The first thing he did was go to the bathroom sink.
There, his appearance appeared in the mirror...
Lean build, with a tribal tattoo on the neck, as well as a SmartLink plugger... He was wearing a typical jacket, torn here and there. His eyes were heterochromia, golden on the left and blue on the right. It wasn't because of his genetics, of course; it was because his left eye was an implant.
He was about 1.78 meters tall and aged 18...
Now above his forehead... is what seemed like some dirt weed on the ground, black and burned with traces of red as well as traces of what's left of his sharp mohawk scrambled everywhere.
That's right, his hair was supposed to be one you'd find on a common thug in a game, a long and tall red mohawk. The previous Ax was so eager to make a name for himself that he styled his hair that way.
"Bruh, that's the hair of a mob."
Ax couldn't help but mutter at the body's previous assumptions. He went to the shower and fixed up his hair; eventually, his hair returned to normal, even the red coloring had disappeared and it was back to black.
Finally looking decent, he went to the armory room after changing, and the door opened and guns displayed on the wall appeared. As well as a few gadgets to the side and ammo.
Whenever they go on a mission issued directly by the gang, they can get the necessary equipment from the gang's warehouse themselves, which is why he was carrying nothing when he got back.
Pistols, shotguns, or "blasters," as they call them, and assault rifles, the "executioners," were displayed on the wall.
He sat down in the chair as he thought of something while looking at them; then something flashed before his eyes as he went underneath the table.
There were a couple of cases down there. He picked one especially...
It was a case about 40cm in length and 30 cm in width, and 20 cm thick, and he placed it on the desk. This was one of the brother's prized possessions.
Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.
He put in the security pin number, and it opened. A revolver-like pistol appeared with seven crystal-like bullets placed underneath. Its barrel was especially thick and was all black in color. The gun was more than 30cm in length.
He grabbed the revolver; it was thicker than what he knew back from earth, and he also grabbed the red, crystal-like bullets.
This wasn't an ordinary bullet. This was called a compact zapper crystal. if this was what he had earlier, he would have easily penetrated their shield and killed the driver, but aside from being able to pack a punch,
It was mostly used to deal with... well... monsters.
He couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the history of this world.
Long ago, humanity marveled at the discovery of beings from other dimensions. It was led by a certain scientist, one who is renowned for having doomed the world.
Naturally, the curiosity and arrogance of humans can't be underestimated, so they set up a way to contact them. Some thought they were about to meet God, while others were excited at the advancement of knowledge they could discover from these dimensions...
But instead, only destruction greeted them. An event, to what everyone called 'The rupture'... Happened...
As they made contact with the beings, opening a rift between their dimensions and humanity, the beings also turned their eyes on humanity—until they managed to make connections to this world and descended.
Now, outside this city, 327 years later, can only be described in one word...
Desolate.
And the beings—those monsters, variants as they called them—were now at the top of the food chain of the world.
He shook his head, putting aside the dangers of this world as he looked at the bullet in his hand.
In his eyes, a prompt appeared...
[Duplicate item?]
Seeing the prompt, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. This was one of the things he wanted to try so badly but held himself back because he knew how unusual it was...
"Yes." Muttering that, the prompt disappeared and a new word appeared.
[Scanning the item...]
A blue light scanned the object he was holding, but it only scanned the revolver he was holding in his hand.
[Item found. Duplicate item?]
Ax didn't answer as he put the revolver and bullet back in their place inside the case and tried to scan the entire case, but...
[Item too big]
A prompt just appeared, denying his hopes.
"How big should it be?"
Then he grabbed the revolver again and put the zapper bullets on them—five of them.
Then he scanned it...
[Item found. Duplicate item?]
"Do it" He didn't bother testing out how big an item was needed to be able to duplicate them, he needed to see the result first.
[Duplicating item... Please wait a moment...]
He thought he needed to wait a few minutes when
A small digital light appeared in the air in front of him; he didn't even have time to react as it immediately took the form of the revolver he was holding then...
Thud!
It fell onto the table...
He gawked at what just happened and immediately grabbed the newly-appeared revolver.
"Oh shit..."
Was the only words he could mutter while examining the revolver.