Almost Assassinated

I'm with Estren right now. We're keeping our eyes on Daniel to make sure HELLFIRE doesn't do anything. So far, things are going alright.

Except for one thing.

Some chick dressed as a vampire tried to kill me. She was fast too. Really fast.

We escaped, and then Estren talk to me about something interesting.

"You felt it, right?" He asked.
"Felt what?" I asked back.
"Her aura," he said. "It was similar to the Game Master."
"Really?" I asked.
"That's right," he said. "She's one of the emissaries he created to kill you."
"Then we kill her first," I suggested.
"No," he said. "I've got a better idea. I joined the Deck of 54 along with my brother, Alphonse. I became a Club while he became a Spade."
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked.
"Because there's a reason I was made into a club," He said. "Spades are fighters, while Clubs are shop keepers. I was sorted in that way because I'm a natural when it comes to transactions. I'm a good bargainer. If I can get a good chance to talk to her, I'm sure I could buy her allegiance."
"Are you sure that could work?" I asked.
"Hopefully," he said. "If things don't work out, we can do things your way."
"I have one more thing I want to ask," I said.
"What is it?" He replied.
"The Ace of Spades referred to you as his brother once," I said. "Is he... Alphonse?"
"Yes," He answered. "But I'd rather not talk about that right now."


So we're gonna look for that woman and see if we can persuade her to switch sides. And if she refuses, I'm sure she'll taste delicious. Oh god, I'm thinking about eating people again. Damn it!

Damn it Estren

I thought you had HELLFIRE contained! Why the hell is he possessing Daniel!?
I swear to god, I'm gonna find you and punch you in the god damn face!

For anyone who doesn't read Dan's blog, he had a conversation with Estren, and HELLFIRE ended up switching over to Daniel. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be taken complete control over Daniel. Plus, Justin Ferin is apparently living in Daniel's subconscious and helping him withstand HELLFIRE. At least, that's what I gather.

Earlier today, I showed some people their destinies. Just to be a dick. These villainous impulses are getting worse. I've learned that I can temporarily nullify the darkness using alcohol, but I can't be drunk all the time. I have to find another way to keep it suppressed.

Wish me luck.

On My Way

I'm in Nevada, on my way to California. I had to get a few things first.

For one thing, my shirt got ruined during my fight with Damien. I saw the perfect replacement inside a store, so I sort of... stole it. I'm certainly no role model. It's a really big coat, short of like a trench coat, only different. It's dark brown, with a long flowing coat tail and wide sleeves. It has a mystical look to it, like something you'd see an anime character wearing. It's also perfect for concealing my new weapon.

I have a dagger now. A nice, long, sharp one. I love the way the silver glistens beneath the light of the moon. Such a blade is perfect for ending the lives of my adversaries.

DAMN IT! These sadistic thoughts become harder to suppress every second. I wish there was someway to stop it.

I saw her again. The Mother Of Snakes is still following me, trying to turn my heart over to darkness.

I have to find a light before it's too late.

Showdown

I got up at three, as planned. Woke up the others and went to get my weapons. I slid my rifle into a sheath on my back and grabbed my sword. We left the hideout and found a trail of bloody arrows leading us away from town. We followed the arrows into the woods. That's where we found him.

We executed our plan. Also, I'd like to thank the late Faceless Bastard for giving me that idea. I drew my sword and tossed it to Crow. He and O'Zalia charged at Damien while Keursio and I began firing our rifles at him.

As I had assumed, he must have been paying attention to my blog, because he seemed rather shocked when we used a different plan from what I had posted. It didn't last long though. He overpowered O'Zalia and Crow and charged at me. I summoned my arm blade and began fighting him. He was wielding twin falchions, but I've been training for weeks with the arm blade, so I've gotten pretty good with it.

We were locked in combat for a while before Crow stepped in. His whip wrapped around Damien's throat and he was shocked with lightning. I took the chance and stabbed him. He broke free from Crow's whip and shoved me away. The wound I had inflicted healed and he continued his assault on me.

I don't know how long the fight lasted. At some point, he transformed his swords into a chain and lassoed me with it. He then swung me around and flung me into the air. I crashed into the ground some distance away.

I stood up and looked around. I recognized where I was. I just a couple miles from where I had hidden the race car. I started running toward it. It was time for plan B. I heard from O'Zalia that Damien's bike can keep up with a car running at 75 mph. Time see how fast he could really go.

