"If our lives were already written, it would take a courageous man to change the script."
-Alan Wake
You ever had those times when all of a sudden your life changes in the blink of an eye? Well, that what happened to me. I was given a gift. This gift is what changed me. What I became what I am. This incredible power, it makes me feel less of myself and more of something else. Overtime, I started ignoring my old self and accepted what I've become. In doing that, I shedded any trace of humanity I had left. I let this gift corrupt me. Driving me to the point of insanity. To the point of no return. Let me tell you, it felt good. So much I was power hungry for more. However, my previous life became that of a fan fiction writer. I loved reading people's stories from the internet. They make my day. Whether they're good, bad, make me laugh or cry, it was truly the best life I ever had. And after thinking that, I used my power for my personal gain. I made a machine from my power and with that started taking the 'chosen ones' away from there plain of existence and led them there. To the machine. As of now, I'll wait. I'll wait for an eternity for anyone to be able to solve my puzzles, realize my existence and realize my true power. Because when that happens, everything that you did, all the effort you sought to use to alter your new realities, and all the things you do to make it this far will be for nothing! So go ahead, try and stop me. Its foolish to go against a higher being like me. So go ahead, make sure your effort was worth reaching me.
Prologue.
Am05: Its been two years since the last extraction. We've altered too much realities with the many misfits we have in the many domains out in the abyss.
S3ct0r: At least some of us made the realities stay true to their timeline.
Am05: And our purpose for this ability is to solve the puzzles this higher being leaves behind. The cool thing about it is the experience.
S3ct0r: I suppose. There is one person in particular that seems to have found many puzzles and solved most of them than any other misfit.
Am05:...Arukune.
S3ct0r: He could be our only hope to get us back home. To our reality. I truly miss my family.
Am05: As do I. Good thing he had good choice in video games the last minute he was extracted. May his abilities serve him well. And may The Storyboard wish him luck.
In Another Reality
It started to rain very hard. The townspeople started running to get to there homes and some closed their windows to stay warm. However only a single individual was left out in the open.
This stranger had a closed trench coat that was zipped all the way up covering his mouth with the collar, and the cloth reaching his knees with red clothing inside the coat. His coat was very similar to his favorite video game hero's clothing from his favorite video game Devil May Cry. he had a UK flag emblazoned on his left sleeve while he had a brassard wrapped around his right sleeve. The symbol on the brassard had a sword going down the middle of a circle with wings at the ends of the circle. On his back was his personal symbol same as his mask. Two eyeholes with a line connecting in the middle horizontally. Another line going down the middle vertically connecting with the horizontal line. And finally two separate lines, going down each individual eyehole looking like tears. He has spiked up black hair that seems to also go down when he wants it to. And Finally he has black cargo pants with black and cry combat boots.
He was walking down the sidewalk in the middle of town. With that black coat of his people would think they just saw death walking. His footsteps stepping on the wet floor of the pavement. He then stopped in front of a motel. Wasn't too dirty but not too clean either. He entered and gave the front desk payment for the night. He reached his room and set his stuff down.
He recently came back from a wild hunt that seemed to have taken a toll on him. Now all he wanted to do was to just sleep and relax.
'Pfft no rest for the wicked I guess.' The man thought. He went to the mirror in his bathroom to clean his face. He saw blue eyes and a cool-looking face with a very slight tan.
After washing his face. He went back to the room and immediately crashed on the bed and fell asleep.
8 am
The man started stirring and started opening his eyes. He heard his own personal smartphone ring. He fished it out of his pocket and answered it.
"Yea what is it?" Replied the man in a calm and tired voice.
"Did you think I would let you get away?! You won this round Prey but know this next time, you won't see me coming." Replied the man on the other side.
"Great now you're stalking me old man. Don't you have any hobbies?" The black clothed man said.
"I'm doing one right now, hunting you. Thanks to you my pay has been less. I won't have enough alcohol to last me a week!" Replied the man from the other end.
'Typical Qrow just like in the show. just needs his alcohol to make him feel better.' The guy thought in amusement.
"Jeez! Are you a pervert or something?! Im hanging up!"
"Don't you dar-"
*Click*
The guy started to chuckle in amusement. Great how will his adversary find him when he's drunk all the time?
The man then started packing up his stuff. A sword in a guitar case, and two pistols in his holsters hidden from view.
'Yeah' the man thought. He was prepared for anything. Facing Grimm and Imaginators. He left the motel in just 10 minutes and started walking in a random direction. He stumbled upon a billboard with a picture of a robot aiming at a direction with the words Atlesian Bot 290, Atlas' most trusted bot written above.
'I've had enough of this place' The man thought bitterly. He honestly didn't like this kingdom called Atlas. He honestly didn't like the military of this place either. This place relied more on technology and other things. The military relied more on robots than manpower.
He started walking off to until he stumbled on a dockyard. He saw a container being dropped onto a ship with the words Atlas. From what he can hear, this boat is heading towards The Kingdom of Vale, on the continent of Vytal.
'And there's my ride out of here.'The ebony clothed man muttered.
After about two hours, He snuck into the ship without being detected. To his experience, the road to Vale from Atlas would take at least a two weeks but since this ship has more speed it should take him at least three to four days.
'At least I can last that long without food.' The man thought.
He was finally leaving. Now he can experience Vale again. Just like the other kingdoms he visited.
His only goal in mind though, he is determined to make it happen.
'Find my way home.' The man thought.
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Imaginite- Creatures that exists due to the imaginations of others. The way they are formed is when one's imagination becomes bleak and dark ultimately creating them. They come in many shapes and sizes. Ranging from animals to fairytale creatures.
Misfit- A being of great power that has been taken away from their original reality and placed in another. Their powers are made with what video game and anime they watched recently, thus determining their power and location of reality respectively.