Somewhere in the capital city of the Dragon Kingdom of Lugnica, a raven haired boy in a black and white track suit with orange stripes appeared out of thin air without anyone noticing.

He stood in the middle of the road, right infront of a huge fountain with a plastic bag in hand...

Unable to move a single muscle while staring into empty space as his mind was still processing what the fuck just happened

Snapping out of his daze, Subaru Natsuki looked around himself as he still kept staring in wonder at everything he saw...

From the unique medieval-style architecture of the buildings surrounding him to the strange looking demihumans walking about, not believing what he's seeing with his own eyes.

Subaru: "What's going on?"

He asked no one in particular as he simply kept observing everything around him...

Subaru: "I'd say I was dreaming but this is obviously really happening, totally not fake."

Taking heavy breaths and steadily increasing the volume of his voice, he exclaimed.

Subaru: "So does this mean I've been summoned, from across the universe..."

Now dramatically looking upwards, lifting his hands up to the air while loudly shouting out the last three words of his sentence into the sky for everyone to hear and cringe at.

Subaru: "...TO ANOTHER WORLD?!"

[POV change]

Amongst the many merchants around the streets of the Commercial District, one particular fruit vendor with a twig in his mouth stood out...

Kadomon Risch was his name, a green haired and very well built man wearing a black vest with striped bracelets lining both of his wrists.

He observed the people around him as they passed him by while waiting for any new customers to approach him.

Suddenly, a really strange looking boy coming in from his left caught Kadomon's eye...

He was silently mumbling to himself as he slowly walked towards Kadomon's little shop until he came to a halt right beside it, inspecting the goods and their price tags.

Kadomon: 'Finally, another customer!'

As Kadomon now took a much closer look at the weird looking kid, he realized that his attire was quite unique...

He's never seen anything like it, so he just had to ask him.

Kadomon: "Ey boy! Those are some weird looking clothes, you're not from around here, are ya?"

Instead of answering his vague question, the odd boy pointed at some particular fruits of his and replied with a clear question of his own...

Subaru: "So are these-?"

Kadomon's professional answer came faster than he could finish that sentence.

Kadomon: "Appas, the freshest you'll find!"

As soon as he stated that with full confidence in the good quality of his wares, the seemingly lost kid's entire expression aswell as his whole demeanor changed...

He kept staring off into empty space with a new set of disturbing eyes, exuding a completely different and unsettling aura around him than he did just a few seconds ago.

Which to Kadomon seemed like as if he just turned into a completely different person than the young boy from before and he felt off, very perturbingly off...

Kadomon was getting increasingly unnerved by him the longer he stood there.

Kadomon: "What's the matter kid? You look like you've seen a ghost or something!"

Kadomon now feigned concern out of common decency but he actually wanted him to leave, as quickly and as far away as possible...

This stranger's mere presence was giving off a sense of imminent danger and he will undoubtedly scare off other customers.

To Kadomon's relief though, this terrifying individual no longer seemed to have any interest in his stocks and just turned around and walked away...

Kadomon released a heavy breath he didn't know he was holding unto as sweat trickled down his forehead.

For some unknown reason, he felt like he just looked into the eyes of death and lived to tell the tale.

[POV change]

Somewhere in the Commercial District, three very suspicious looking individuals hid behind a not so lonesome corner as they followed a certain cringe weirdo around the streets...

They were known by the following names of:

Gaston, a large purple haired man wearing a green vest.

Rachins Hoffman, a medium sized former nobleman now turned thug with blue hair.

He was the odd one out of the three, seemingly unable to keep his tongue inside his mouth and always dressed like a prisoner with chains around his neck and wrists.

And lastly Camberley, a small brown haired dwarf with a cape who originally comes from another city.

They were waiting for their prey to finally go somewhere, where he will be out of public eyes.

Slightly leaning out of the corner, Camberley watched him as he talked with a fruitseller...

Rachins: "What is he doing?"

Rachins asked from behind Camberley's shoulder...

Camberley: "Seems like he wants to buy some Appas."

Gaston, upon hearing this, licked his lips...

Gaston: "Atleast we'll have some food after we're done robbing him."

Rachins got a little annoyed at that statement...

Rachins: "Could you think of something else instead of food for once?"

Gaston now felt a bit offended...

Gaston: "What's that supposed to mean?"

Rachins, frustrated by that stupid question, silently shouted at him...

Rachins: "What's that supposed to mean? Dude, look at yourself!"

Camberley, getting annoyed by their pointless bickering, intervened...

Trying to diffuse the situation and calm them down.

Camberley: "Guys, this is not the time for that, we've got a puppy to corner!"

They both looked at him for a moment and then at eachother, nodding their heads as a sign that they both agreed to stop their petty squabble...

Camberley: "Now, that's settled..."

Camberley then went back to leaning out of the corner to further keep an eye on their soon to be victim...

Only to get shocked by the fact that said victim was now standing right infront of him.

Camberley: "What the-!"

Camberley then got kicked in the midsection so hard all of a sudden that he got thrown back like a ragdoll, roughly hitting the rock hard surface as he fell face first to the ground.

He now laid still on the road, almost unable to move...

Tightly holding unto his stomach because of the extreme pain coming from his injured abdomen.

Letting go of his hurt belly, Camberley then tried to lift himself up slowly...

Whereafter blood started to flow out of his mouth due to the severe internal damage inflicted on him by that unusually strong kick to his gut.

After Camberley finally managed to raise his head up, he only came face to face with his own death...

A huge pair of ground dragons and a large carriage were coming right towards him at top speed.

Camberley: "OH SHI-!"

SQUASH!* *CRUNCH!* *SCRUNTCH!*

Rachins: "CAMBERLEY!"