I was a few yards from the car when I heard him. He was riding toward me on his bike. I jumped in the car and started it up. And thus began the awesome badass high speed chase.

I led him away from the city and toward the trap we had made. And in case you were wondering, yes, he can keep up with an F1 race car. The trap was basically a really, really big hole in the ground filled wit sharp spikes concealed beneath a thin layer of wood covered in dirt. The plan was to teleport the car elsewhere while he fell into the hole and died. However, the original plan was to have O'Zalia or Crow with me so that we could use the Path Of Black Leaves or the Bleak Shore as an escape route. However, they weren't there, so I had to improvise.

I was about to use the God's Way, but then I saw her. Se was only there briefly, but I saw the Vision. I knew what she was trying to tell me.

I floored it as I drove to the trap hole. At the last moment, I opened the portal. I was there, in the Streams Of Destiny. The car didn't touch ground, but simply flew through the color changing sky. I opened a new portal and found myself in the middle of the desert.

I crashed the car into several cacti as I tried to stop it. Fortunately, It didn't take too much damage.

I got out and lied down on my back beneath the sun. I prayed to whatever god exists that the trap had worked.

It didn't.

Damien appeared shortly afterward. I got up and summoned my blade. We became locked in combat once again. Unfortunately, the blazing desert sun was wearing me down. He kicked me in the chest and sent me flying.  I landed several yards away

"Oh, how the mighty have fallen," He said gleefully.

I pulled Keursio's ring off my finger. I didn't want to use it, but it seemed I had no choice.

"What's the matter?" He said, approaching me with sword in hand. "Don't tell me you've given up."
"Not by a long shot!" I said.

For just a moment, I vanished into the God's Way and reappeared behind him. I decked him in the back of the head. While he was stunned, I ripped open my button-up shirt and tossed the ring into my second mouth.

As I said before, the ring was special. The glowing red crystal on it wasn't an ordinary gem. It was pure eldritch energy.

As it enter my mouth, I felt the power flowing through me. A second blade, large as the first, sprouted from my left arm. And then a pair of small, chitinous wings sprouted from my back.

The power wasn't the only thing flowing through me. I was gripped by an irresistible urge to end Damien's life. We began fight once again, but this time I had the upper hand. I overpowered him quickly and knocked him out.

I prepared to deal the felling blow. But I was thrown back by something. The Archangel had appeared in all of his Gas-masked glory.

"I'm afraid I can't let you end him just yet," It said "I have use for a man like him."

I tried to charge at it, but this black mist appeared around us and I was blinded. The mist then transformed into chains and bound me. As the mist cleared, I saw the Archangel in a new form. It had transformed into Damien's sister. It grabbed him and vanished. The chains melted away shortly afterwards.



This is just great. First of all, The Archangel has Damien. There's no telling what it plans to do with him. Second, I don't know what happened to the others. Damien could have killed them for all I know. Oh yeah, and I lost another sword. Now Damien has my wakizashi, Estren has my cutlass, and, assuming he's still alive, Crow has my short sword. And now that I've gained more power, my blood lust is going to be harder to control. I'm another step down the road of darkness, and there's no turning back. I have to just try and stay in place and hope that the darkness doesn't consume me.



I think I've been putting off my meeting with Daniel long enough. I'm going to figure out where I am, then I'm headed in a straight line to California.

Ring

Keursio gave me a ring today. She told me what it is, and said it could be useful to me in tomorrows battle. I don't want to have to use it, but I'm going to hold onto it just in case.

I saw something outside today. It was a large message written in blood on a wall.

"THREE A.M. BE PREPARED, BENNY"

And then there was a pentagram.

Okay Damien, If that's the time you wanna do this, I'll make sure my schedule's free.

I'm going to bed now. Have to get some rest before the big fight.

Race Car

We just stole one. That's right, bitch. we stole a fucking race car. It's a new model. I don't know what it's called, but it is fast as fuck. It kind of looks like one of those Formula one cars you see on tv sometimes.

It was easy to get. Me and Crow snuck into the garage it was being kept in while O'Zalia hypnotized the guards. I found the keys and was about to get in when I heard a guard enter. I got in a fight with him. He pulled out a tazer. I went down, and he tried to cuff me.

