(Third Person POV)
[Hollywood, USA, 2026]
"With rising tensions, The Nation known as Dynastius has declared that they would no longer trade with the Superpowers of the World. With the sudden ascension of its King, who is simply known as Zero, there has been worry about war breaking out. The United States has stated that Dynastius's resources have benefited the economy for the past 15 years."
The T.V's sound was heard loud and clear inside the dressing room, the massive flat-screen was mounted on the wall, displaying images of a large castle that had several banners and massive unknown flags.
Inside the dressing room, several staff members were rushing about, frantically murmuring amongst each other. They were all wearing formal attire, as if they were getting ready for some event.
A tall man with blonde hair was slowly walking towards a chair on the side of the room, where two women were working on an individual who was sitting. One of them was working on the man's hair, combing and trimming it with her scissors. The other was adding simple makeup, making sure his simple, masculine look looked pristine.
The young man had black hair and dark grey eyes which stared back at the reflection of the mirror as the two young women were working on him. He was rather attractive, with a chiseled jawline and fair skin.
He simply sat there, quietly staring at the mirror.
"We should be ready in 15 minutes." The Blonde said as he looked at his watch, "Samuel. Today's activities went by smoothly. We were able to record today's batch of interviews in time. Now, off to the premiere."
He looked at Samuel, who simply sat there as the women were finishing up on him.
"Hm." Samuel said, "Good....."
This was Samuel Grey, a popular Hollywood Actor who was the face of modern westerns. Every movie he starred in was a massive success, reviving the thrill of Gunslinging Movies. Whether it be Action Westerns, Comedy Westerns, or even Horror Westerns, Samuel Grey was the iconic name that would be in the credits of those films. He had started his career when he was a child, starring in the final Western Film of a legendary actor who was renowned for said roles.
At only 25 years of age, Samuel has been working nonstop, pumping out many movies which had high-ratings. To say that he was on the fast track to becoming a legend in the acting scene would be an understatement.
Now, he was being prepared for the premiere of his newest Film, Shadows 2: Screams of The Black Mountain. This was the sequel to the iconic Horror Western, which was about to come out within a week or so.
The women finished up their work, stepping back and looking at Samuel. They had satisfied looks on their faces, as if they were proud of their work. Samuel simply looked at the mirror, seemingly apathetic of the situation.
The blonde man looked at him, "What's on your mind, Samuel?" He asked, clearly knowing that there was something up with him, "Hm?"
As he said this, the sound of the T.V was heard:
"Word of a potential Revolution in South America has spread like wildfire. An enigmatic figure known as Father Cross has been making waves. The identity of this man is unknown; some think he is nothing but a myth. According to the rumors, he has ties with the Drug Lords of Mexico and Colombia. This has placed many governments on edge, with tensions getting worse by the day."
The blonde man looked at the TV, "Hm." He said, "Maybe we should turn that off."
Samuel looked down, "Can you all give us the room?"
He was speaking to the staff members, who simply stopped and looked at him with surprise.
The makeup artist looked at the blonde man, "Liam, he needs to be ready for the limo by now." She said softly, "We got him a date, we can't be late."
Liam raised his hand, "Let me handle this." He said, "Just give us the room. Now."
All of the people inside left the room, leaving Samuel alone with Liam.
Liam looked at Samuel, "I've been your agent for years, Sam." He said, "So I know that every time you clear the room before an important event, you have something insane to say."
Samuel stood up, his tall and muscular figure fully displayed as he looked at himself in the mirror. There was an intense emotion within his eyes, as if there was something that was bothering him.
He gestured at the TV, "Can you believe that?" He asked, "The state of the world....?"
Liam glanced at the TV, "It's getting intense, yes." He said, "But that's nothing to worry about, Sam. For now, let's focus on the movie. This is a highly anticipated Sequel. People are going to like this alot."
Samuel sighed, "Forget the movie." He said as he turned to look at him, "They won't like it more than the first one."
"You never know." He said, "It could be a nice hit."
"The script was ridiculous." Samuel said, "Trevor really let himself go in his directing. But I won't lie, it is not terrible."
"I admit, the changes were unforeseen." Liam continued, "But let's not forget that the soul of what Westerns are is still in there."
"Hm." Samuel said, "If you say so."
