Ch 1: Prologue

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It was another normal stressful day on Rhodes Island. Well not really stressful if you did your job efficiently but it is tiring if you dont rest good. It was really stressful in the beginning but I got my Gen Z ass up and nearly broke it multiple times. I tell you they say our Generation is weak, even though its a bit true we also had our own problems we got from them. So its both Generations fault in my opinion.

Who am I you ask? Well my name is Jacob Hobbs on Earth but everyone calls me Stryker as thats my Operator Name on Rhodes Island. Why? I was a Soldier in the US Army. Physically I was weaker than others but still fit for it. I was deployed in Afghanistan. Lets say I got injured a few times 3 to be exact....and each time a Stryker in its M1133 Medical Evacuation Vehicle Configuration safed me from dying. That was the joke with my fellow soldiers. The "Strykers Lover" or "Strykers Stripper" who got injured on purpose to be in the Vehicle again.

After the third time I was discharged and got a job in my hometown. My Parents were happy I survived but I wanted to do more. Than that idiot Biden made the worst pull out of a combat zone I ever saw. Lets say I'm a MAGA fan, bite me. Anyway I decided to live in peace and alone for a while. I never had it with dating as I stayed at with my parents because of the bad economy. Sometimes I drank with a few of my war bodies....those that were alive or I played Video Games. I also started, you guessed it Anime and such. Some are good but of course any of those Hentai shit was disgusting to me.

In the Beginning I thought that the War didnt effect me to badly but it doesnt work like that after all. I went to Therapy, they told me to find ways to deal with the Trauma no shit, guessed that myself. I learned that small training exercises worked but I still played games often. What are you supposed to do while in Quarantine from Covid? 

After living like this for a while something bad happened. I died how? I was driving with my Toyota from 199-something through an Intersection and some Idiot ran the Red light. I gotta say for that Europeans drive faster than Americans on average that fucker was going fast. I remember getting into the Ambulance. The last thing I thought about was? 

If this was a Stryker the others would love their asses off.

Seems like only Strykers gave me the chance to live....

...but my life didnt end there otherwise I wouldnt be saying this to no one. Lets say I have a new job now. I found myself in a strange place. 

Flashback:

"What the fuck? This gives me Isek-.......you got to be kidding me!" I looked around and yes the very popular and familiar white space Isekai trope.....Jesus.

"Yeah Yeah." I jumped hearing a voice suddenly as I turned around there was a Table with a man sitting on a chair behind it. This wasnt here a moment ago. He was sitting there reading a newspaper the writing wasnt readable at all. I looked at him for a while before sitting on the empty chair infront of him. I stayed quiet as he gave off an Aura similar to the Field Instructor I had.

After a good minute of total silence I couldnt wait anymore. "Soooooo.....what the fucks going on?"

Finally he looked up from his Newspaper and looked at me. He was wearing glasses and had a Suit on. "Hello Jacob Hobbs. How is life treating you."

I wanted to say okay until I remembered that my life was over. "Haha very funny. Where am I? Who are you?" I looked around the tabe and saw a name plate you would see on the Table of the Boss. "Mr. Veland."

*sigh* "I work for the Inter-Alternate Reality Cooperative "I.A.R.C" for short. We welcome you to our Cooperation as an Observer."

"....I dont understand a thing you just said."

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