Myron Malcohm Beckles was just an ordinary teenager living a typical 21st-century life-until one fateful day when a car accident changed everything. Instead of darkness, he found himself waking up in a strange world: the Taisho era in Japan, a perio...
David wandered through the quiet corridors of what seemed to be a large, industrial complex. The air was heavy with the scent of metal and machinery, and the low hum of engines vibrated through the walls. He had arrived in this world suddenly, with no clear understanding of how or why. As he turned a corner, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices—familiar, yet not.
Curious, David followed the voices until he reached an open area filled with large, mechanical equipment. There, standing together, were three people: a young man with a serious expression and a calm demeanor, a gentle-looking girl with short brown hair, and a blonde woman with an air of authority and grace.
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As David stepped into the light, the trio's conversation came to an abrupt halt. Their eyes widened in shock as they took in his appearance. The young man, Mikazuki Augus, stared at David as if seeing a ghost, while the two women, Atra Mixta and Kudelia Aina Bernstein, exchanged bewildered glances.
"Mikazuki..." Atra whispered, her voice trembling. "Is that... you?"
Mikazuki narrowed his eyes, his hand instinctively moving toward the gun at his side, though he didn't draw it. "No... It's not possible. Who are you?"
David raised his hands in a gesture of peace, sensing the tension in the air. "I'm... David. David Julian Martinez. I'm not here to cause any trouble—I swear. But... why are you all looking at me like that?"
Kudelia, who had been silent until now, stepped forward, her eyes scanning David's face with a mixture of disbelief and curiosity. "You... you look exactly like Mikazuki. It's uncanny. But... you're not him."
David's heart raced as he processed their words. The idea that he looked exactly like someone they knew was unsettling, to say the least. "I... I don't understand. Who is Mikazuki? And why do I look like him?"
The tension in the room remained thick as the group tried to make sense of the situation. Mikazuki, still on edge, continued to watch David closely, while Atra and Kudelia seemed torn between shock and curiosity.
"Mikazuki Augus," Kudelia began, her voice steady but tinged with emotion, "is someone very important to us. He's a soldier, a protector... and a dear friend. You look exactly like him, but you're not him. It's... strange."
Atra stepped closer to David, her eyes wide with a mixture of wonder and sadness. "You really do look just like him... but there's something different about you. You're not the same, even though you look identical."
David nodded slowly, trying to process everything. "I'm not from this world," he explained. "I've been traveling through different dimensions, different realities. Somehow, I ended up here. But I swear, I'm not here to hurt anyone. I just... need to figure out what's going on."
