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Robotic Eyes(Metallic Heart)

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He wakes up in an unknown room, in an unfamiliar world, with strange, creaking creatures, their rotting joints clacking as they rush through the hallways of this silent, hollow, manor. He wakes up alone. Or, rather, he thought he was alone. "Miss, are you talking to me?" "Yeah, what's your name?" (Had his family been here, they would have known immediately that he was up to no good.) (But they weren't.) (And that hurts, so, so, much.) "Bob. My name is Bob." He wakes up in a strange, strange, world, with dangerous, ominous factories and walking corpses of metal and flesh, under a false name. But that won't stop him from going home. Oh, no. Cale Henituse would struggle, fight, bleed, and battle, for the right to go home. Because he has a place, a family to return to. Being stranded won't stop him. No, he just has to find a path back. Somehow, somewhere. He has to. Cover Created by: Picrew! Disclaimer: Apart from the plot and any original characters created by me, everything else belongs to Dino999z and Yoo RyeoHan, the creators of 'Vincent: Secret of Myers' and 'The Trash of Count's Family' respectively.
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[rewritten] Cale sat on the couch, utterly done. Across from him sat the culprit of his misery-the God of Death. A commander, Cale? Ha! More like a chubby toddler with baby hands. Cale's eye twitched. "Explain." The god gulped. "Cale, my child... I-I didn't mean to! The intrusive thoughts won..." Cale inhaled sharply. 'Murder is illegal. Murder is illegal-oh hell-i don't care!' Beside him, Angela gasped dramatically, hands clasped together. "Kyaa! Cale-child! You're so adorable! I can't wait to see your cha-ahem, help to that world!" Cale, a grown man trapped in a four-year-old's body, stared soullessly into the void. He needed a nap. Or a weapon. --- Meanwhile, in another world... Og!Cale sat alone on his fourteenth birthday, his only gift being existential dread. Then, boom! A flash of light- And suddenly, on his floor lay a tiny redheaded kid, unconscious and bleeding. Og!Cale stared. His heart skipped a beat. '...Did I just get a son?-No! what am I thinking?!'

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