The Mighty Traveler

[New York]

Paul appeared where he was standing earlier and he could feel that nobody was around him to see him appear in this place. Paul shrugged as he went to a walk looking for a place to stay, after walking a bit he was able to find himself walking by the Central Park where there were many that were jogging and the sun was slightly bearing down upon New York.

Paul soon was able to book a room in a hotel besides Central Park and when he did, he found himself looking at himself in a mirror. He felt calm and composed even if these news and changes should have shocked him. Not knowing how but he sure knows why and it was mostly his own soul has become strong that it made him a bit calculative even if he was not that much smart to begin with.

After washing up and seeing his wallet has only a few hundreds left he felt he should find a job. But the problem of having document will pop up so he might have to find a way to forge some documents.

And if he did make some documents for himself then what? All he knows what to do during his time as a white collar worker was to arrange documents, digitalize them, staple them, put them in folders, put them in shredders and mostly mundane office stuff.

But as he thought he suddenly remembered things like acupuncture, massages, herbal baths as well as making potions or paste which were mostly related to physical recovery as being a taijutsu user have to be knowledgeable about the human body as well as to how treat them faster in case of injury.

Then there would be need for medical licenses as well as equipment to have a place to practice such things. Then he would need to have people try it to make them have faith in it but this is America which is more reliant to Western medicine.

Paul trashed around the bed as he thought of ways to gain money and pickpocketing rich looking assholes is not a consistent source. Having have that small bout with the Ancient One made him remember that there are a lot of beings in this world that might be able to kill him if he was not careful.

"Wait!" Paul suddenly sat up as he felt for his power that could make him travel to anywhere, information about it is starting to make sense to him making him smile as he remembered that he could also travel to another places at will but from what he could tell with the knowledge he has then he might need a silent place where he could focus to open a path to another world.

"Right, why should I go for the city where I could go to a starting village to practice my power more." Paul said to himself as he lied back again. "Great idea, but I'll sleep first." Lying back he found himself in dreamland in a few seconds while a slightly sad smile graced his lips

[Next Morning]

Paul woke up slowly as he just kept lying down still processing what has totally happened to him. He looked at his hands and felt it was so foreign yet familiar at the same time, he knew he had changed drastically and things he knew were not his but he still did not feel much sense of identity crisis as he knew that he was still him, just different.

It might sound confusing but that was he could tell about himself, looking around the room his eyes looked at the view in the window outside. He could see Central Park and the various people that jogs and hang out in the place. Standing up he looked more at the vast city that he was in and still felt that his life of suffering might just have been a dream.

*Slap*

"Ughh!! What are you thinking Paul, this is your life now no matter what you say, everybody is gone back there and you should get ahold of yourself." Paul slapped himself and talked to his reflection and waited if the one in the window would answer but fortunately nothing happened which made him sigh as he now fully accepted that he was now alone in this foreign world.

Looking at the time seeing it was still 05:40 in the morning Paul just changed to a pair of jogging shoes and dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants. Passing by a small grocery shop he bought a bottle of water and went to the Park to jog.

As he went running around the Park he felt his mind clear up a little and think of how he instinctively fought back against the Ancient One and feeling that he should reign it down a little.

He understood that he was now not a normal person so he should be careful not to accidentally kill anyone. He had never hurt anyone before but the way he fought was like built in within him and his composure was out of this world. He felt that he knew also how to fight like the ninjas in the anime that was loved by his father.

He didn't like it when his father was hogging the TV watching old anime but he still enjoyed them as well as some classic movies he said he liked watching when he was a kid.

That was why Paul was able to tell who these characters were but whichever powerful being made him have the powers of these anime characters as well as send him to another place or reality entirely, he was still unsure of their purpose of sending him here.

As he exercised after jogging he was unaware that his tall and fit physique has garnered the envious eyes of some men in the park as well as some greedy eyes of some mature women strolling their child in the path way.

hey looked at Paul doing some exercises Might Guy sometimes do like doing a handstand push up which made his hoodie fall down showing his chiseled abs to the public.

Paul just did not mind as he had never been the center of attention at all in his former life so he does not know he was now a fine specimen to the female masses. But he did not care even if his senses tell him that there were a lot of people watching him. After being done with the push up he went to the Pull-up bars nearby and went to another repetition of exercises that focuses on his core.

But after doing so much Paul did not feel much strain on this physique which he understood then that he has superhuman stamina as well. He could regenerate very fast, smiling he felt that maybe his life has now turned for the better as he always have been quite unlucky in the past.