"What's on your mind, Sam?" Liam asked, "Is it this? The tensions of the world?"
"War could break out." Samuel crossed his arms, "World War 3, they call it."
"Don't worry about it." Liam said, "It won't affect us, alright? We need to stay focused and move forward, alright?"
Samuel looked at the TV, seeing flashing images of a war-torn battlefield, "People are dying over there." He said, "Dynastius, Africa, and South America. This could get ugly."
"What does it matter to us?" Liam said, "Samuel, you're an actor. You can't expect to do anything-"
"My Father died in Iraq, okay?" Samuel cut him off, "My Grandfather fought in Vietnam. War runs in my blood."
"But you're not a soldier." Liam said, "You're just an actor."
"That's not my point." Samuel said, "My point is that....."
"What is it?" Liam tilted his head
"Nothing..." Samuel let out a frustrated sigh, "Nothing."
Liam walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "Listen." He said, "I understand, old friend. I understand that this worries you. Hell, it is a scary thing; a World War. But don't worry, the whole thing about World War 3 starting has been going on for the past 6 years; this is no different."
Samuel looked down, "Something tells me this is different." He said, "That this is real."
As he said this, the TV was heard:
"Reports throughout the Globe about mysterious disappearances have gotten much more prominent in the past couple of months. With the United States being the nation with the most cases of strange disappearances, there has been many investigations. Official state that this could be the work of unknown entities."
Liam looked at the TV, seeing images of streets filled with clothes lying on the ground.
"Hm...." Samuel said
Liam sighed, "Now that is what worries me." He said, "Mysterious disappearances. You know what that means."
Samuel side-eyed him, "Don't forget where we are." He said seriously, "We can be heard."
"I know." Liam said, "Listen, we're out of time. We have to go already."
"Right." Samuel said, "Wait for me outside. I have to wash my hands."
"Don't take long." Liam made his way to the door, "We're really on a tight schedule tonight. After the premier, we'll hit that burger joint you've wanted to try out."
Samuel walked towards the bathroom door, "It's still open that late?"
"I've asked Roger to check it out a few days ago, it's open 24 hours." Liam opened the door to the dressing room, "It's good, they have a nice Bacon Burger. Three patties, man."
"Oh, now I'm craving that," Samuel said with a slight smile
Liam walked out with a chuckle, saying nothing after that. He closed the door as Samuel walked into the bathroom, leaving the Dressing Room empty.
Samuel walked inside the bathroom and went to the sink, turning the faucet on.
"Hm...." He said as he looked at the mirror, widening his eyes at what he saw, "What the fuck?"
He saw swirling blood behind him, forming some sort of portal.
"What in the fuck is that?!" Samuel turned his head around and saw the swirling blood forming a massive oval that was around his height, "B-Blood.....?"
Suddenly, massive tendrils shot out of the blood and wrapped around Samuel's body.
"W-What the....!!!" Samuel shouted as he was pulled into the swirl of blood
His body was twisted and turned, being siphoned into the swirling blood as it began to close. Within a couple of seconds, Samuel Gray was gone, being pulled away from this world by an unknown entity.
The bathroom was empty, and only a slight splatter of blood remained on the floor as the faucet was on, the sound of the running water was heard.
Then, the door to the room was open, "Samuel?" Liam walked inside, looking around, "You taking a piss? Come on, let's go!"
He walked over to the open bathroom door, seeing that Samuel was not there.
"What?" He said, walking inside, "Sam? This isn't funny, we have to go now."
He looked around, seeing nobody in there. He then noticed the splatter of blood on the floor, causing his stomach to drop.
His face went pale, "Oh no...." He said,
"Oh fuck, oh shit...."
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[In A Different World]
Inside a dark room, a massive swirl of blood was on the floor, releasing crimson lightning and a powerful shockwave. Surrounding the swirling blood, there were many cloaked figures, raising their arms up and chanting loudly.
"Rise, From The Bones of The Distorted Primordial..."
There was an uneasy feeling filling the room, the air was getting thin as the swirling became more erratic and violent, and the crackling of the lightning was getting significantly more volatile. The chanting of the cloaked figures were getting louder by the second.
"Brought Forth, Bathed In The Blood Of The Distorted Primordial, Rise....and Come Forth....!!!"
