-c- that one while hidden away, it should shock the others long enough for me to get some good shots in…hopefully without creating too much attention on us.”

“How confident am I? In distracting them? Well, I could just waltz up to them and get their attention that way. And just pray to god they dont immediately tear off my head…I can live without an arm, but the head is important.”

he twirls the gun in his hand

“Granted, if you take out -c-

-c- their friends. But you’d have to be extremely lucky to pull that off.”

“…Soft targets…”

he looked down at the gun at his hand and back at the demons

“…Any chance we can divert their attention? Or…Hell, get the two meatheads to fight each other?

…….the eyes. Take out the eyes and they could potentially swipe the air in a reflect. They could end up slashing -c-

he watches the demons, muttering to himself

“…always bullying the smaller guy. If they’re anything like humans, the bigger guys probably aren’t too bright. Tough as hell. Bullets may not be able to pierce them. At least not easily.”

he looks over at the grocery store

“…Okay. Let’s move quietly.”

-c- complex than that but we have more pressing matters. Clearly. As for demons, I’m assuming these are not the ones we can simply talk to”

he followed her, scanning his environment

“Complicated situation involving alternate timelines, worlds shifting, and myself attempting to prevent the ones I loved from being…erased from existence. But instead I got trapped in limbo and when I got out? Wrong reality.”

he sighed

“It’s far more -c-

he nods

“…Seems like the logical move. As for magic? Not my forte. But if I had to guess? I’m assuming the demonic invasion has something to do with that. They’re…really annoying.”

“………….speaking of which, need to find my lab and get her back.

…….if my lab still exists.”

“Could have been worse. Could have burned off my flesh. I like my flesh. Most of it at least.”

-c- countless worlds in the multiverse. So after setting up a proper marker in the wasteland and analyzing whatever I still had from my old world before being sent to the wasteland, I created a rudimentary gateway. Only for it to burn off my clothes.”

“Not my first invasion. And definitely not my first run in with demons. Got a lot of history there.”

Toby takes the gun and examines it carefully

“…Smaller than what I’m used to. But it should help for now…

…thank you…

…name is Dr. Tobias Eugene Ryder.”

-c- clothing to be burnt away before I got pulled back. Hopefully I won’t get pulled back this time around.”

After entering the building, he grabbed whatever clothes he could find and got dressed

“…So. Someone opened the gates of Hell again?”

he turns around and nods

“Seems I finally came…home? Probably at a bad time. Just my luck too. Went from one post apocalyptic world to a hellish invasion.”

he looks down at himself before walking towards the nearest building

“…unfortunately, didn’t have much to work with. First test caused -c-

he lands back in a wasteland, his body still smoking

“……Okay. That was potentially stupid of me. Also learning that clothes burn up upon entry. Need to make mental note of that.”

he grabs a lab coat and returns to a nearby tent

“Back to the drawing board”