another marvel thing

Deep within the ruins was a man heavily wounded essentially at the edge of death with grimoire looking to the side was a crystal ball showing a group of bounty hunters following the trail of blood "if im going to die im taking this world with me" a crazed madness glowed from his eyes.

"Haz fvorikher" as the book's pages started to magically flip he started to recite an incantation the engraved floor beneath him glows, mist like strings started to go underground a structure deep bellow absorbed the mist like strings powering it up making a portal to the otherworld, demonic roars came emenating from the portal as devils of all kinds and sizes started to pour out of the portal.

As he hears the evergrowing mix of demonic roaring and laughter from down below a crazy laughter erupted from him.

A thud and a sharp pain took him out of his laughter, he looked down he saw an arrow sticking out from his chest, the sound of a sword being unsheathed he found his vision up high spinning in a disorienting manner as his vision turn to dark like the abyss.

I found my self in a space that could be a state of limbo as time passes i grew numb like a candle in the wind waiting for the wind to blow the fire out or lose it naturally.

Then one day portal's appeared skeleton Knight's riding on flaming horses exited the portals gathering every soul they can get their hands on, finding my chance i flew to the portal escaping then darkness one's again overtook me.

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"Hey!! Fucker wake up" as a voice said as i felt an object hit my stomach, dazedly i open my eyes i found three thugs like any other you can find in the slums except for the different kind of apparel nothing much is different.

One of them who i presume to be leader of this motley group lowered himself to eye level while pointing a small knife at me, a malicious smile on his face "now tell me where you live" while on his other hand which i presume to be the keys to my house.

Indifference is the response as i went into action, a quick hit to the jaw discombobulated him grabbing him as a stand i pulled him making his face smash into the wall behind me while using the force to propel me upward, with quick steps i approached his lackeys ducking a punch, i kneed him in the stomach throwing him at his friend.

i took care of the last one quite easily with a kick to the head while he was burdened by the weight of his friend.

"Now what should i do to all of you" grabbing the knife and putting it quite close to their face.

"Woah that was so cool!!. a youthful voice sounded out at the exit he started rambling on and on "stop how about you call the cops first" ohh yeah wait a second

Shaking my head "well you three got quite lucky" throwing the knife to the knife away i put this occurrence behind me as i digest the memories that are in my head.

This body's name is Lloyd Astor currently a freelance mechanic that had quite some talent with his craft.

The cops took take care of the men while i walked away frome the scene largely while ignoring the kid.

Arriving at his apartment is large or that is what it would seem like as lloyd did not care much of making this place feel like a home putting most of his time on his inventions or projects he is assigned with.

Going to the most spacious part of the room for now lets see "if any of my skills crossed over".

Vision of the the hunter = the user is able to capture whatever the user has seen and is stored for later inspection.

Enhanced regeneration.

"So it seems thats all that came with me" shaking his head "doesn't matter" looking to the side was a gauntlet an invention of the old host with mix of chemistry and technology it is able to send out a blast of flame everytime a punch hits.

For now i should fully look through the recent events to fully grasp on what kind of situation im in.