The swirling blood suddenly burst outwards, sending forth splashes of red all over the room as an explosion of red light erupted. The figures were bathed in the blood, the lightning striking the room as the shockwave tripped most of them.
As the explosion of light subsided, a tall and young man was seen held by blood red tendrils, his entire body writhing in pain as he let out screams.
"A-Arrggghh!!!!" he let out, "W-What the fuck!!!"
This was Samuel, who had just been pulled through the portal made out of pure blood.
The tendrils released Samuel, who was drenched in blood, and caused him to fall down hard onto the stone floor. He let out a pained grunt as he rolled onto his back, wincing in pain as he looked around him.
"W-Where am I.....?!" Samuel let out, "What the fuck is going on?!"
The cloaked figures looked at Samuel, some were silent, while others were murmuring amongst each other.
"Did it work?" one said, "The Summoning Ritual was complete....."
"It went as we were told...." Another said, "It was a success...."
Samuel got to his feet, stumbling back and looking around, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. He looked around, getting a strange feeling coming from the cloaked figures.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at them, "This...." He said, "Is this some cruel joke from you lot? I thought I told you idiots that I won't utter a single word of your secret society!!!"
The cloaked figures all looked at each other, a bit confused by what he said.
"Society?" one said, "What is he talking about?"
Samuel wiped his face, "What is this fucking trick?!" He said, completely enraged, "You're using blood tricks on me?! How dare you do this shit to me!!!"
His anger was overriding his panic and fear, something was telling him that his life was potentially in danger.
One of the figures stepped forwards, "Human, is he?" His voice was deep and raspy, "Is this the same warrior that was promised to us? A mere human?"
"'Tis what Her Majesty claimed." Another cloaked figure said, this one was a bit more feminine, "The Summoning Ritual was complete. We have reached past the Distortion and into the Beyond, bringing a Warrior into our clutches."
Samuel frowned, clearly confused by this, "W-What?!" He said, "What the hell are you idiots talking about?!"
The first cloaked figure removed his hood, displaying a humanoid head with dark green skin. Samuel saw that he had a prominent underbite, with tusk-like teeth jutting out. His eyes were bright orange, a deep scar running down the left side of his face.
Samuel looked a bit surprised, "O-Orc....?" He said, recognizing the features of the Fantasy race, "What?"
"Hm...." The Orc said, "So you recognize what I am, human?"
Samuel's expression turned from surprised to confused, "W-What the fuck....?"
The Orc raised his hand slightly, "You were brought forth to us on the orders of Her Majesty." He said, "The Promised Warrior."
"Warrior?" Samuel said, "Promised? What are you saying?"
"All will be revealed." The Orc said, "My name is Rok'gul, one of Her Majesty's army commanders. You were summoned forth to be her Champion."
"Get the fuck out of here." Samuel said, "I know this is some prank from you Hollywood fuckers. That's some nice makeup, I admit. Which one are you? What actor is under that disguise? Is it Benny? Josh? I don't know, the sizes are off...."
"Disguise?" Rok'gul said, "This is no disguise. You must be confused, the Distortion must've tampered with your mind."
"Shut the fuck up." Samuel spat on the ground, "The jig is up. I have no time for this! I have a premiere to-"
Suddenly, a blur flashed past Samuel, his entire body being wrapped by a massive serpentine body.
"Fufu~" a feminine voice said, followed by a hiss, "Looookie what we have here.....a ripe human, waiting to be devoured..."
Samuel looked down to see that a massive serpent's body was constricting him tightly, "A-Aghhh...." He managed, looking up to see bright red eyes staring right at him, "W-What?!"
He saw a woman smirking at him, a long forked tongue flicking at him frantically. The woman had a curvaceous body, with large breasts that were barely covered by cloth. The woman's lower body was that same serpent that was constricting around Samuel.
"Such a nice scent you give off..." The woman hissed, "Will you be my next meal???"
The woman's dark red hair rose up, suddenly twisting onto itself and forming serpent heads which began to hiss viciously at Samuel.
Samuel's eyes widened in pure shock, "Oh...." He said, gasping for air, "This....."
"Oneth...." Rok'gul said with a serious expression, "This is the Promised Warrior, handle him with care."
"Care????" The woman said, her serpentine body constricting harder, "A mere human like him?!"
She hissed loudly, glaring right at Samuel.
