Inside an old warehouse, we saw a young man with long black hair and two horns that blended perfectly with the dark color of his strands, as well as a black, harpoon-shaped tail. He wore a mask with scribbled eyes and a mouth, a gray hoodie, jeans, and blue-and-white sneakers.
But what was he doing? Just working on a small project.
[Beginner mission completed. +5 to defense and endurance.]
A blue screen appeared, and the young man continued doing push-ups while a small TV beside him displayed some commercial or musical number — the theme was rehabilitation. He quickly reached out and changed the channel, wanting to watch anything but that.
"If someone ends up here, it's for a reason. Something like one in a million… or one in a trillion… or just idiots…"
He said calmly as he sat down, looking at the screen in front of him that displayed a series of statistics about himself.
Name: Edward Elliot
Age: 19
Attack: 6
Defense: 7 → 12
Endurance: 6 → 11
Speed: 8
Player Mindset: MAX
Inventory: MAX
Dead Eye (Red Dead Redemption): level 2
Weapon Handling: level 4
Robotics Knowledge: level 3
"Still way too low… I need to improve this…" he muttered, adjusting his mask before leaving the warehouse. Only then did we see exactly where he was…
Hell.
**Time skip**
In one of the many shops owned by the notorious kingpins, the VVV, we saw the young man in the back making some adjustments to a Fizz-brand robot, paying absolutely no mind to the many disgusting "pleasure" features built into the machine.
"Hey, Elliot! We're thinking about going out for some drinks after work, wanna come?"
Said a goat-like sinner. Edward simply replied with a calm "no," without even glancing away from the robot.
"Dude, you need to get out more. We're in Hell, accept life as it is here."
The sinner said before leaving. Edward discreetly slipped a token into his pocket, closed up the Fizz robot, and headed out — making sure to grab a small welding tool from a drawer before going.
Outside, Edward walked calmly and sat on the rooftop of a building, patiently observing the serene landscape.
"Alright then, wait until they kill each other, then I'll take whatever's left of Sir Pentious's airship…"
He checked the time on the city's giant clock and, in the distance, heard the echo of an explosion. He turned and saw a massive airship floating around the city, firing indiscriminately.
[Mission initiated! Act one: Defeat Cherry Bomb, Angel Dust, and Sir Pentious.]
Reward: strength and speed increase + genin-level chakra system from Naruto.
The system emitted a beep and Edward sighed. He steadied himself, opening his inventory to retrieve a modified nail gun and a long knife.
Modified nail gun: Bronze
Alexander Anderson Bayonet (Hellsing): Silver
"Time to work…"
He whispered something before jumping from the rooftop toward the territorial war zone.
…
On Sir Pentious's airship, clouds of smoke and soot rose into the sky, choking the air. The proud owner of this chaotic masterpiece laughed maniacally at the destruction.
"Soon, this entire pentagram zone will be my territory! And the VVV will see me as their equal!"
He said with fanatic pride as his Eggboys helped control the ship. But suddenly something shattered the glass window of the airship — Sir Pentious turned and saw a bomb rolling on the floor.
BOOM!
A dense cloud of smoke filled the area as alarms blared throughout multiple sectors. A second explosion went off, and through it emerged a slender figure: Cherry Bomb.
"I told you already, this area is mine!"
She said with an unhinged grin, launching another bomb — but
Piw.
She dropped it immediately, grabbing her shoulder as black liquid splattered. Sir Pentious looked around in panic, but then he realized what happened when something pierced his tail. Footsteps echoed.
Everyone turned and saw a mask with a scribbled goofy face emerge from the shadows — Edward revealing himself.
"Sorry, I'm way too lazy to make a dramatic entrance…"
He tossed his bayonet into the air, caught it again, and charged toward Cherry Bomb — only to change direction at the last second to dodge a shower of delivery-grade bullets.
"Great… now I'll probably have Valentino on my tail if I hurt you…"
He muttered, pulling up his hood — causing the colors o
n his mask to shift between black and white — as he faced the porn-star demon himself: Angel Dust.