Chapter 1: Searching

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"Ah-ha! Is that who I think it is?!" A hoarse male voice calls, and pats a familiar pale male's back hard. "Sharp, is that you?!"

Sharp turns his head. His tired eyes land on his previous employer, Mister Jerome Chuu Baaka. A man that seemed to be half bear. He was tall and covered in thick locks of fur. His face had a stubbed snout, and big, black, beady eyes. He doesn't wear much clothes, only long, black cargo pants. "Mr. Baaka." Sharp says dully. He clearly had no interest in chatting with him.

"It's been a while. Where've you been? I got jobs that need doin'!" Jerome says with a laugh as he sits at the bar next to the pale alien.

"I've no interest in taking any more jobs from you." Sharp says without a hint of hesitation.

"Huh?" Jerome looks at him, confused. "Gahahahaha! Since when did you have a free will?! I don't think you're understanding what I'm saying." He slams his fist into the bar and breaks it from where his hand hit it. "You don't have a choice. And you never will—!"

The man's rage was put to a quick end, as Sharp put a bullet right between his eyes. The large man falls backwards, hits the ground lifelessly. With that done, Sharp stands up and tips the bartender. "...I'll pay for a new bar." He says and starts to leave. "...Just put it on my tab." He adds and exits the building.

At the moment, Sharp was traveling through different worlds. His purpose? Tracking down Kheios. Despite their polar opposite personalities, the two worked well together, and had even developed a bond that went beyond employer and hitman. They were actually friends. And as friends do, Sharp was worried about him. He had vanished without a trace at the end of the war, and not even Aileus knew where he had gone, as he hadn't returned to the Temple of All Suns at all. In fact, nobody in the army had seen him. And that was the most concerning part. So Sharp had been going world to world to try and find him. Unfortunately, he had no luck. No clues, or hints. All leads were dead ends to what amounted to nothing.

His travels this time has brought him Kheios's home world. A place where the Sun had burnt out. There was no natural light, only street lights and electricity. The place was as grim and melancholic as usual, and the streets were practically empty. He had asked around for Kheios, but nobody who was previously close to him had seen or heard from him either. It was almost as if he had completed vanished from the multiverse.

With a heavy sigh, Sharp returns to the city's portal hub, a project made by a new Goddess to connect different worlds together, thanks to the help of Damien, the God of Wisdom. He opens a portal to the next world in the lineup, and slowly steps through, entering a world of greenery and lush forests. The world known as Zoo.

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