"W-What the fuck is going on?!" Samuel thought to himself, "This is crazy!!!"
The other cloaked figures began to murmur in frustration.
"This damned Snake Demon is getting on my nerves!" One of them said, "Tell her to get off the human! Her Majesty will put us on the chopping block if we break him!!"
"Promised Warrior, huh?" Oneth said as she lowered her upper body to Samuel, clutching his chin, "You finished the Summoning Ritual, huh?"
The Orc stepped forward, "You smelled a human and rushed into the chambers?" He asked, a frown on his face, "You insolent woman, do not get ahead of yourself. Release him. Now."
"If I don't?" The woman taunted, giving Rok'gul a menacing smirk, "Hmm????"
"Her Majesty will personally punish you." Rok'gul said, extending his arm to the side, "But not before I cut your serpent body into dozens of pieces, leaving these chambers stained in your blood."
Samuel watched as a massive battle axe appeared out of thin air, being grabbed by Rok'gul, "H-Hnngh...." He managed, "S-Shit....."
Rok'gul pointed the battle axe at Oneth, his muscular arms visible through the cloak, "I will not tell you again, Oneth." He said seriously, "Release him, lest you wish to be cut down."
Oneth snarled, her beautiful face distorting into a beast-like form, "FUCK YOU." She said before letting go of Samuel, "Griffin-shit fucker...."
Samuel collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air as Oneth's serpent body released him, "A-Aghh...." He groaned, "C-Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on?"
Oneth leaned down towards his face, "Shut up." She warned, her face reverting into the fair and beautiful one, "You are in no position to demand for answers. You are in our turf now, boy. A human ripe for feasting. I will ensure that Her Majesty will feed you to us~"
"Enough." Rok'gul said, "Bring the human to the Throne Room."
"Her Majesty awaits him."
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Inside a massive throne room, with towering stone pillars with flaming braziers at the bottom, Samuel was brought forth by many massive armored knights. His body was cleaned up, leaving his black suit and pants free of any blood.
He was looking around the massive throne room, seeing the massive stone arches above as well as the flaming chandeliers.
"What is this place....?" He said as he was nudged along by the Knights, "What the actual hell....?"
"This is Castle Amara." Rok'gul said as he walked in front of them
Rok'gul did not have his cloak on, he wore his dark grey armor, which had flaming patterns on it. Samuel saw that the Orc's hairless head was covered in scars, now that there was more light to work with.
"An Orc.....a Snake Demon....in some sort of dark castle?" He thought to himself, "Is this some sort of psychedelic dream? I don't think I took any mushrooms..... No, what the fuck is this?!"
He was brought before a massive iron throne, which was atop a set of stairs which was a few meters away from him.
Rok'gul stepped to the side, crossing his arms as he looked at Samuel, "You are here before her."
Samuel looked at the throne, which was empty, the towering Knights standing besides him. He had a confused look on his face, his gaze going back to the Orc, who stood there with a serious expression.
"Before who?" He asked, "The Throne's empty."
As he said this, flames burst atop the throne, swirling into a single point as a bright light appeared. Samuel felt an intense pressure as the flames slowly dissipated, revealing someone sitting on the throne. The moment this happened, Rok'gul and the armored Knights immediately got on one knee, looking down.
Samuel was a bit surprised by who he saw on the throne, "Whoa...."
It was a woman with white hair and blue eyes, with a curvy body covered in a black, parted dress, displaying her revealing cleavage. Samuel's first instincts were to look at her thighs, seeing how nice and meaty they were as she crossed her legs.
There was no doubt in his mind that this woman was beautiful, but there was a gut feeling within Samuel, telling him that this woman was not someone he could mess with.
The woman sat on the throne, giving off a commanding presence, "Interesting." She said with an alluring voice, "Was the Summoning Ritual a success?"
Rok'gul nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty." He said, "I, Rok'gul, bore witness to the Summoning Ritual. You can feel the Blood of The Distorted Primordial, can you not?"
The woman placed her finger on her lips, her other arm was across her chest, "I can definitely feel it...." She said softly, her blue eyes scanning Samuel, "Interesting. The Distortion really seeped itself into him, did it not?"
"Indeed." Rok'gul said
"Fufu~" She said with a smile, "Rise, Rok'gul. Introduce me to this human."