I'm not sure how I did it. All I know is that I made eye contact with him briefly, then suddenly I was in his body. I saw my own body slump to the ground as my consciousness left it. I could feel his consciousness being pushed into the back of his head as I gained control over the body. It was weird.

Crow tried to attack me, but I managed to convince him it was me. We set my body in the drivers seat as O'Zalia was coming in. I managed to return to my own body, the O'Zalia erased the guys memories and knocked him out. O'Zalia got the garage open for us and vanished into the path. Crow got in the car behind me, which was a really tight fit consider it was only meant to seat one. I then realized I have know idea how to drive a race car. I don't even know how to drive a normal car.

Anyway, I figured out things with Crow's help. We took off and after building up some speed, Crow opened a portal to the Bleak Shore. After treading some sand, we returned to the normal world, a few miles from our hideout. We hid the car away where no one can find it.

Don't even think of running away, Damien. I highly doubt you'll be able to outrun this baby!

Fighting Styles

We've come up with a good battle strategy for the upcoming fight. We've each managed to learn a lot about each other's respective fighting styles.

I, for one, have already stated that I prefer close combat fighting. I'm not a big fan of firearms, and I honestly prefer my sword as opposed to the arm blade. My eyes are a lot sharper than normal humans, which helps me notice details most would miss in the heat of battle. I can also see through my opponents skin and predict what they're about to do based on the tension of their muscles.

O'Zalia isn't physically strong, but he's smart. He was able to master the use of polearms relatively quickly. His illusionary powers are also pretty useful. He can make his opponents think he's not there of that he's not alone. Unfortunately, his illusions have no effect on Damien. Another trick O'Zalia has in that he can vanish into the Path Of Black Leaves without having to open a portal. He can also see into both worlds simultaneously, allowing him to know where he'll appear when switching between them. He can also use the path to warp to higher places. He says he does this by climbing trees.

Then we have Crow.He's not a big fan of killing people. Which is exactly why he uses a whip. It's easy to not kill people with a whip. That's not to say you can't kill someone with a whip. If you really know how to use a whip, it can be a pretty deadly weapon. And boy, does Crow know how to use a whip. He also has his lightning. He's like a walking stun gun. He can also channel lightning through his whip to shock people from a distance.

And finally, we have Keursio. She can really handle a sword, plus she knows a lot of black magic. Things like starting magical fires, moving things from a distance, stuff like that. I asked her why she looks so young earlier. My original theory was that people don't age in Bloody Hell. Turns out I was wrong. According to her, the fountain of youth is real. Go figure.

Anyway, or plan goes a little something like this. Keursio and I will fight Damien head on, with Crow at a short distance away. Crow will be focusing on disarming and incapacitating Damien. O'Zalia will watch from a distance and give instructions through telepathy. He won't be able to speak to Crow with his powers, but Alexander will be staying with O'Zalia. That way, if O'Zalia has orders for Crow, he can tell them to Alexander, who can inform the rest of the hive mind, as well as Crow.

Now, I'd better go. We have one last thing we need to take care of. Wish me luck.

Emissary

I spoke to Crow about something earlier. Well, he spoke to me, but whatever.

C; Hey man, I need to talk to you.
M; About what?
C; I found this outside the hideout.

He handed me a birthday card. It said this on the inside.

"I know this is a bit early, but I thought I'm go ahead and send this to you. I have a big surprise present planned for you. You'll love it. At least, I hope you will. Oh, who am I kidding, you'll hate it. But that's why I'm looking forward to giving it to you! Yours truly, Damien."

Of course. My birthday's coming up. On the seventeenth, I'll be turning 19. That's the day he's planning to kill me.

M; We have nine days to prepare.
C; Okay. I guess we should get training then.
M; The Convocation's planning to help, right?
C; Those birds can suck a dick for all I care.
M; I'm surprised. You just insulted the Convocation and they still haven't torn you apart from the inside out.
C; They understand why I'm pissed at them.
M; And why is that?
C; They've been hiding something from me my whole life, and they just now revealed it to me.
M; The Fears are assholes like that. What were they hiding?

He hesitated for a bit.

C; You know how the Game Master has emissaries in our world that he used to destroy the descendants of the Vision?
M; Yeah, why?
C; I'm one of them.

Well, that wasn't what I was expecting.

