An: Why hello this is my first ever fanfic so criticism is welcome

So your probably wondering, why make this crossover you ask? Well I've been slightly inspired by those iskeai animes where the MC just cooks alot, so why not do the same but with a big hungry MAG and cannibalistic bandit chef from Nevada getting stuck in a world full of humanoid monster girls. Ok in hindsight that's insane, but oh well! let the madness begin...

I Do not own Monster Girl Encyclopedia or Madness Combat


Prologue: An Appetizer

Location: Burger Gil (Under new management)

Its been days since Project Nexus went to shit, the tower is a dumpster fire with the Nexus Core still trying to handle the fallout while the AAHW is well, you know trying to kill one fucking guy.

While that shitshow was going on, a certain gang of bandits were living the dream, ever since Gil was killed, his restaurant was open for taking, as such the bandits took control and converted it for their own need, almost everyday the bandits would use the local alarms to attract the zeds just bring them in to be slaughtered and turned into food, it was a simple but effective way of living.

However for one of them, he wasn't having a good time.

"Can't I cook something else? I've been cooking Zed burgers for while, can't I make some variety?" the bandit complained, he looked liked the others save for a stereotypical chef hat.

"Sorry but we only got zeds, bettter get cooking again were getting hungry and the brutes are getting impatient, See ya!" his fellow bandit quipped before slamming the door to the kitchen.

The bandit frowned, ever since taking Burger Gil's he had no proper time to do what he loved. Before manning the grill he used to be the resident chef of the bandit camp, experimenting with new tasty flavors with the corpses and scraps left to make delicious exotic dishes, his fellow mates loved his cooking especially Hungryboy, how he missed that big fella, now though he is just stuck cooking burgers from the zeds his fellow bandits wouldn't stop bringing.

"Ughh, I fuckin hate this, can't even experiment with other foods anymore, no damn variety..."

"Perhaps I can help you with your endeavor?"

The chef nearly dropped his spatula before using as a weapon to defend himself from the unknown voice.

"Who the fuck are you!?" He glared angrily as he whipped around trying to find the mysterious voice.

"Please, there's no need for violence, I wish to give you a proposition" The voice spoke calmly.

"What do you want? because if its to join MERC or AAHW, tough luck, I ain't a skilled fighter." he huffed, his expression changing from one of fear to annoyance.

"You are a chef correct? One wishes to explore the world of culinary variety once again"

"You got that right, as much the others are enjoying their Zed burgers I wish they can just let me try making other foods again you know" He grumpily frowned. "Its always more burgers, your other foods are good but the burgers are better Let me try to cook other food dammit!" He ranted before frowning "Alas I don't have enough ingredient to actually experiment in making food, heck its been days since I cooked something that was alive just a few seconds before getting cooked"

"Then I have a deal for you, tell me are you aware of other dimensions?"

"Uhh kinda, Like the Other Place or purgatory?" He spoke with slight unsureness. He heard of the concept of other planes of existence from the rumors those Nexus Core Agents would often blab about, he thought it was a load of bull but right now he might be having second thoughts.

"Well what if I told you there are more universes out there, and there is one where magic is plentiful but they are still stuck in a semi-medieval era, fighting pointlessly as their whole world will slowly degrades from corruption"

"Thats dumb, what are you getting at buddy?" He isn't buying whatever this voice is saying, then again he could be imagining this as a hallucination from all the zed meat fumes.

Well I wish to send you this world, with some cooking supplies of course, there you may catch, slaughter and cook their local flora and fauna"

"Whats the catch?" He narrowed his eyes pensively at the voice.

"Some of the creatures, the monsters specifically are quite known to be quite... touchy"

"Thats it?" He placed his hand to his chin in thought, on one hand a new world full of new exotic things to cook and try, on the other it could be dangerous.

"Am I going alone?"

"No, I shall give you a companion to help you on your culinary journey, one who is quite the big appetite"

His eyes widened in familiarity on the description of the individual. "Wait you don't mean, Hungryboy! He's alive!?"

