In each dimension there is an alternate version of you. Each has different lives, with different opportunities, they all are alike however, there is always a defining feature of existence that sticks with them, like one person and his alternates will always have cancer, or one will always have freckles, and some will always be heroes. This is one of those cases. This is the story of Edward Brock, soldier fighting in WWII, the year is 1942, and his feature will alter this world's history, forever.

BERLIN, GERMANY

A young boy is wandering across a devastated Berlin, examining the battlefield.

Boy: Why? Why did this happen?

The boy wanders through broken buildings, across burning homes, avoiding stepping on the bloody bodies that litter the streets.

Boy: Why?

The boy sits on a rock. He cries.

Boy: I wish I was dead! Why did this happen?

A shadowy figure comes near the boy, from behind

??? : Don't worry; I'll take care of you.

Boy: Huh?

The boy looks behind him and sees a black beast, maybe 9 feet tall, long tongue, giant white eyes. A mans head is sticking out of the chest, talking to him.

Edward: Don't worry, come with me.

Boy: OH MY GOD!!

Venom: Time to feed!!!

The monster lunges at the boy, ripping him into tiny pieces, then feasting on the corpse.

The monster sits, then the man comes from within the monster to the outside, attached by black strands on his arms and legs.

Edward looks at the monster.

Edward: Why did you do that?!?!

Venom: We were hungry.

Edward: I was hungry too, but why did you-

Suddenly Edwards feels strange, as if he was chewing a bite of a big hamburger, the taste of meat goes in his mouth, and then he is full.

Edward: Oh my god.... that's why...

Venom: We liked the flesh; we knew you wouldn't so we changed the flavor for your tastes.

Edward: If you eat people...

Venom: You don't go hungry.

Edward: Just like how I said I wanted this war to end, and now....

Venom: Berlin is in ruins, and Hitler is dead. Next is Japan.

Edward: So basically...

Venom: We live to do your bidding, for the occasional feast, of course.

Edward: Of course.

Edward walks back into the monsters chest, and once inside, begins to think

(How could this have happened? I was just a soldier. Why?)

2 DAYS AGO

Sergeant: Brock, go check for any Germans. I'll make sure the team is safe.

Edward: Yes sir.

Edward begins to walk away, and then the sergeant grabs his shoulder.

Sergeant: If you fuck this up, we'll die, do a decent job. Or else.

He says it in an ominous tone of voice.

Edward: Yes sir.

Edward walks away

Edward: Stupid ass, like I want us to die.

Edward looks for at least an hour, and then he gets out his radio.

Edward: No Germans.

Sergeant: Good. Come on back.

Edward walks back and then an explosion rocks a field a few hundred yards away.

KABOOM!!!

Fire rockets sky.

Edward ducks.

Edward: Damn! Better not be Germans!

Edward looks up and sees no artillery. He instead sees a faint glow in the distance.

Edward: Wow, better go see what it is.