On top of a lonely hill rested a massive flying ship, silent against the night sky.
Standing at the edge of its open door was a man.
His name was Ken.
He stood with his hands relaxed at his sides, gazing at the moon and the endless sea of stars. The night was peaceful—almost too peaceful. But something else existed in the sky, something that did not belong there.
A portal.
It hovered far beyond the moon, faint but unmistakable.
Ken's eyes remained fixed on it as a voice message suddenly echoed from inside the ship.
"Ken, where the fuck is the ship?! It ain't yours, you bastard! It's the TEAM'S!!!"
The voice screamed through the mailbox system.
Ken didn't even turn around. He smirked slightly and ignored it.
Then—something moved.
Ken's expression shifted.
Something was coming out of the portal.
It had been a long time since anything had come through.
Without hesitation, Ken rushed into the cockpit and launched the ship. The engines roared as he sped toward the disturbance. As he closed the distance, his breath caught.
It wasn't debris.
It wasn't a weapon.
It was a person.
Ken slowed the ship and hid within the clouds, watching carefully.
The body was falling toward Earth… until it suddenly stopped midair.
Ken felt sweat form at his temples.
The man hovered there, blood covering his body. He wiped his face with his hand and muttered to himself.
"Where am I? …Where is that bastard?"
He looked up, noticing the portal.
"I see. I came through that."
Then his gaze drifted downward.
Below him lay an island filled with people.
"I see…"
He smiled as he said it.
Ken's instincts screamed at him. Something about this man felt wrong.
The stranger was muscular, clearly in his mid-forties, yet radiating unnatural strength. He wore alien clothing—nothing like anything on Earth. His body was battered, bloodied, as if he had just finished a brutal fight.
The man descended slowly toward the island, then abruptly shot back into outer space, moving so fast Ken almost lost sight of him.
From above, the man observed Earth.
Three identical planets floated close together.
"Three planets?" he muttered. "This might not be it."
He leaned closer, eyes narrowing.
"Wait… the other two are identical clones. The one in the middle is the real one. Hm. Intelligent.Let me kill some intelligent beings."
He reached out and grabbed a massive floating rock in space. With a flick of his arm, he hurled it straight toward the island below—and followed after it.
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On the island, people were partying, laughing, enjoying the night.
Someone pointed at the sky.
"Yo, is that some kind of 3D shit? That shit is dope!"
Another voice screamed.
"THAT'S A FUCKING METEOR—RUN!!!"
Panic exploded across the island as people scattered in every direction.
At the far edge of the island, a man slept peacefully in a fishing net tied between two trees, swinging gently like a hammock. A straw hat covered his face.
His name was Tommy.
He wore a Tommy Vercetti shirt and shorts, completely unbothered by the world.
The noise finally woke him.
Groggy, half-asleep, he lifted his head and noticed something massive hurtling toward him from the sky. His face showed no panic—only tired annoyance.
"Should've listened to mamma and stayed home," he muttered.
High above, the man who threw the rock hovered, watching calmly as it descended.
That was when Ken appeared behind him.
Ken wore a mask, white hair flowing beneath it. His outfit was sharp, clean, and precise. A white katana rested at his side.
Without turning around, the man spoke, eyes still fixed on the falling rock.
"You're gonna attack me without introducing yourself?"
He slowly turned to face Ken.
Ken replied calmly, "Oh, I see. So you introduce yourself by throwing meteoroids?"
The man smirked.
"You've got a nice ship. My name is Bandas Ceaser. I am the leader of the 184th Legion of The Unnamed. I hereby claim this pla—"
BOOM.
The rock smashed straight into him.
"WATCH WHERE YOU THROW SHIT, OLD MAN! "
Tommy hovered in midair, glaring.
Bandas halted the rock mid-impact and punched it into pieces.
"Oops" Tommy muttered.
Ken shouted, "Get inside the ship!"
Tommy hopped in, and the ship blasted forward at full speed.
Bandas matched their speed effortlessly and tore the ship almost in half.
Ken activated his floating shoes and landed lightly on a cloud.
Tommy cracked his knuckles.
"Don't worry, dude. I was just playing. I'm gonna send this old man back to the orphanage."
"Isn't it old-age Home or something?"asked Ken.
"Bring it on," Bandas replied.
Tommy vanished.
Thunder crackled as he moved at light speed. Bandas couldn't track him.
A lightning-charged punch slammed into Bandas, sending him crashing into the ground. The island shattered beneath the impact. Everyone had already evacuated.
Ken stared. "Dude, you just killed a senior citizen. You're gonna get arrested."
Ken shrugged. "I'm just playing. He deserved it."
Tommy exclaimed in relief."Yeah, right?"
Tommy landed beside Bandas.
"You shouldn't be doing shit like this when you're old, uncle. What if you crack a bone so something?"
Bandas struggled to stand.
"I'm at my limit… I lost all my strength fighting that bastard before I came here… wait—"
He pulled a small capsule from his pocket and swallowed it.
Tommy blinked. "Really, uncle? Assault and drugs—"
BOOM.
Bandas punched him straight into the sky.
"Damn," Tommy muttered while flying upward. "That's some drug…"
He passed Ken midair.
"Where you going, bro?" Ken asked.
"Mom called, man. Gotta go. YOU WRAP IT UP."
His voice faded into the clouds.
Ken turned—and Bandas was already there.
Bandas slammed the ship into Ken, smashing him into the ground. Ken coughed blood and stood slowly.
"Now you've done it."
He unsheathed his katana and swung.
Bandas dodged just in time. The island split in half.
Bandas sweated.He couldn't believe Ken's strength,he rushed Ken at full speed.
Ken vanished.
Bandas felt something behind him and barely dodged. Two of his fingers were severed.
"You are a crazy old man,aren't you?" Ken said.
Bandas stepped back.
Ken stood ready to finish it.
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Near the portal, Tommy slowed.
"That's a big-ass portal… wait, who the fuck is that guy?"
A figure burst through space and punched Tommy into nothingness.
The newcomer notices Bandas on the island,with raging and tearful in eyes he lands on the island and attacks Bandas relentlessly.
"WHAT DID THOSE POOR SOULS DO TO YOU, YOU BASTARD?!"
Bandas was on his last breath,he gasped for air,still the guy didn't stop punching.Before dying Bandas clicks on his watching sending some kind of signal.Even after killing Bandas, he kept punching the corpse.
"STOP!" Ken shouted. "He's dead!"
The man froze, shaking.
"Where… where am I? Who are you? You're one of them, aren't you?"
Ken lowered his blade.
"Calm down, space boy. I was about to kill him before you landed."
"I don't believe you!"
"Hey. Nobody's gonna hurt you here."
Ken looked into his eyes—saw innocence, fear.It reminded Ken of someone.
"My name's Ken. What's yours?"
"M-My name… it's… Belmort."
"That's long. I'll call you Bel."
"Yes… yes."
Suddenly—THUD.
Bel collapsed unconscious.
"Why the hell did you do that?!" Ken yelled.
"I thought he was gonna kill you," Cour replied.
"You can't just knock people out like that."
"Mayweather's angry. He wants you and the portal guy at HQ."
Ken sighed. "Pick him up and the dead world war veteran too."
"Where's our ship ?"cour asked.
"Oh the ship? it's fine don't worry about it." Ken lied with a straight believable face.
As they left, Ken asked, "Hey Cour, you see a guy with a really lame shirt?"
"No, but someone went flying toward the capital an hour ago."
"Yeah… never mind."