Reincarnated as Vegito... in the wrong world?

New world, new face

All I can remember... was setting my alarm and going to bed... so where exactly am I...?

These were the first thoughts of Kato Nakamura as he woke up in a seemingly abandoned building in who knows where.

'Ok Kato, think. What were you doing last night?' He thinks to himself as he puts his hand to his chin. Though upon doing this, he notices a few things. One, why was he wearing gloves? Two, why did his chin feel more... chiseled? And lastly where did these bangs in my face come from?

The time of day wasn't exactly perfect to tell, but thanks to the buildings many gaping holes in the interior, the sun could be shown rising slightly over the horizon. So there was a tad bit of light and there were plenty of reflective glass shards laying about.

After getting up from the floor Kato stepped slowly to the reflective bits on the floor, still trying to get used to his tall muscular physique.

With the aid of the now rising sun and said glass, Kato was able to ask himself...

"Why... do I look like Vegito..?"

He was appalled by this discovery, as I would say any would be, and noted even more upon the matter.

"No, not just looks, but my voice too.. oookayyy.. This is weird."

Kato in his newfound body stood there in a state of thought before noticing more about the now being luminated room. On the floor where he was laying there was a huge circular drawing with many weird encryptions within it, and a cloaked figure laying lifeless nearby.

"Okay then... think. I'm in a new body...somehow, in an unknown part of the world with a dead guy on the floor next to what seems to be your typical summoning circle type ordeal-"

He paused, inhaled, and breathed ever so lightly before...

"WAS I FUCKING ISEKAI'D?!"

It would appear as such. New body, seemingly new world, and no explanation except for piecing together what little could be observed. Our Kato was what you would call the average working man. Lived alone, worked on varying hours of the day depending on the day, and enjoyed the good anime or manga every now and then. He wouldn't call himself an otaku by any means, simply that he enjoyed the mainstream animes.

"-sigh- Alright, alright, there's gotta be a reason for this somehow. maybe it's a dream, dear GOD let this be a dream."

he paused looking up through the cracks into the sky, and received only the calm blowing of the wind.

"...Ok, ok.. last way to check." he reeled back his fist and aimed towards himself. "Please let this wake me up." and walloped. Aside from the impact causing the already flimsy building to shake and rattle from the speed, the punch didn't nearly feel as bad as he thought, not in comparison to what he now had to accept, of course.

"This isn't a dream, is it?" Kato stood there dumbfounded. Looking down at his new hands again before gripping them and sighing when he released them.

"Alright then, so I guess I'm two guys made one now. I wish i could ask that guy over there-"

A booming voice cut him off from outside as the keen sound of a megaphone cut in before so.

"ALRIGHT VILLAIN! COME OUT NOW AND RECEIVE YOUR JUSTICE!"

"...huh?"

Wait, villain? Who would-

he looked back at the man on the floor and made the distinct connection.

"Now hold on a minute, is that guy over there who they mean or-"

"YOU HAVE 5 SECONDS TO COMPLY BEFORE WE THOUROUGHLY COME IN AND OBTAIN YOU OURSELVES-"