Currently, Zeel was swaggering his way down the street half n.a.k.e.d since his clothing was almost entirely vaporized during the cosmic shift, surprisingly not many people took any note of his presence – the few that did only threw mildly l.u.s.tful gazes his way but would immediately retract their gazes upon noticing is scared body that left the imagination to wonder about his chosen profession.

"I guess people walking around half n.a.k.e.d is a normal occurrence in this universe?" Zeel muttered to himself not minding the people avoiding him as if he was the plague itself. He was also experiencing mild cosmic dissonance after the earlier Multiversal Jump or Mjump for short. After all the headaches and his brief contact with the information dimension, Zeel was able to identify only the name of his current Universe – 'The Resident Evil Universe'.

Zeel's mind wondered as he walked, his mind was filled with questions that he wished never existed but it is kind of hard to un-ring a bell that had already been rung.

*Flash Back*

Earlier just before Zeel was about to enter the cosmic wormhole to begin his life in a new environment, he felt his body being pulled away towards an enormous source of energy. For the first time since his birth Zeel felt an indescribable emotion, though it was not of his own doing but more like the emotion itself was trying to make him feel it – fear. As he was being pulled away by a force he couldn't hope to contend with, Zeel looked back only to see everyone frozen in time – a feat that would be deemed impossible without a temporal engine, something which is rare even for an advanced civilization like humanity.

Zeel was now in a void of burning multi-colored flames, that circled around cosmic storms where everything lost its meaning: up was down, left was right, big was small, chaos was order, flames were water, life was black, sin was non-existent. Zeel held his head as even with his mind it was impossible to comprehend what a place like this could possibly be, it just didn't make any sense whatsoever.

The flames flickered as an archaic voice resonated throughout the void of infinite nothingness and fullness "I have seen you trying to escape this universe. Your travels almost escaped my eyes with its uniqueness, but you still have yet to perfect it"

Zeel tried to speak several times in response but other than sporadic shaking, he could muster up the strength to do nothing else.

"I am a cosmic force in charge of wiping clean universes who have been negatively infected with sentient life. Your humans have drifted from the correct path and hence I am here to cleanse you"

"But … you have promise" The voice said as chains wrapped around Zeel and soon sank into his skin and wrapped around what he believed to be his soul "Find… my daughters … L****n, P******, and *r********"

Zeel could not hear any of the names as if they were forbidden to his lowly mortal tongue, but he rapidly nodded his head, at this point he was prepared to do anything to escape this crazy a.s.s place.

"You must hurry, they're ... and they won't …..... you must fight since I can't ...…. Or many other universes will suffer .... good ones and not just your filthy one" The archaic voice said while its voice phased in and out of Zeel's auditory range.

Zeel on the other hand could care less about what was said and only opted to get the hell out of dodge as quick as he possibly could, he found that compliance could never go wrong – as for the chains that bound him earlier, well that is a problem for after he survives.

*****

Zeel still felt shivers down his spine as he thought back to the conversation with the being that called itself a 'Cosmic Force'. He vowed to avoid such beings as much as possible for the rest of his life, which was no longer immortal due to his choice of nanites evolution. Zeel felt that this phenomenon was encroaching on the domain of gods, as Zeel was a science oriented person, with no inkling in belief of a greater power that science could not explain after all to him "Magic is science that has not been explained as yet."

With all these thoughts going through his head Zeel was walking down the street until he passed by a group of kids drinking and smoking around the corner, seeing this as a perfect opportunity to score some information he walked towards them.

"Hey guys!"

"Who is that f.u.c.ker talking to?" asked teenager 1.

"He's an idiot!" said teenager 2.

"Where can I get a place around here?" asked Zeel.

"Right through here." Teenager 3 said pointing to the alley.

Zeel followed the three teenagers into the alley, before abruptly stopping just as the three launched themselves at him. Of course he had long since known that these guys were crooks since they had the ancient 'crook vibe' he had read about from history books of his world. Still the entire ordeal was a bit disappointing as some part of him expected ionic beams, gravity bombs, or maybe even nukes? Wasn't that what the people of this time used?

Dodging the three consecutive blows, Zeel then extended his index finger of both hands and jumped between the 3 teens while jutting his fingers towards the shoulders of two which was accompanied by two *crunch* sounds. Then he kneed the third teen in the balls eliciting a squeal like groan?

'Even the sounds they make are ancient and lack individuality' Zeel though as he rummaged and searched their pockets, lamenting the fact that he could not hack anything with the current dormant state of his SRNT. After a brief period of evaluating his gains: $200 cash, a pack of bubble gums, a pocket knife, and a silver pack with weird lube like rubber balloons inside – Zeel was then about to perform a bow towards those he robbed but abruptly stopped.

"Are you guys Chinese? I read you have to bow to say thank you?" Zeel said as he guessed the origins of these primitive humans, but after a while he gave up and decided everyone should be treated as Americans "Thank you Bros"

Zeel's fingers s were sore from the technique previously used, as his body is at the limit of human capability and maybe even a bit above he can accelerate any part of his body for an instant to be as fast as a bullet; though prolong movement like this will leave his body sore for days at a time, this would not have been an issue had he still been integrated with INT.

Finishing his 'debt collection' Zeel headed to a hotel near a plaza contemplating having some sleep so he can fully deal with the issue of the constant ringing inside his mind. Not long after arriving at the hotel, Zeel very soon exited heading down the street cursing about expensive hotels much to the amus.e.m.e.nt of the passers-by. In Zeel's defense he never had to use something as primitive as paper money before, so to him $1 would be something of inestimable value.

After arriving at the motel down the street he paid $50 for the night and went to his room. Zeel then laid on the bed after a quick shower before closing his eyes.

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