Somewhere, in another dimension, a serum dealer by the name of Cruz Margolis is going to the streets with two of his subordinates, he grabs a can of soda, drinks it, rolls on the ground a lot, and jumps and screams.
Meanwhile, Synthwave and Farshtey arrive in this dimension, it looks like New Mexico, but with hovering cars.
Synthwave: Hurm. Out of all the dimensions that we traveled, this is probably the one most similar to mine.
Farshtey: Are those some sort of cars?
Synthwave: They seem so. Name a concept, and there's a dimension based around it. Hovering cars in New Mexico? Bingo, here it is.
Farshtey: Kind of deviating from the subject, but is it just me, or there are a lot of things I don't quite understand in general?
Synthwave: From what I know of you, yes.
Farshtey: Yeah... At least I am intrigued by it, it helps me out.
Synthwave: Not that you are a student, but I feel that the best students are the ones that ask the teachers, and try to understand the subject in question.
Farshtey: Good point, I've never gone to school, though... Alright, shall we see if someone needs our help?
Synthwave: They probably will need it. Let's explore this place.
Meanwhile, somewhere not so far away, Cruz is calling her grandma.
Cruz: Don't worry, abuelita! I won't be- FIONIOAIOFNIOAGH, alright? Take care and enjoy the telenovela!
He finishes the call.
Mobster 1: Uh... Jefe, I don't know if we should be very much on the open, I mean, there might be too many cops, and-
Cruz punches his mobster with his almond skinned hand.
Cruz: MALDITO- IDONIEUGAAFALE! I told you, a true serum dealer has to be BRAVE!
Mobster 2: Shouldn't they be smart?
Cruz punches the other mobster twice, then after the beating he proceeds to grab a can of soda, and drinks it. Then he begins to make spontaneous, strange moves, like falling on the ground, then he jumps back up, all culminating in a scream of joy.
Cruz: WOO! TAI TAI TAI!
Synthwave and Farshtey are witnessing the action of the black domino masked man.
Farshtey: Who in the sam heck is that?
Synthwave: Someone weirdo attacking other people. Shall we, Farsh?
Farshtey: Sure, kid.
Then both of them start running towards Cruz.
Farshtey: Alright, ya son of a gun, hold it right there!
The other two mobsters start running away, and Cruz sees them running with the sky blue shades in his mask.
Cruz: WHERE THE- PANGALAQUE ARE YOU GOING? GET BACK HERE AND BE VALIENTE! YOU'RE GOING TO NEED TO BE FEARLESS!
Farshtey: You won't hurt anyone else.
Cruz: I need to- ULIGNANO to make them stronger! They're like my hermanos to m-TIOMGOAUHG.
Farshtey: What? What are you saying?
Cruz: The serum's side effects, you know? It's making me say... MANGUENGALAMOEHRIOT and other stuff. I am a dealer, you know?
Synthwave facepalms at the short black haired person.
Synthwave: You just realized you said you were a dealer, right?
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Synthwave Volume 1
ActionA 20 year old young man is trying to honor the heroic legacy of someone who was very dear to him in his childhood, going from dimension to dimension to save other people, but sometimes, this man can get too caught up with having fun due to the thril...
