[center][i]Once, I told everyone in the gym in my dream...

[b]-Strongest In The Multiverse-[/b]

...They told me to get out.
That's why I don't train there anymore.[/i]
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Masaru Takahara - Yggdrasil Restaurant District[/b][/center]
Masaru was somewhat confused as he sat in the spacey-looking cafe, slowly chewing on the fat tuna sandwich he ordered. Normally he'd be scarfing it down to absorb all the protein as quickly as possible, but not now. Was this freaky space station in what didn't appear to be space as weird as Odio's realm? He wasn't sure. But at least nothing had tried to kill him yet. Back there, it seemed like the universe had emptied its garbage can of unfinished monsters and criminals on top of his head. But on the other hand, when he got sucked through the inexplicable portal here, he had to go through about fifteen layers of red tape before they'd let him in. Paperwork and him didn't get along, he thought, scowling to himself. Too many times, sticklers for paperwork were cowards who wished to take out their frustration on ordinary people.

He spied the various patrons of the cafe again. Nothing too special; as per usual, he'd been looking for challengers since he learned about the Multiverse from local law enforcement. He had been hoping he'd maybe meet some characters from his favourite fighting games, but instead, it seemed like everyone preferred hokey magic or fancy-shmancy gadgets to raw strength and skill. Different standards where they come from, perhaps.

But there were two people who caught his eye, leading to a pause in his tuna-scoffing. A fellow at a table just down from his. He was almost certainly Japanese from the looks of him, although with bleached hair and about half a Kimono attached to his clothes. And a wooden Bokutou, which at least was a weapon of skill. The man reminded him a little of Oboro-Maru, but it was unlikely they'd met. And not just because Oboro was a Ninja. Next to that guy was a little kid with black, beady eyes and a stripy shirt, looking around all twitchy-like. He looked slightly familiar... a character from a fighting game, even, but not one who used his fists...