Samuel frowned, "W-Who are-"
Rok'gul had stood up and glared at Samuel, cutting him off, "This is The Demon Queen, human." He said with a hint of irritation in his voice, "Queen Asothia Abaddon, the Second Queen of The Abaddon Kingdom. She is Daughter of Lyneth Abaddon, Granddaughter of the Great Demon God, Abaddon The Cruel."
Samuel blinked slowly, a bit taken aback by all of this, "D-Demon.....?" He said, "What?"
Asothia leaned on her hand, giving him a sly smile, "Hm...."
Rok'gul looked at Samuel, "You stand before the purest of Demon Royalty." He said seriously, "Queen Asothia Abaddon is the strongest Demon in the Blood Star Realm, boy."
"Blood Star Realm....." Samuel said as he shook his head, "Okay, fuck this. What kind of dream is this? I was drugged, wasn't I? Today's not really the premiere, right? Someone slipped shrooms in my drink, and I'm imagining all of this."
"This is no dream." Rok'gul said seriously, "You were brought forth through the Distortion via the Summoning Ritual. Queen Asothia allowed for the Ritual to be executed, bringing forth the Promised Warrior."
"What?" Samuel said, "Wait....Demons.....all of you are demons? This woman is a demon?"
"Seems someone's ears are working." Asothia spoke up, "But their brains aren't functioning well. Boy, you are no longer in your own world. You are in the Distorted Godlands, in the Blood Star Realm precisely."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Samuel asked, "What is that? You're saying I was transmigrated into a different dimension?"
"Ah, someone is smart~" Asothia smiled, "Good boy~ Yes, you were transmigrated into our Dimension. Using the Summoning Ritual, which utilizes Distortion, I brought you forth into our Realm. I acted upon the Unholy Prophecy; a Promised Warrior will be brought forth, becoming a weapon wielded to destroy the Queen's enemies."
"Summoning Ritual, Distortion, Promised Warrior." Samuel rubbed the bridge of his nose, "A bit too much to take in. I need time to process this. Okay, so I am not dead. This is not a dream. Fuck me, this is not something I wanted to deal with today. My movie came out soon..."
Asothia raised her arm slightly, "Fufu~"
"System: Scan"
Suddenly, a large red screen appeared in front of Asothia, taking the shape of a trapezoid with a circle in the middle. The circle in the middle emitted a bright red light which immediately shone upon Samuel's body, as if it were scanning him.
"What?" Samuel frowned, looking at the light covering his body, "Did you say system?"
"System? Like those systems?"
"Report, System." Asothia said, casually leaning against her arm
The System Screen stopped scanning Samuel, runic words appearing on the sides next to the circle. Then, a loud monotone voice spoke, relaying information.
"Target Scanned: Relaying Information"
Samuel then saw as the Screen extended into a vertical rectangle, displaying bold letters that were shifting into English.
As it displayed, the monotone voice read out the contents:
Target Name: Samuel Grey
Target Age: 25
Target Height: 6'3
Target Weight: 235 lbs
Target Hair Color: Black
Target Eye Color: Dark Grey
Target Blood Type: Type O Negative
Target Abilities: System
Asothia raised her eyebrows, "My my~" She said, "A System, you say?"
"Huh?" Samuel said, "What the.....? That thing gathered my data by scanning me? That's a scary ability."
Rok'gul narrowed his eyes, "To think that you would have a System." He said, "In The Distorted Godlands, there are three major powers that many natives would have: Magic, The Superhuman Factor, and Systems. Systems are the rarest, and only the most fortunate receive, even for Summoned Travelers."
"Well said, Rok'gul." Asothia said, "System, report; What System does he have?"
The System Screen shifted and displayed more information, read out loud by the monotone voice:
[Gunslinger System]
- Sexual and Combat Type System
- Activated By Performing A Simple Task (Having Sex or Holding a Firearm)
"Gunslinger System...." Asothia said softly, "Interesting.....Well, I don't know where we could find a Firearm so quickly. I suppose we need someone to have sex with him to activate his System. Rok'gul, make it happen."
"At once." Rok'gul nodded, "I'll have it done."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Samuel said, "This is crazy. Care to explain to me what all of this is about?"
"Fufu~" Asothia said with a smile, "When you activate your Gunslinger System, boy....."
"We can talk as much as you want~"