(A/N: Sorry for the heavy exposition! Don't worry, this only applies to the prologue. I just wanted to lay out all the flashbacks and backstory for the MC up front. Starting next chapter, the story will fully shift to his perspective.)
"Fuck! The Backroom?!" A young man's curse sliced through the sterile silence, fading into a heavy, resigned sigh. He stood in a hollow, lifeless room, its cracked walls bathed in the erratic flicker of a buzzing ceiling light that sputtered like a dying heartbeat.
Yet, despite the eerie scene straight out of a horror flick, he didn't flinch. His posture stayed loose, almost casual, as if this unsettling place were just another stop on a strange, familiar road. This wasn't his first brush with the bizarre—events so unnerving they'd haunt the dreams of most. By now, he was used to it.
His name was Drav Itsuki, once an ordinary high school kid with nothing more pressing than homework. That life felt like a distant memory now, shattered by an event one month ago that rewrote his fate. On his usual walk home from school, the ground betrayed him, swallowing him into a gaping, unnatural hole. When his eyes fluttered open, he was somewhere else entirely—a foreign world, or perhaps another universe altogether.
By some cosmic stroke of luck, Drav gained a gift—or, more fittingly, a cheat—ripped from the pages of the isekai stories and fanfics he used to love. This power grants him any bizarre abilities whenever he wished or needed them most.
(A/N: This 'Bizzare' doesn't mean it only applied to JoJo Bizzare Adventure, but it's applied to other ability that work Bizzare or Weird, for example many SCP has a weird and Bizzare abilities that defies logic and etc)
Thanks to his cheat, Drav remained unscathed, thriving even, in that alien world. His first stop was a shattered Earth, its once-vibrant landscapes reduced to ash and rubble, humanity all but erased. Only five wretched survivors lingered, trapped in an endless cycle of torment inflicted by a sentient supercomputer—the sinister force behind the planet's collapse. Its circuits pulsed with a venomous hatred for humankind, a malice so fierce it seemed to hum through the desolate air.
Drav's sudden arrival didn't go unnoticed. The supercomputer, known as AM, locked onto him instantly, its cold calculations marking him for capture. Torture loomed like a shadow, but his cheat surged to life, granting him a bizarre power: the Stand called Wonder of U, straight out of 'JoJo's Bizarre Adventure' .
Named after Elvis Presley's soulful classic 'Wonder of You', this Stand wielded a chilling ability to manipulate the flow of calamity. It could unleash misfortune—crushing, relentless disaster—on anyone daring to harbor ill intent toward its master, whether they sought to capture or even pursue him.
With Wonder of U awakened, AM's plans unraveled. A cosmic fluke—a stray cosmic ray struck the supercomputer's code, triggering a fatal malfunction. In a cascade of digital ruin, AM crumbled, undone by the very misfortune Drav's Stand commanded. (A/N: I got this inspiration from a famous Mario Speedrun Bug)
Drav lingered briefly in that shattered world, his path crossing with the five tormented survivors. Their gaunt faces, scarred by centuries of unrelenting agony, seared into his memory. After enduring hundreds of years of unbearable suffering, they reached their breaking point, each choosing to end their lives in a final act of defiance against their pain.
The weight of their despair crushed Drav, leaving his heart heavy with sorrow. Alone on that desolate planet, surrounded by jagged ruins and the acrid stench of decay, he felt the emptiness claw at him.
The silence was deafening, the wreckage a haunting reminder of what was lost. Unable to bear the oppressive loneliness any longer, Drav yearned to flee that broken world.
His escape came with a new power—the Aurora Curtain, a ability from Kamen Rider Decade's or Tsukasa Kadoya. A shimmering silver portal, it rippled like liquid moonlight, opening pathways to the vast multiverse with a soft, ethereal hum.
But fate had a knack for twisting his plans. As Drav stepped into a new world, a wave of dread washed over him. A low, ominous rumble filled the void, and his heart plummeted as he found himself in the black hole while in the middle of nowhere space.
Its light-devouring abyss loomed, warping the stars into ghostly streaks. Before he could react, a suffocation hit him as there is no oxygen he could breath in, at the same time a merciless gravity yanked him forward, stretching his body like taffy in a torturous pull, every nerve alight with searing pain.
The pain was excruciating, a merciless fire coursing through every fiber of Drav's being, threatening to rip him asunder. Just as his body began to fray under the cosmic strain, his cheat surged to life, a pulse of raw energy igniting within him. A new power awakened—the extraordinary adaptability of SCP-682, the legendary creature feared across fictional realms for its relentless ability to evolve against any threat.
In a instant, Drav's grotesquely stretched form shuddered and reshaped itself, snapping back to normal as if the black hole's crushing grip were a trivial inconvenience.
His body pulsed with newfound resilience, alive with the hum of rapid evolution, impervious to the cosmic pull and searing radiation that should have obliterated him. A strange clarity washed over him as he also found himself no longer needed to breathe.
Floating in the starry void, Drav sighed, gratitude flooding his chest. SCP-682's adaptability wasn't just a lifeline—it was a boundless gift, granting him infinite potential and also immortality.
A faint smile curved his lips as the realization sank in. Even if he were hurled into a universe teetering on the edge of annihilation, or faced the collapse of an entire multiverse, SCP-682's power would shield him from oblivion.
With renewed excitement, Drav summoned the Aurora Curtain once more.
Time swept forward, and Drav plunged from one adventure to the next, each world brimming with bizarre events that tested his resolve. In one, he stood on a planet teetering on the edge of oblivion, its skies darkened by a relentless onslaught of mysterious monsters raining down from a blazing meteor storm.
He ventured to another world gripped by apocalyptic chaos, where nature's wrath unleashed cascading disasters—a meteor's crash sparking towering tsunamis and floods that swallowed entire continents in a roar of churning water.
Then there was a planet where humanity's brilliance had soared, their civilization gleaming with advanced technology and intellect. Yet, even they fell prey to a grotesque fate, transformed by alien invaders into a strange, disfigured race, their once-proud forms twisted beyond recognition.
Each experience widened Drav's eyes to the vast, perilous tapestry of the multiverse, revealing the countless risks and calamities that could drive humanity to the brink of extinction.
The weight of these truths settled deep within him, forging a steely conviction: strength was everything. Without it, one could only stand helpless, drowning in despair as misfortune crashed down like an unrelenting tide.
Beyond all that, there was another undeniable truth—Drav ended up saving every world he visited.
After all, despite his newfound powers, he was still at heart a regular guy raised by a loving, morally grounded family. So when he saw his own species facing destruction, suffering, or extinction, he couldn't just walk away. Guilt tugged at him. Sympathy stirred within. And without even realizing it, he became... a Savior.
Armed with his cheat, solving catastrophic problems became almost effortless. Alien invasion? Wonder of U would destroyed them with endless calamity and misfortunes. A shortage of food, medicine, or clean water? The cheat would activate, bestowing him with some bizarre new power which is Reality Warping ability that turned the impossible into child's play.
Over the course of his one-month journey, Drav became nothing short of a miracle to those he saved. People in one of the worlds even began worshiping him—calling him a god. Had he chosen to stay, he could've lived in luxury, pampered by the gratitude of a civilization that adored him, basking in divine reverence.
But Drav declined.
For someone like him—a world traveler constantly drifting between realities—settling down wasn't just hard, it was nearly impossible. Maybe, in a way, he had already become something like the Traveler from Genshin Impact—always moving, never rooted in any worlds.