Rachins shouted out at the top of his lungs as his dwarven friend got stomped on and run over.

Thanks to this unfortunate accident though, said carriage also went totally off it's course and ran into several pedestrians on the other side of the street until it finally lost it's balance and fell over on it's side...

Now Camberley laid dead on the road, his head crushed and his limbs bent into different angles with several more injured and possibly dead people laying spread all over across the pavement behind him.

Rachins looked at the man responsible standing right next to him, it was the same bastard they were going to corner behind some lone alley.

Pulling his right arm back with his hand tightly closed into a fist, Rachins attacked him in blind rage, shouting...

Rachins: "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, YOU ASSHOLE!"

Only to get punched by him with a clean jaw breaking uppercut, knocking Rachins out cold.

Meanwhile Gaston stared in utter shock at the chaos unfolding right infront of his eyes until his ears got assaultet by Rachins' loud rage filled voice...

He turned his head just in time to see him get sent off to sleep with a single well aimed punch, by the same guy they were going to mug no less.

Immediately coming back to his senses, Gaston dashed full speed towards Camberley's killer...

By using the advantage of his height and weight, Gaston sought to tackle his much smaller and lighter foe to the ground.

The prick stepped out of the way and dodged as Gaston tried to grab and punch him, this went on repeatedly until he suddenly took ahold of Gaston's arm...

Squeezing it tighty and bending it painfully as Gaston tried to free himself from his grasp.

Then all of a sudden Gaston got overwhelmed by a massive headache and a heavy case of dizziness, finding it alot harder to breathe...

Simultaneously, a very painful sensation came up from right under his precious family jewels and Gaston realized that this son of a bitch had kicked him in the nuts...

HARD!

Gaston's opponent finally let go of his arm as he was overcome by nausea, falling on all fours whereafter he began to vomit...

Emptying all the contents within his stomach as tears of pain started to stream down across his face.

Whereafter the motherfucker who inflicted this unbearable torture on him, jumped on his back and put a strange white bag he's never seen the likes of over his head...

Pulling it back with force, tightly pressing the bag against Gaston's face.

It didn't take long for Gaston to realize that he couldn't breathe through this thing.

In the meantime, Rachins regained his consciousness and shakingly stood up from the pavement.

His senses then suddenly registered the excessive pain coming from his fractured mandible...

Which made him touch the swollen bruise in reaction, making his agony even worse.

While wincing from the self inflicted torture, Rachins felt how his teeth were no longer aligned and tasted the metallic flavour of blood inside his mouth...

Making him conclude that he should keep his mouth shut for now, lest the suffering caused by this injury might become unbearable.

Even though his head was spinning like crazy, he managed to look around himself and take in his surroundings...

Only to see all the horrified onlookers as they all just watched Gaston who was laying with his stomach on the ground while Camberley's murderer sat atop of his back.

Holding the handles of a weird white bag covering Gaston's head, pulling it back against his face as he desperately tried to breathe through it...

Gaston occassionally twitched from the lack of air as his life slowly left him until his body became completely still.

Rachins wished the bag wasn't transparent, Gaston's terrified face will forever remain ingrained into his now traumatized mind.

As Rachins finally got over his shock, he struggled to fight back his tears...

The fact that both of his friends were now dead began to sink in, brutally murdered by this...

Thing.

Trying to cope and somehow deal with this new overwhelming trauma, Rachins steeled himself with anger...

While regaining his balance at last, he decided to avenge his fellow thugs by slaying this monster.

Rachins raised his arm up with the open palm of his hand pointed forward, aiming it straight at the evil shitstain still sitting atop of Gaston's back...

He then angrily shouted out his favourite little spell despite the incredible pain it caused him, courtesy of his prior injury.

Rachins: "GOOOAAA!!!"

A huge blaze of fire manifested from his open palm, burning the mana and air around him aswell as the very ground beneath his feet...

Unbelievably magnified so much so with the help of his wrath to the point of damaging his gate.

Now totally high on a power trip and blinded by his immeasurable fury, Rachins shot it at an insane speed towards his target...

But said target just dodged it by quickly falling off to the side of Gaston's back as it only narrowly grazed his clothing.

Going right past it's supposed destination, Rachins' large fireball hit a small shop from across the street...

Putting it and it's surroundings on fire and to the detriment of Rachins' already deteriorating mental health, the people standing inside and beside the shop aswell.

Burning them alive as they ran around screaming in agony and rolling around on the ground as an in vain effort to put out the fire and save themselves while Rachins watched with a horrified expression on his face...

Now the crowd around them started to panic in fear as they began to disperse and run away from this hellish scene.

Rachins, still distracted by the terror of what he has caused, got surprised by his adversary who rushed at him and jumped up with his knee bent forward...

Kneeing Rachins in the face and causing a nasal fracture, making it even harder for him to breathe as blood started to flow out of his broken nose.

Falling back on his knees, Rachins caught himself with his hands...

He then tried to reach for the daggers inside his back pockets but that was a bit too late as he suddenly got kicked upwards in the face.

Rocking around the very brain inside his skull and making him fall face first all over the pavement again, now only half conscious...

He was barely able to move as his head pounded like crazy with his very own mind threatening to shut down but yet he still felt how someone took something out of his clothing.

Thereafter he got kicked very hard on his side, roughly throwing him on his back as he spat blood...

He struggled to open up his eyelids to look up into the clear blue sky one last time as it slowly became covered by the silhouette of the raven haired beast that murdered his friends.

Now standing and towering over Rachins with his stolen daggers in hand...

He then slowly raised his arms up to the sky with the blades edges turned downwards, directly pointed at Rachins.

Rachins though, gathered all the remaining strength he had left only to utter two words...

Rachins: "Fuck... you!"

Then everything went red.