Free?

-----Took me a while to decide how to organize the plot. Obviously I can't have the same plot of One-punch, for obvious reasons. So onward...------

Besides the few strange looking people everything seemed a little peaceful. Eventually I stared at a a nice looking jacket.

"Caught your eye eh? Yeah these metal bat jacket's tend to catch people's eyes."

The man hovered his eyes over me and nodded, "You are a big guy, a extra large would fit ya'cha."

He led me into the building where he placed a jacket in my hands. "Why don't you try it on big guy? See how it fits you?"

Doing as he asked I did, it wasn't bad. He seemed right about the size. It wasn't a bad jacket, i turned to him. "Who's metal bat?"

The guy looked at me and he just started laughing, "That's a good one! Ah, you hero fans are so funny."

I wasn't sure about heroes, but maybe I should be. Walking out of the store the man jumped in my way. "Hey! Where are you going? You need to pay for that!"

"Pay?" Was he challenging me to a duel? It then hit me, he meant pay as in money.

Sifting through my pockets I found some gold coins. "Here you go."

The man caught the coins and stared at them. He then looked up in a weird look of suspicious and concern. Before I walked out of the store I saw a small rack of books. Picking up one of them I saw it was a hero almanac. It wasn't half bad.

Walking down the street with my new jacket and booklet I flipped through. I found that metal bat guy and I had to admit he had a good jacket. Wasn't a fan of the hair though.

I step around some douche-bag blocking my way as I continued walking. "HEY! You are some guy to try and rob that store and then pay with fake gold coins."

The guy had his hand now on my shoulder, and much like the monster child, he meant nothing. Grabbing him by the arm I twisted cracking his shoulder and breaking his elbow. He was a tough guy didn't even scream.

I dug through my pockets and pulled out those gold coins. So they were fake, they were chocolate coins. I put one in my mouth and began walking off again. The guy put his hand on my shoulder again.

"Your arm is fixed, that's pretty good regenration."

"Yeah thanks, now how about you go back to that store and pay that clerk."

I sighed, "Look man unless you want me to throw you through a wall stop bother me. Apparently I don't have cash okay, so I will simple use my title as the demon king to hold the jacket and booklet. Its uhh, sub-section B of Demon king's decrees #27."

The man looked at me, "Demon king? Are you a monster?"

I scratched my chin, "I mean kind of? Not like those goblin things or weird platypi."

He looked at me strangely and then seemed to figure something out. "Did you wake up from some slumber or something?"

I nodded, "How'd you know?"

"My name is Zombieman, or at least that's my hero name. I'll pay for those things you have if you don't mind coming with me to have a test done."

I raised a finger, but then thought about it. "Can you feed me?"

The man nodded, "Sure, as long as you cooperate."

"Neat! So how'd you figure out I was in your words a slumber."

"The Platypus has been extinct for 200 years."

"What! They were adorable, first monsters to ever develop on earth too."

Zombieman seemed to analyze everything I said. "So your name is?"

"Oh! My name is Himmernick. I'm the demon king like I said. I was waiting for a hero to come along and defeat me, you know the whole battle thing. From ancient for told prophecies and shit you know?"

Zombieman nodded along, "And you were demon king for?"

"Oh! Well its a tad hard to explain the whole thing, but the minimum is that I kept monsters in check. Stuff like that, but it seems monsters more or less handled in this day and age." I reached out grabbing an ice cream cone of a stand biting into it. It was fairly delicious.

Zombieman also grabbed one as he led the way. "Did people often give you gifts as this demon king?"

"Ah, yeah."

Eating the ice cream I savored the fruity taste. "Sir, Himmernick... demon king? How would you like to be called?"

"Himmernick is fine or you can just call me Nick I guess."

"Nick it is, do you have any goals after waking?"

I leaned around, "Maybe, Eat food, Suppress any dangerous beings, and I guess just get stronger."

Zombieman actually started writing down notes, with a small note pad and everything. "And you don't wish to cause harm to humans?"

"What? No! God no! That's boring, I came here because humans are weak. While still surviving against the odds. Why would I try to do anything like that?"

Taking another bite of my desert I nodded. "Besides..." I stopped. Zombieman seemed confused as I stared at the hero ranked number 1. "Who's this guy?"

"That is blast, why do you ask?"

I shrugged, he looked familiar. Zombieman spoke again with a new question, "You said you came to earth?"

I nodded, "Yeah in a space pod. It blew up though, wiped out these bird things. It was a whole mess. Luckily humans popped up not soon after."

"So you are from space?"

"Yup, My species is called the lunaris, its a whole thing."

"Ar-"

"No, I killed them. Like I said, about my goals. Suppress dangerous beings."

Zombieman really seemed to write about that one. "Do you consider yourself dangerous and why do you, live amongst humans?"

I looked at him and then looked at a stray cat. "Humans like those creatures because they are cute. I find humans cute as you perceive pets as cute. Though before you ask I do not view humans as pets, more like small babies. So much potential, yet so far down on the evolutionary and technological chain."

We stopped in front of a station, "Do you mind we ride the train to our destination?"

I shrugged, "Do they feed us?"

He nodded and I followed along. I had just finished my ice cream and I could still eat. Zombieman swiped a card across some kind of table and we entered a nice looking room. Well cart really, since train's didn't really have rooms.

"If you are from an advanced society why do you seem confused at certain things?"

"You mean that table? Ah, I don't remember my childhood to much. Filled with a lot of blood and war if you know what I mean. So I remember the tech, just not the functions and names."

He wrote that down, I didn't really understand why, but it was whatever. "Nick? Are you the last of your kind?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah I am, I assume you guessed due to my uh..."

"Reverence, expression and decisiveness about your past."

"Yeah sure, I'm the last Lunaris. Made that a name for myself across the stars when I was getting stronger and killing anything that leaned to far on the wrong side of things. Like a lesser evil of greater values."

He wrote something else down, and asked, "Going back to how you view humans and your kind. If you don't mind me asking. Do you normally look like this?"

I shook my head, it seemed he really had a lot of questions.