"Yes, he is very much living however he is dying, if you so choose to be transferred to this other world I may heal his injuries"

The chef stood unable to express how happy he felt, Hungryboy he was still alive, lost but he will soon be reunited with one of his kin. He glanced around the kitchen one more time before looking up with a slight unease befre frowning wth stubbornness.

"Fuck it, I accept, just heal the big fella alright?"

"You have my word"

As soon as those words were said the chef poofed into a bright light, getting transported into another new world


location: Wasteland outskirts

Somewhere else in Nevada a lumbering figure can be seen, his tall heavy body dotted with stabwounds and cuts. The Mag Bandit also known as The Hungry Boy by his fellow bandits dragged his bleeding starving corpus aimlessly trying to find his kin.

The massive MAG slowy falls to the ground with a loud thud as he lies down on the floor succumbing to his injuries.

"Hungry... so hungry, miss family..."

The giant moaned in pain, his open wounds stinging in his boy. Ever since his little run in with Sanford and Deimos his been bleeding out from the damage those two caused. As he lays on the floor however an unfamiliar voice suddenly speaks in his mind.

"Fret not big one, your needs will be fulfilled"

"Huh?" He slowly lifts his head in surprise before suddenly disappearing in a flash of bright light, sent to another world with the other.


Location: ?

It was so sudden, one moment he was in the kitchen at Burger Gil's, and now? he is lying on the ground.

"Urgh, my head..." He slowly got up to get a proper scan of his surroundings before freezing in shock, he was in a lush green forest with real grass, trees plants and everything, heck even the sun was was back shining as bright as day. The sky was a healthy bright blue with beautiful white clouds, not the sickly foreboding red like back in Nevada.

"Holy Shit, I wasn't hallucinating, that wierd voice in my head wasn't kidding... then again why didn't I question most of it? ugh what the hell is wrong with me"

A loud groan interrupted his train of thought that caused him to glance were the noise came from.

"No way... Hungryboy?"

laying on the ground a few inches away from him was every bandit's favorite MAG. The giant groaned louder as he stood up sluggishly trying to get his bearings. Curiously he looked around to survey the weird environment before stopping at the sight of a fellow bandit.

"Hungryboy! you're- Mfff!" The chef was promptly pulled into tight hug courtesy of the MAG.

"Family! Missed you so much!" He hugged the bandit tightly, after being lost for days the big grunt felt a sense of happiness and comfort having another of his kind.

"T-to tight!" The bandit managed to muttered from the crushing hug of the MAG which promptly made the MAG stop and drop him.

"*cough* I missed ya to buddy, all the bandits missed ya, to bad they ain't here tho"

The MAG looked at him in confusion before looking around him once again getting a proper sense of the surroundings.

"Where are we?" The massive grunt asked with a sense of uneasiness from the foreign environment.

"Another world apparently, some weird voice offered me to get sent here with you as well to come and cook new foods with the local creatures"

"Food?" The big bandit asked with a tinge of excitement.

"You betcha big fella, new foreign ingredients for me to cook you new exotic food! If only I had my cooking utensils"

The MAG was prepared to say something before he accidentally bumped into a large sack to his side, causing a little clattering noise, which caused the chef to look to the side of him.

"Huh didn't notice that before"

He cautiously approached the sack and opened it to reveal its contents, widening his eyes in surprise. Inside the sack were a whole kitchen's worth of cooking tools, some spices, and food garnishes. Although it did not contain any proper whole food to eat or cook, it was still quite impressive.

"Well that's bloody convenient" The bandit mused. Guess that weird voice doesn't want him to go unprepared.

"Hungryboy,you carry this sack, it's the only thing that will allow me to cook anything for the both us, secure it tightly got it?"

"Yes sir" The Mag saluted before lifting up the sack to carry on his shoulder.

"Well, looks like we're both ready." The MAG nodded in confirmation. "Welp, look out, new world! We're hungry and you're on the menu!"


An: That's a wrap! Again this is my first ever fanfiction so criticism and advice is encouraged. The next chapter will have the duo actually kill and cook a Manomo

mmm, tastes like chicken...

Welp see ya fellas!