in a death world is sucky, but not really enough of one that it presses the immediate issues. Namely, shelter, food, and MONEY (The biggest want and need).

Luckily, as a not even twenty year old with a pretty upbeat looking attitude and solid frame, there aren't a lot of people judging you when you show up at a hotel room for a week or three, get a minimum wage job at a nearby grocery store, and take RUTHLESS advantage of the free fruit and/or special treats in the break room occasionally.

Yeah, you're jumping in on me about two and a half months in. In fairness, you've missed nothing, cause I've done nothing.

Having power DOES NOT mean jumping into combat as soon as possible after all. Well, no, having powers NOT INFLUENCED BY SHARD SHENANIGANS means not jumping into combat immediately.

Yeah, establishing basic shit comes first. On that note, PHO is actually so widely used it acts better than legit news broadcasts here, AND can be wildly entertaining. It's a nice change of pace.

Though I DID change my username with my new world, cause...yeah, Evil outright ain't doing too good to call yourself in Dragonville.

Holy shit this internal monologue to no-one shite gets long-winded and bendy, no wonder no-one remembers these. What was I saying...

RIGHT! Consolidation! That good shit.

So, that knowledge I was given? It was some serious shit.

I know how to make Drivers.

ALL if them.

From Ichigo to ZIO. And the majority of them weren't even the worst things in the world to make.

As an example, to build a KivatDriver, I would literally have to raise a generation of bats off of nothing but a diet of my own blood, various metals, and 'offering' before having them breed, with the offspring somehow being a Kivat. Yeah.

Since that wasn't happening anytime soon, being such a time and money sink, I decided to...invest in other things.

Specifically...

I gave a sharp grin as I saw that my co-worker had left, taking my phone back out and switching tabs, eager to see what had begun.

[SPOILER="Game: Starto"]

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"Yeah. This'll be a fun stage." I snicker to myself for a moment, before putting the phone away again and start setting up the cans on the shelf, this time with a little grin and gleam in my eye.

Hey, nobody ever said I had to do anything directly after all.

CHAPTER END

So now you know what I've been brainstorming. There's a lot of shit coming out from me in the next bit, and I am SUPER pumped. I think you all will be to.

Also, if anyone would be able to help me set up some PHO chapter a little later on, PM me. It would help me WORLDS.

Until then, enjoy all! With more soon! Yahaha!