(Note: This Zion has a Sacral Brain and can eat invertebrates, but can't turn into them)
Zion Hendrix, a well-known Engineer in his hometown, but he has a dark secret. He's the internationally hunted Poacher named "Menagerie". For years, he's traveled the world to kill exotic animals and build connections in the criminal underworld to fund his expeditions. Though he hasn't been seen for a long while, many assumed he was killed. That however would be far from the truth. He was in fact brought to another world filled with magic and royal conspiracies.
Zion pov
Zion: What the fuck....?
What the hell happened to me? Last thing I remember was going to sleep after a successful hunt, and now I'm in a burning house.
???: ...s-s.....son.....
I turn around to see a man and woman pinned under a wooden beam. Oddly enough, they look similar to me: brown skin, blue eyes, and black hair. Putting two and two together, I assume they're my parents, but how? My mom and dad died when I was 15 from a guy that hated me for my Devour power. Shrugging, I lift the beam with some effort and manage to pull them out of the house as it crumbles. Was it harder to do because of the smoke? Or was it something else entirely?
Mom: S...son.....are you o-ok?
They're dying. They've lost too much blood during the entire thing and the father was pierced by a beam during the early stages of the blaze. The mother has a few pieces of wood lodged in her, nothing fatal, but the amount of smoke she inhaled poisoned her badly. From the looks of the surrounding houses in the area, this world isn't as advanced to deal with carbon monoxide poisoning, so taking her to some doctor would do no good.
Dad: J-just put me ou...out of my misery.
Mom: G-gerald......
Zion: Mom, he's right. He won't survive being treated by a doctor and they'll do the same thing. You've been poisoned and they can't treat you either.
Mom: W....what?
Zion: The smoke you breathed in is killing you slowly, plus your wounds are infected as well.
Mon: H-how did you....-
Suddenly, I get the urge to dodge and do just that while holding them. Turning around, I see an angry woman with a ragged dress. The entire left side of her face is fully burned as well as bald as if her head was shaved purposefully. The right side of her face looks relatively normal with unkempt black hair and a clear blue eye, though a bruise is on her cheek. She seems to have several scars on her body with burn scars on her limbs and torso and a few small ones on her not burned face. What surprises me however is the flames in her burned hand.
Woman: You....you little bastard!
Zion: So you're the one who caused the fire.
Woman: Damn right I did! I'm gonna burn you all to hell for what you did to me!
Before I can say anything, she shoots a torrent of flames at me. I managed to dodge that and run with my parents.
Dad: Z-zion, s-stop!
His yelling made him cough up blood, so I did what he said and lean them against a tree.
Zion: Wh-
Mom: Son p-please.....just save yourself.
Dad: It's too late....for us. You'll...you'll die if you try t...to protect us.
Zion: But-
They put their hands on my shoulders and smiled.