M; Are you serious.
C; It was before I can remember. He came to me and gave me the power to absorb and redirect electricity. He gave me that gift with the intention of making me a full-fledged servant later down the road. But the Convocation found me and convinced me to become a Nest before he could. They stole me from him, and he's not stupid enough to try and steal me back.
M; That's crazy.
C; And to be perfectly honest, O'Zalia might be the same.
M; What?
C; I was talking to him earlier, and he's been having the suspicion his heightened intelligence and sixth sense were given to him by the Game Master.
M; How many emissaries does he have?
C; No idea, but you'd better watch your back. After our little war with him, I wouldn't be surprised if they all started coming after you.




So yeah, Crow was originally supposed to be my assassin. It's good to know that the Game Master's plans have been foiled by the other Fears before. At least he's not completely perfect.

We have some battle planning to do. Later.

So Apparently Keursio's A Pirate

She also has a saber hidden under her dress.

She also knows how to use it. She's training me in combat.

Training. Me. The artist formerly known as Martyr Epsilon. Being trained by some random chick I picked up from Hell.

She is nice, though. And I'm learning quite a few things.

She actually questioned me on the way I hold my sword earlier. I don't think I've mentioned this yet, but I use a reverse-grip. The reason for this is because I prefer to fight as close to my opponent as I can. Using a reverse grip shortens your range and makes it easier to get close to people. Most people fight at mid range, and if you get to used to that, you tend to freeze up if your opponent gets too close. That's why I fight at as close a range as I can.

Also, I think there's something wrong with Crow. He's been really... how should I say this? ...Huggy? He's become very huggy. He likes to hug. I think his girlfriends death hit him harder than I thought.

Alliance

Fucking Vodka.

Okay, O'Zalia appeared while I was explianing the internet to Keursio. He wanted to team up to defeat Damien. And then Crow appeared and started hugging everyone and said he wanted to fight Damien too. So now we have a team.

I'm sorry for the half assed post, but I'm really drunk. I wanna go bowling. see ya later.

Back From Hell Part 3

After we met Keursio, We decided to keep moving, hoping we could find a way out. And as we were moving, guess who fucking reappeared?

"Trying to escape, are we?" Damien asked.
"No, I just felt like stretching my legs," I said sarcastically.

I don't recall the rest of that conversation, but we started fighting. He's gotten a lot more brutal since his time in the Archive. It took everything I had to stop him from beheading me. Martyr Beta decided to intervene at some point, which gave me the opportunity I was looking for. I pulled a syringe for my pocket and lunged at Damien. Good thing he was distracted.

I plunged the needle into his neck and pressed down on the whatever-it's-called. He turned and shoved me away, then kicked Beta away as he started shuddering violently. Then there was puking. It was hilarious and disgusting at the same time. Unfortunately, it didn't last long. He recovered quickly and charged at me. He slashed me in the ribs twice with the sword he was wielding. I fell to the ground, and he morphed the sword into a lance and prepared to drive it through my skull.

"Finally," He hissed. "Vengeance!"

As he began to thrust the lance at me, a blinding light appeared between the two of us and threw him off guard. The She appeared.

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had long, flowing hair, a pair of chitinous wings, and each finger ended in a talon. Her body was transparent and sparkly. I could see straight through her, and Damien looked absolutely terrified on the other side.

Then I realized he was levitating. His limbs were slowly stretched out as if he were on an invisible torture machine.

Then She spoke.

"I will not allow you to harm him!" She said. She seemed to speak with a dozen voices at once. It's had to explain. She then slashed his repeatedly with her claws. She then dropped him to the ground. Then her body began glowing brighter and brighter until all I saw was light. As it faded, I realized I was no longer in Bloody Hell.

I was in a new place. The sky was constantly shifting colors. It seemed to favor the color blue. The ground was covered in sand and gravel, and several streams trickled along and branched all over the place, as far as the eye could see (and I don't know how often I've mentioned this, but my eyes can see pretty damn far). I looked around.

Martyr Beta and Keursio were lying on the bank of a stream a few yards from me. I went and woke them up.

