No one's POV
Mike had walked around imp city looking for something to eat. He realized he had now money so, food was now not an option. So he just decided to explore the city. He walked around for a for a few hours taking in all the sites of his newfound home. But during his wandering he didn't realize that he left Imp city and wondered into a place that was riddled with danger. Pentagram City, also known as The Pentagram. It was known as one of the worst, terror-filled, you're-gonna-die-a-fucking-terrible-death kind of place you could be, and it made sense. After all, this was where the sinners would end up after a death in the living world Any demon that was born in Hell from the beginning to the present, dwells in the streets, alleyways, and tunnels of the entire city. However, that was definitely not the case for mike. As a human, who wasn't even dead, being in a place like that would be a death sentence. Too bad he was already being forced to sign it!
Mike's POV
Mike was standing in an alley way located near the heart of the massive city. He is now on constant alert his eyes darting left and right just waiting for some on to make a move on him. Though he wasn't completely defenseless. Before his parents died his father taught him mixed martial arts and Mike had become very good. Though he did swear to only fight if his life depended on it.
Mike's mind: ""This is bad! Real bad! At least Imp City was a place I could kinda feel safe in, but here, this place is the definition of dangerous!" he mentally shouted He slowly peeked his head out from the alley he was hiding in. He was sweating from fear, and for good reason of course. His thoughts were quickly processing everything around him.
Mike's mind: "Okay, okay, calm down mike, panicking won't do you any good. First order of business is to come up with a plan. I can't go out there as I am. They'll instantly know that I'm human. Hmm..."He thought to himself.
Mike: "Well its not the greatest idea and, I know I'm going to hate it, but maybe there's something in there that I can use to shield my face so they don't see I'm human." With a heavy sigh, he walked towards the dumpster and opened up the lid.
As soon as the lid cracked open a scent worse than death flooded his nose. He looked inside and saw it was filled with evidence of blood, vomit, and other body fluids being housed into it. He held his breath and dug into the garbage, his skin crawling with each sloppy sound that was made under his hands. Moments later, he stopped, his fingers coming in contact with something plastic and round. He pulled it out with a curious face and inspected the mystery object. He looked down hoping to see something that could be useful and also make it to where he could get out of the dumpster. his eyes widened, shocked at what he found. It was a half white and half black mask.
He picked the mask and brushed off any debris then placed the mask on his face. The smell wasn't the best but he could deal with it. He hoped out of the dumpster and made it to the edge of the alley. He carefully poked his head out and made sure to look around first and saw an empty alleyway across the street. And with that He walked out and starts to try and find his way back to IMP. TIME SKIP. Mike soon found himself lost and didn't know where to go or where he was but, then he heard something that quickly caught his attention.
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FanfictionWith the realms of Earth, Heaven, and Hell with so many more in trouble an unlikely hero a human named mike who couldn't be more lost will arise to power with no knowledge of his destiny and go on crazy adventures as the world he knows changes to fi...