He was so unlucky before that he mostly tripped on the stairs, stubbing his toe, a vase falling to his head, stepping on dog poop, wind breaking his umbrella on a rainstorm, girlfriend cheated on him, his new girlfriend cheated on him with his ex-girlfriend cause she was bi-sexual, ripping his pants when he picked up a fallen coin, slipping on a banana peel, getting a terminal illness and so many more occurrences in his life that maybe if was life saying to him he should just give up. This was why even when he saw the whole world somehow is destroyed he did not think much as he had been having a streak of bad-luck his whole life.

"Maybe life feels sorry for having me go through that much bad luck in my former life." Said Paul as he jogged again around the Onassis Reservoir, as he thought of the voice that he heard before he was sent here. He was feeling that it might have been just yesterday for him but maybe it has been a really long time since he left his last world. But just as he was jogging, the world seemed to have heard his last words and took that as a challenge.

Paul stopped in place as he looked up seeing a figure falling down on him making him and other people around him stop too. He was not able to react fast enough as he was in deep thought about the words he last heard the last time he was on his former world, so the shadow that loomed over him crashed onto him as he did not even feel much danger.

But Paul was surprised at how heavy the figure that fell upon him as he saw two moons peeking out on a tight jean pants fall upon his face making him scrunch his nose as he realized what had just greeted him. He was stunned as his enhanced sense were on overdrive making able to take in all the details as his face started distorting as the two moons made landfall towards his face.

He wanted to bend back to dodge but wrong move of his as he subconsciously inhale which in turn assaulted his sense of smell with a cacophony of atrocious smell that seemed to have been fermenting on that very dark crevice very near his face.

This made him lose focus as the entirety of the glutes smushed towards his face. He wanted to react but his senses were overwhelmed by the smell of blue cheese and fish paste combined together and fried on heavy lard. So he and the figure that fell on him rolled back that they were sent towards the water behind him.

Paul felt his body ache at the heavy weight that fell on him but he did not get up as his eyes looked like they saw the horror of the world. Paul's face had the ultimate disgust pasted on him as he looked to the side seeing the large obese man stand up on the water and run back towards where he came from.

Paul could hear the sudden change in atmosphere as the people panicked and ran away from the vicinity. The clouds thundered suddenly which made Paul wonder how the sunny weather changed so fast, but this time a red beam passed by overhead sending another person flying which made Paul look at the man because he looked like a bipedal frog that looked creepy as hell.

"You! Are you okay?! Are you hurt anywhere? Let's get out of here cause mutants are fighting over there!" Suddenly a blond beautiful girl ran towards where he was lying by the side of the water as Paul contemplated if life still hates him having him receive such a greeting first thing in the morning.

Paul just let the girl pull him out which the girl did not mind as she thought he was aching all over being crushed by the weight of the very Obese man that was now punching all around him while a bluish hairy man weaved and bobbed around him clawing him all over.

Paul still has that super disgusted face but the girl thought that maybe he was in great pain. So she pulled him to a tree in the corner and called 911 in her phone while a battle is happening in Central Park between mutants.

"Hello, there is a mutant battle here near Central Park Tennis Center. Some civilians have been injured as collateral and the fight shows no sign of stopping." The girl said as she talked to the phone, suddenly she placed her hand in Paul's neck.

"I have an injured with me who seems to be in great pain that his face in contorted trying to hold it in as well with a very erratic heart rate, I think he is going into shock so please hurry!!." The girl said.

'Yeah I'm in great pain! My nose is shocked from the amount of stink I just smelled, oh the horror!!.' Paul shouted in his mind as he tried to erase his mind of that memory.

Suddenly there was a pillar of fire that flew to their general direction but the girl did not panic as she dragged Paul to another tree a bit farther as the mutants battled in the tennis court.

Paul looked at the battle and saw the extent of the battle but some of them were not familiar to him yet he could recognize some of the people that were fighting.

They were Cyclops, Ororo aka Storm, Hank McCoy aka Beast, Night Crawler, Collosus, Kitty Pryde, Iceman and Wolverine vs Pyro, Toad, the giant fat man Fred Dukes aka Blob, A large bipedal mammoth(Mammomax), Sabertooth, a woman with very long fingers which he still can't recall who(Lady Deathstike) and a guy who flies around shooting beams on his arms while dress in purple tight spandex suit , yellow cape held by a golden buckle thingy and has a semi-circle thingy on his back that was just unneeded decoration(Exodus).

But that guy was taking a lot thought because Storm, Cyclops and Ice man are tag teaming the dude. The others have their own match which was Wolverine vs Sabertooth & Lady Deathstrike, Beast vs Blob, Mammomax vs Collosus, Kitty Pryde vs Toad, Pyro vs Night Crawler.

Paul looked at the large fat dude with resentment but his eyes were drawn to the side to the blond that was helping him. He was not sure who she was but she was really brave to be still able to think properly in the situation.

"You can let go of me now, I am fine." Paul said as he stood himself up not caring of the various debris flying around.