"Where are we?" Beta asked.
"No clue," said. I decided to investigate one of the streams. As soon as I touched the water, my mind was flooded with visions. Scenes from the past, present and future flowed into my head. I pulled my fingers out of the water and the visions stopped.
"What's wrong?" Keursio asked.
"I think I have an idea where we are," I said. "I think this is her domain."
"So who's 'her'?" Beta asked.
"You guys saw the woman who saved me, right?" I said.
"What do you mean?" Keursio asked.
"All I saw was Damien acting all weird and then a bunch gashed appeared on his body," Beta said.

Interesting. I guess Damien and I were the only ones who saw her.

"I think this is the Vision's domain," I said. "She was my ancestor, and a Fear. She's dead now, but I think she saved me somehow."
"That doesn't make a whole lot of sense," Beta said.
"Since when does Eldritch bullshit make sense?" I asked.
"Point taken," He replied.

We looked around a little bit, then a portal appeared out of nowhere. It led to the Archive base.



And that's my story. Beta returned to the base, where Analyst Omicron and Collector Tsu were waiting for him, and I went my own separate way. Of course, I still have Keursio with me. I'm not just gonna let someone who hasn't seen the world for 300 years go do whatever. Things have change, and someone needs to help her figure things out.

Damien's still alive. I don't how I know that, I just do. He's out there, and I'm damn sure that he's gonna come looking for me.

And I'll be waiting.

Back From Hell Part 2

So after Damien left, we decided to get as far away from that area as possible. We found a cave somewhere and decided to hide in it.

"What did you do to him that pissed him off so much?" Martyr Beta asked me once we were inside. "He's acting just like he was towards you before I brought him into the Archive."
"I sort of killed his sister," I explained.
"What!?" He demanded.
"It's complicated," I said.
"Well, then why don't you explain it to me?" He asked.
"I came here to get answers about Damien, not tell you my life story," I said.
"Well, it's not like we're doing anything constructive right now," He said. "I want answers as much as you do, and maybe delving a little into your past is the only way to get them."
"Fine," I said. "The Fears were there my whole life. I saw them everywhere. They weren't hostile towards me. At least, not at first. But when I was six, the tall motherfucker thought it would be fun to kill my family. So I ran. I became a runner when I was just a kid. I was on the run for about a year, when I saw her."
"Who's her?" He asked.
"I'm not completely sure," I said. "She looked like a mass of fireflies, taking the shape of a lady. She asked what troubled me. I told her it was the demons that chased me. She said..."
"She said what?"
"She said that knowledge could save me," I said. "She said that if I knew more about the demons, then I would be able to protect myself from them. And then she gave it to me."
"She gave you what now?" He asked.
"Knowledge," I said. "A lot of it. Too much for my brain to handle. It burned. All the things she showed me hurt my head. I remember passing out, and waking up with them."
"Them?"
"The Monroe family," I explained. "They found me unconscious in the woods with a serious headache. They nursed me back to health and cared for me. I became friends with their son, Damien. We were best pals for over two years. But then it happened. I was hanging out in a park with him and his sister. Then I saw him. The Archangel was watching us. We started running. He gave chase. We ran through the woods. We lost him for a little while. We found something else though. It was a man, bleeding from his chest and crawling towards us. I rushed over to help him."
"Was he alright?" Beta asked.
"I'm getting to that," I said. "I asked him if he needed help. He asked me to come closer. I asked for his name. He said to me 'My name is HELLFIRE, and I'm your friend'. He then grabbed me by the hand and I felt it enter me."
"The Dying Man?" Beta asked.
"Yeah," I said. "What happened next was a blur. HELLFIRE took me over and I killed Damien's sister. Then the Archangel found us. He tore HELLFIRE from my body and banished him into the God's Way. Then he left.
"Wait, The Archangel can remove Dying Men from people and banish them into the God's Way?" Beta asked.
"According to Dan Ferris he can also transform into a giant four-armed monster," I said. "Anyway, the Archangel left after that and Damien chased me into the library. You already know what happened after that."
"But if that story is true, then t wasn't actually you who killed her," He said.
"No, it was me," I said. "I honestly didn't get along well with her. HELLFIRE took my dislike and turned it into loathing. That's how he works. He takes the dark parts of a person's heart and makes them darker. It's true that I was under the Dying Man's influence, but I'm the one who killed her."

We didn't get talk much longer, because apparently we weren't alone in that cave. Ever seen a giant purple snake with porcupine quills? Well, I have and it scared the living shit out of me.

