(An: I don't own Minecraft nor do i own Helluva boss)

"Talking"

"Powers"

"Thinking"

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Enjoy the story

Previously:

Our Protagonist died in a fatal accident, woke up in a white void and gained the power pf Commands.

Now, the only question is: What dimension is he going to be set in?

It slowed and slowed, and finally stopped at Dimension: *H24*.

Now:

"Well, that is new"

I slowly turned to the god

"What do you mean by that?" i asked, expecting something bad already.

"Not the kind of new you are thinking of. It's just that the dimension you are traveling to is fairly simular to the one you died in. doesn't happen oft from what i've heard of."

I let out a breath i didn't know i was holding.

"Also, i didn't bother asking before, and i don't really care much either, but what's your name?"

"Deus." I answerd.

Before i could ask the god about his name, he continued speaking: "Well Deus, don't throw up everywhere after arriving over there. It's gonna get wild"

With that, i looked down at the growing portal-hole thing, and before i could try to fly, was already falling.

I felt my eyes, skin, flesh and even bones shift, partially fixing some old scars, and partially fucking reshaping my body itself!

as powerful as i may be with commands, i still have to train to get resiliant enough to square up with the likes of that god.

but for now, i have to endure that gut-puch of a trip.

with every passing second, i feel something coming closer and closer until finally, there was light.

The first thing i felt was something soggy and squishy under me.

The first thing i smelled was rotting food

The first thing i knew was that i was sitting half naked in garbage in an allyway. That will not do. I have to get something to clean myself first.

Lucky for me, the Creative mode isn't restricted to minecraft items, but also has items from this world.

A waterbucket and several bottles of shampoo later, i was mostly set.

Now, what do i want to wear?

defenetly nothing over the top or fancy. Maybe something functional?

"maybe some cargo clothing."

With that thought in mind, i began the tedious search for something good.

What i ended up with were

some grey cargoshorts,

a pair of sneakers with socks,

and a red T-shirt.

"What the hell happend in that tunnel?"

I mutterd to myself.

Just remembering what happend was enough for me to get dizzy again.

That feeling of the body just morphing into something isn't what i want to experience again.

Still somewhat disturbed by the previous experience, I made my way out of the ally, and into the city.

I expected anything. literally anything but LA.

when that god spoke of a simular world, i first thought of all the Animes that i could possibly be in, but no. It is LA.

there aren't even any differences from the time i was there on vacation.

I don't know if it is luck or not, but I'm not complaining. The god did mention that this world is simular to my old one, so maybe there are some small differences?

"What should i do now? testing out my Commands is something i'd rather do in the safety of my own home, and not in the streets. Getting money from the creative menu is basically counterfitting, so that's a big no.

right now i should look around for somwthing i can stay in without someone being able to walk in on me."

as i began walking, i noticed the usual things. Fanatics, both religious and those who try and follow the stars around, Homeless people, and just normal people.

"Maybe there is something different on the walk of fame?"

I expected everything. A small change in shape? perfect. at least it would be a bit different from where i came from.

What i didn't expect was a portal to open and someone to fall out of it.

At least i now have found the difference from my world.

Apparently, magic exists.

As i approached the fallen person, I noticed a few things.

The first thing was that whatever she is, is not human.

She does have some simularities with them like a roughly human shaped physique, but also shares several simularities with avian creatures.

The second thing was an apparently dead man. likely a celebraty, i mean come on. those clothes alone could be worth thousands.

as to how i figured him to be dead?

simple. one of his eyes is hanging around, and he doesn't seem to mind that much.

The last thing was a homeless guy that looks ready to throw up, and as i expected, he did shortly after.

it would seem that it was enough to quickly bring the bird like girl out of her unforseen stupor.

Before she could freak out more than she already did, i asked her:

"are you okay?"

This made her snap back to reality faster than enticepated.

I myself am still a bit unsure if this is a common occurence, but it looks like noone is really botherd by it.

doesn't matter.

"Where exactly am i?"

It was an innocent enough question with a simple answer.

Maybe she was still a bit disoriented from whatever happend.

"You are in LA. The walk of fame to be exact."

She looked loke she wanted to ask something else, but dropped it befor i could comment on it.

"So, do you need any help?"

I asked, still unsure if there is anything i can help with.

A quick "no, thanks" was all i got.

As i was about to continue walking.

that was, until i've heard some clown ranting on about her having to leave, and that this is his teretory.

As i turned around, I saw how the girl was about to cross the street without checking if it was clear or not.

Before she could do anything stupid, I grabbed her shoulder right as another car was comming.

As she was about to say something, i spoke:

"so, you say that you don't need help, and yet you've almost been run over. no. leaving you alone right here would be not just dangerous, but downright stupid."

She accepted, if only reluctantly.

Another chapter done.

I honestly didn't expect it taking this long, but i am somewhat satisfied with the result.

As always, any critique is welcome, and if you find grammar issues, I'll be sure to correct them.

The 3rd is currently being written.

thank you for reading.