Deliverance

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Tricky POV: "Hello tall man what's this city called and I don't have the mental health to look for a map" This guy is very weird looking and I hope he talks fast don't need a stuttering bafoon.

Mysterious smoker POV: This guys seems angry but I'll answer him anyways. "It's New Friday night city, you seem new if you haven't heard of it" This guy should chill out he sounds sick (Note Trickys voice is from Madness project Nexus) and I'm smoking.

Tricky POV: New Friday night city eh well this place could use a little chaos but at the same time I don't know how the law's of physics work in this reality. "Well thanks for the information" As I start walking away I ask him. "What's your name" The man responds with "Garcello is my name Little man" LITTLE MAN! I'll have him know that I can end his life in a matter of seconds but I respond with "Fuck you Garcello" And walk away looking for any place to stay.

Garcello POV: Heh stubborn little man respect that, as he walks away I continue smoking until I see a blue haired kid and a girl in a red dress walking down the alley towards me wonder what they want.

Two days and 30 min Time Skip

Tricky POV: Rahh these apartment owners are asses why won't they let me stay at the building, I'm only looking for a room and this is the crap I get. Like they claim I smell like something just died. (Tricky smells himself) That is the smell of victory not dead things! I even encountered some strange people but I'd rather not talk about it and I even had to sleep in two garbage bins for the last two nights thankfully they where empty and clean somehow.

3rd Person POV: Tricky continues walking down the street sulking and sees something interesting. An abandoned house with dry wood and bricks and foggy windows. Heck yeah this is his style! And if he sees anyone living in it their getting their asses out!

 Heck yeah this is his style! And if he sees anyone living in it their getting their asses out!

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(The house)

3rd Person POV: Tricky pryed open the door without breaking it and went inside and breathed in the musky smell of mold. The sweet life. All it is Missing is his dear nemesis Hank and the madness that occurs every day in Nevada but yeah this is okay too. He walks around the house for a little bit until he finds the room he's sleeping in, hey isn't much but it's enough.

(The room) 3rd Person POV: Tricky decides that's enough for one day and settles down on the bed and has faint memory of getting tucked in but enough dwelling on the past this is his life now

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(The room) 3rd Person POV: Tricky decides that's enough for one day and settles down on the bed and has faint memory of getting tucked in but enough dwelling on the past this is his life now. He has a big day tomorrow afterall... does he? He hopes so and once he closes his eyes he rests.

Mysterious figure POV: Congratulations Tricky you found yourself a home but I can see you desire more than that and tire of this fight sometimes so that's why I shall help you but for now sleep tight because you do have a big day tomorrow. (Creepy slow laughter plays and slowly fades out)

And that's chapter two for you and I hope you enjoyed this also I will be introducing a new concept in the next chapter so anyways Peace.

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