We managed to escape from it and kept on running. And, as it turns out, we weren't the only people in that world. We ran into a girl about my age. She wore a cyan gown and had curly gold hair.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I could ask the same of you," She said. "When did you get here, exactly?"
"A few hours ago," I said.
"What's the date?" She asked.
"Late June, 2012," I said.
"2012?" She said. "My goodness, I've been here a long time. Do either of you know the way out?"
"I wish I did," Beta said. "Unfortunately, Analyst Omicron had the device with him when he vanished through that portal Damien opened."
"You two know Damien?" She asked.
"How do you know him?" I asked
"I saw him when he first came here," She said. "I've been keeping my distance from him. He's a frightening person."
"What can you tell us about him?" I asked.
"It was about a month ago, I think," She said. "He just kind of materialized here. Then he started experimenting with these weird powers. He changed his hair and eye color, he learned how to open portals, and he had a giant metal chair that he could transform. He used part of it to create this metal device. It had two wheels and he used it as a mode of transportation."
"It's called a bicycle," I explained. "Seriously, how long have you been here?"
"Over three hundred years," She said.
"What!?" Beta and I said simultaneously.
"It's complicated," She said.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Keursio," she said. "And you?"
"I'm Malkator," I said. "And this is Martyr Beta."


Well, I think I'll wrap it up here for now. I'll finish this story soon.

Back From Hell Part 1

I'm dividing this into two or three parts because it was a pretty long and crazy journey I just went on.

So, after my last post, the four of use went to the archives base. They had machine set up can apparently tear through the barrier between different worlds. Analyst Omicron turned it on and a portal opened. On the other side was the same place I saw Damien disappear into before. The skies were blood red, rocks jutted out from the ground, and there were rivers of a strange glowing red liquid.

"Well?" Analyst Omicron asked.
"You first," I said.
"What?" He replied.
"I don't trust you any more than you trust me," I said. "I wouldn't be surprised if you guys closed the portal behind me and trapped me there."
"Fine," he replied.

So first Analyst Omicron went through, then I went and Martyr Beta went through and Collector Tsu was last. We started searching for evidence.

A couple hours in, we came across something really freaky. It was a goat, with long horns that branched out and twisting in weird ways. I also had bat wings where it's front legs should have been, and it tried to kill us. Collector Epsilon got injured, but me and Beta managed to bring that thing down.

We kept moving, and we eventually ran into him. He seemed to have been waiting for me to come.

"Damien," I said, approaching him slowly. "What happened to you? How did you survive the experiment?"
"Hell if I know," He said. He was wearing his blindfold, and kept his tongue out when he wasn't talking. "I was in that chair, feeling this intense pain, then I was here. I have no idea what happened between then."
"Do you think that something else might have resurrected him?" Analyst Omicron asked me.
"How should I know?" I replied. As I got closer to Damien, I realized that his tongue had eyes on it. Gross.
"Some people might compare my revival to the sacred phoenix," Damien said. "I prefer to think of the Dark Prince. The mighty angel who was cast down from heaven and rose to become ruler of an even greater kingdom. You see, Malkator, I haven't just risen, but I have come back stronger than before! Just as the fallen angel became the Devil, I have become the great Bloody Biker! As the great Lucifer once did, I shall become ruler of a dark empire. But first, I must make those who have wronged me suffer!"
"You're crazy," I said.

He attacked me, and we started fighting each other. Apparently, Analyst Omicron thought it would be a good idea to sneak up behind Damien while I was fighting him. Big mistake. Damien noticed him and opened up a portal beneath his feet. He then did the same to Collector Tsu, and almost did it to Martyr Beta. Beta jumped out of the way just in time and joined the fight. I managed to slice off one of Damien's arms with my sword. He then kicked me so hard in the second mouth that I went flying several yards. I think he kicked Beta too, 'cause he landed a few feet from me. I got up and faced him.

"You had enough yet?" I asked him.
"Heh, this is nothing," He said. "I can heal this easily." He then picked up his severed hand and opened up a portal. "While I'm doing that, you two enjoy your stay in Bloody Hell."
"Bloody Hell?" I asked.
"That's my name for this place," he said. "I ditched the British accent, but I kept the badass slang." He then vanished through the portal.

So there I was, trapped in another world with Martyr Beta.

I'll continue this later. I'm tired.