Light began to erupt from the hole in his chest until the blood quickly stopped, the smell of miracle, magic, and iron filled the air. He began to move and his breathing calmed.
"That's right. He's a God in his world his powers didn't work, but here. Here heas truly what heis ...a God." She thought o herself, as her creator's breathing calmed and the man began to snore.
She smiled at this, the fool was sleeping. "Just this once," she thought to herself as she tight end her grip and gave the man a strong hug. One that seemed that she was a fraud he would simply vanish and never return.
She looked around and saw an abandoned building nearby, they would spend the night there and search for anyone that might have come to this world, but for now, they would hide.
[Speech change Blitz]
The thunder like sound that echoed every time he fired his gun would no doubt attract attention, but he couldn't care about that, not at the moment. The Deamon that was his creator was keeping his daughter safe and truthfully he would have wanted the woman as far from her as possible.
They had landed inside a temple, dedicated to some minor God and were immediately attacked by some sort of magician. The woman wore a purple rob and had pointed ears like an elf.
He knew enough about gods now to not put it past them to create such creatures. The woman summoned hoards of skeletons, but they were weak and two shots of his special gravity bullets rendered them all useless. Still, they needed to get away and the magician was flying in the air bombarding them with magic spells.
There was a way to escape, but it was risky. To use it with two people was already straining the system, but three it might destroy it, he could leave his creator behind, but who knows what a mad god would do.
So he decided to risk it and quickly took hold of both his creator and his daughter he faced out of existence and took the farthest reach his systems could use.
The last thing he heard was the magician's screams of rage.