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Typing

Typing

"Largest pizza in the world" I type in YouTube's search bar.

Yup, my life is pretty great. Living in New York, watching YouTube. I'm a massage therapist here with my own practice. It's fairly new but we are running smooth.

*Knock Knock*

"Oh my Chinese is here!" I jump in joy. Chinese food is too tier food.

I pay the man and too him well, then I go back to YouTube. I got sweet and sour chicken in my mouth and an ad pops up.

"Take Other World Survey?" I read aloud. I was intrigued to say the least. I remember reading those novels and the least. I figured no harm in seeing what it's about.

It didn't have many questions so it was short and simple.

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Specificity is highly encouraged

Question 1. If you could enter another world, would you?

"That's easy of course I would, so yes" I type in my answer.

Question 2. What world would you choose?

"Hmm, there are so many worlds." I oonder on this question. 10 minutes later, "Well I liked comics, it would be awesome to meet the real superheroes so let's go with DC."

Question 3. Would you transmigrate as yourself or as another being?

"Oh I get an option. Hmm, I wonder what the next question would be if I chose another being, because I like myself." I type in other being.

Question 4. Who would you like to be?

"Oh so I can choose literally anyone then. Damn, I could choose anyone from Nemo to Godzilla. Haha maybe I could even be one of those Gods." 10 gruesome minutes later, "Kratos from God of War (2018), really great game tho they didn't show all his power, I enjoyed it nonetheless. He even retained all his powers from God of War 3 in that game." I type out my answer and I make sure to include all experiences and powers, and I retain my memories. I mean I don't mind being a 50 year old man with a glorious beard.

Question 5. What equipment of choice? (Only up to 2)

"Oh, so they don't leave me high and dry then. Let's go with fully upgraded Blades of Chaos and fully upgraded Leviathan Axe. Let's be real throwing that Axe and making it return is so satisfying." I voice out as if to validate with myself. I'm very amused by this questionnaire.

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I see a green 'Go' button on the screen and I wish I did not press that button.

FLASH

A bright flash consumes me and I feel a tingling feeling all across my body. It's uncomfortable. Im blind and my body feels funny, I'm not enjoying the experience.

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General POV

Outskirts of National City, Night

A dark blue portal is seen opening above. A figure is seen falling above, it's screaming as it falls then,

BOOM!

The figure crashes into the ground forming a crater. The scream and crash alerts people within the city. Wondering what happened, however, no one goes to check. It's assumed to just be a small earthquake.

The figure looks disgruntled into the woods, if seen, many would raise their eyebrow at the man, whom is only in torn pants.

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Kratos POV

"Argh, what the hell happened?" I open my eyes slowly regaining my sight and mind. Everything is blurry and murky, slowly my vision comes to and I see I'm outside. Thrown off by such an unexpected turn. I remember being at my computer, answering a survey then this happens.

I pause to myself because I notice I don't have hair on my head, and it's kind of drafty. I look at my hands and they are ash white. My body is also much bigger than what it once was. I know the conclusion I should make, but I want to deny it.

Then a severe pain makes its way through my head. Veins threatening to burst out of my skull. Memories, memories of all the things Kratos experienced, from his time at war to his boy Atreus, then it picks up with my memories now. I'm overcome with emotions and mind splitting headaches. The experiences continue to flood my mind and all I can do is lie here and take it. Years and years of his life, take a toll on me, but I continue to endure.

The sun is beginning to rise, the woods I'm in are very quiet. I'm finished digesting everything, I can feel the rage building up inside me, but I remain calm. His years at making himself a better man, or perhaps god, has influenced my me heavily, giving me skills to remain calm in this situation.

"Haaah." I let out a breathe, "So, the questionnaire was real, it transported me to what I would assume to be the DC world. Atreus, is just a fictional character that much is known, however, I still hope he's doing alright. Everything Kratos, or I, have experienced is as real as it can get. "Oh, the equipment really came with me."

I pick up the axe and the blades. The blades instantly wrap around my arms. Axe in hand in nothing but ripped pants, I make my way to the closest area. How I'm going to live I don't know, but I'll be damned if I don't try.

"This world has those superheroes, and villains. Property is going to be expensive." I says aloud.

Cars pass by me as they see me walking toward the city, and to say I got off looks would be staying the obvious. I'm 6'6 holding a magical axe, and blades made from hell in torn shorts with the ashes of my family covering my skin, and red marking on my face and body. Who wouldn't look at me odd.

They leave me to my own devices however, choosing not to get involved with me, which I have to say is a good choice, because I'm very irritated right now.

I have to look for a homeless shelter right now so I have somewhere to sleep, and I have to find a job willing to accept me looking like this.

I quickly find someone to talk to, someone who looks reasonable, "Excuse me sir, can you point me to a nearby shelter?" I ask the man sitting on the side of the road, unkept facial hair, dirty blond hair, jeans and a brown jacket.

He looks up to me, in curiousity, slight fear, and wonder. "Go north about 4 miles take a left at the bank, then go half a mile up. It'll be on your right.

I nod as a thank you and continue this humiliating journey.

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I made it to the shelter, and ask if I could stay here for a while. They had the most shocked look on their faces but since there are heroes and villains they got over it pretty quickly. They assigned me a place, gave me some food and clothes that fit my size. So blue jeans, brown boots, and red flannel.

I needed decided to rest instead of trying to do anything today. Maybe make up a plan so I'm not just wandering.

I look at the TV in the middle of the room.

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"Cat Grant here and today, over in National City, reports have been all around today calling a large man the Viking of National City. He was seen today in torn shorts, ash white skin carrying an axe. So the question on people's minds are is he a failed hero, failed villain, or just crazy? Either way, he's brought alot of joy and curiousity to be streets of National City." -Cat Grant

I stared with a dead, and defeated expression on my face, then I facepalmed.

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