Nothing in this story belongs to me (except the plot). Maybe in the future (as if) but not now.
There was once a young warrior who was renown for his skill in combat as well as his bad luck. No, he doesn't have fangs and a bad sense of direction. Well, no fangs yet. (Just kidding, there are to many of those fics out there already.) This warrior is a nexus, in such a way that not even the gods know what his destiny is or if he even has one. It also means that his potential is unlimited. That, and the fact that he is extremely adaptable, makes him the favorite play thing of the gods.
Now most people don't know what a nexus is. A nexus is a being who is chaos incarnate. Nothing is ever stable in their lives. Fate and Destiny have no hold on them. They make their own futures and carve out their own destinies. They take their Fate into their own hands and do what they want with it.
Now this warrior, being a favorite of the gods, has many dimensional counter parts. All of them have extraordinary potential, but sadly many never fully develop it. This story is about when one of them is on a world where many different realities intersect and merge. This is where the gods help him as much as they hinder him rather than just hindering him. This is where his destiny starts to take shape in a church in England and his potential is realized.
This story is a crossover of Ranma ½ and Hellsing with elements of Darkstalkers and others.