My name is Paul Bryant.Even before I was thrown into this world of ridiculousness,my life was a living Hell.My parents died when I was eight years old,killed in a fire set by an arsonist.In my very house.I only survived because I was outside in laying with my friends when it happened.I was a victim,but I hated being treated like one,so I did the only rational option.I ran away.I have been living in the wilderness for years,traveling from Alaska from Mexico.Now don't think I am stupid because I didn't go to school and all that useless crap,because you have to be smart to survive on your own out there.I started finding things all over my travels.For instance,a gun that never ran out of ammo,and the bullets looked like bronze.I saw more of that bronze on the top of a mountain,and forged it into a retractable blade that can be put on the top of my hand.When I squeeze my hand with my thumb in,the deadly blade comes out.Finally,I found a white cloak that covered my whole body and had a hood that covered my face.It keeps me warm,never dirties,and later figured out it made me immune to all types of magic and godly blasts.When did a figure out that the world was more than it seemed?On my thirteenth birthday.
I was in the streets of New York,wondering if I should steal some food from a grocery store,when I saw a snake woman slither out.Now I have to fend myself off from a lot of animals,but this thing wasn't an animal.It looked like a thing out of a nightmare,and the ridiculous thing is that everybody just walked by it and waved at it like a normal person.Not me.I had to kill it before it could harm somebody.Normally I would just shoot it in the head,but there were to many people for me to get a clear shot,so I walked right up to it.The snake woman smiled at me,"How may I help-"I cut it off by ejecting my blade and stabbing it right in her face.Immediately people started to run away screaming for some reason,and a few cops ran up to me and pointed there guns at me.An officer started screaming at me,"Drop your weapons now!You don't get another warning!"My mouth dropped,"Your joking!You didn't just see me kill a snake lady and watch it crumble into dust?"The officer ignored me,"Put your hands behind your head!You will not get another warning!"I shrugged.I wasn't in the mood for slaughtering a bunch of cops anyway.I reached into my belt pouch and pulled out some custom made smoke bombs,and dropped it.Immediately it started to spray smoke around the place,and I dove out the way as the police started randomly shooting.I ran to a random person who was about to go in his car,when I ran up to him.He smiled at me,but it immediately went away when I decked him with one punch and took his keys.I threw his unconscious form on the road,and started the car.I have driven a car before,but I am not the best at it.I hit the gas and started to go at 100 miles an hour in the highway.A few police cars started trailing me,and I cursed under my breath.There were a lot of cars around,and this car isn't built to be a battering ram.So I cut a hole through the roof and climbed onto the roof of the car.I then dove to the pavement,which wasn't very fun but had the intended affect.While the cops where figuring out how to get me,I ran over to a guy on a motorcycle and shot him.I know what you are thinking,that I just killed some random dude to run away.Don't worry,a shot in the arm will not kill h,but it will make him get off of the motorcycle.I took off on the motorcycle,and started taking pot shots at the police with my gun.After weaving around New York City for a while,I lost them when I went in a back alley way.I still didn't want to back to greater New York yet,so I went to the most boring place I could think of.Long Island.