A nameless soul awakens inside a warehouse... guided only by a cold, non-sentient screen. He has no idea what city he is in, what era he has arrived in, or why his body feels so intensely vulnerable. Compounding his profound confusion is a terrifying internal contradiction: deep within his fragile chest, as something inside him has snapped open violently, siphoning the energy of this new reality like a fire roaring in his chest.
Lost, alone, and overwhelmed, he must master his explosive internal power and decipher his own purpose before the dangers of this chaotic new world find him first...
Warning: Dark, not a true system fic, also Multiverse Travel, but not really, you'll see what I mean