(AN: Just for fun I decided that the title of every chapter in this arc is going to be a fitting verse of various songs, it isn't that easy and sometimes I waste more time than needed, but well I wao do it. Have Fun!)

  Jayr POV - ??? Universe, ??? - ???

  After jumping through the Unigate, I feel the straer-like sistency of the gate on my skin for an instant, and the moment, my feet touch the ground and what greets me is the sight of empty open space with lively green grass under my feet and trees full of green leaves around me which immediately makes me realize that I'm in some kind of natural park, since I notice the presence of some structures like wooden bridges and gazebos even if now they look abandoned and in a state of disrepair.

  In addition, the immediate area is enveloped in a strange eerie silence marking the absence of any kind of life in my immediate surroundings, not even small animals or is.

  At the same time, as I step on the ground of this new Universe, the first thing I do is hold back my senses and presence as much as possible to avoid catg the attention of any possible supernatural overpowered and malicious beings that I'd like to have nothing to do with, especially if for a sadistic twist of fate I ended up in the Siverse or the always dreaded Cthulhu Mythos Universe.

  But the instant, I realize that my Spiral o is sealed within my body, unrespoo my will no matter how much I try, even my own Divinity and ic Awareness are sealed within me.

  This is something I had already experienced some years ago, to be more precise, when I first left my home universe to go to the Arifureta Universe in which my o, as a supernatural form of energy, was then sealed as in that universe where only Magid Teology is allowed.

  As soon as I ect what I'm feeling with that experience, I immediately realize what is happening and mutter, "I ended up in a "normal" universe... One pletely devoid of any supernatural power ic. A universe where everything be somewhat expined by sd logic."

  Shortly after realizing this, I let out a sigh of relief while thinking, 'Good! I just avoided the worst-case sario! Even if my Spiral o is sealed, I don't have to worry about any overpowered evil entity messing around with me. In addition, sihis is a "normal" universe, my natural physical body and abilities that I tirelessly honed and refined over the years are more than enough to give me an overwhelming advantage over everything else this world throw at me. Someoag me with a knife, a sword, or shootih a pistol or some other on? Good luck trying to pierce my skin that endure even a erminator suddenly appears to kill me? Simply rip off its head and throw it into the sun. A huge meteorite is about to destroy this p? Leave the p with a single jump and obliterate the meteorite with a casual punch. Aliens like Xenomophs or Yatuja? Just be careful about some of the more dangerous ons and simply rip them apart with my bare hands.'

  In addition, I 't help but grin while thinking about my trump cards in case something too dangerous for my natural body to face appears, 'And even if something that actually be a threat to me appears I always call out Cratergann, Galeon or the uo defend myself. However, without Spiral o both of them are quite limited as they 't bine, but evehey still work by c sor energy iicity and their armor is tough enough to endure basically everything short of something strong enough to obliterate multiple universes and such powerful teology is quite rare. In addition, I also simply transform into a full dragon to further increase my physical abilities sihat became a natural biological fun after I asded into Godhood and ihe Metamorphosis Magic Advent of the Divine Dragon Lord into my being. So I think I'm more than capable of dealing with just about anything this universe throw at me, the only exception is very likely the other Champion that was also sent to this universe for the Random Battle. Only he or she is likely going to be an actual threat...'

  While I'm thinking that, I suddenly notice the bountiful presence of a particur microscopic anism in the air that is actually trying to invade and i my body with each breath I take, not that they are successful as my blood still has its healing properties and is stantily eliminating everything that is sidered harmful.

  I usally ignore such things as the air of almost every universe is more or less filled with some harmful substances and anisms here and there.

  For example, there are harmful particles like elemental bck carbon, which is basically soot, votile anic carbon pounds, heavy metals, and ammonia that are released in the air through chemical reas such as burning fuels.

  There are also harmful materials like dioxin, asbestos, toluene, aals such as cadmium, mercury, , and lead pounds that are released into the air and water by various industries.

  Then there are natural biological pollutants such as mold, pollen, animal dander, dust mites, and cockroaches that may trigger breathing problems, allergic symptoms, or asthma attacks.

  Last but not least, there are also many airborne bacteria and viruses but those are usually the least ing ones, at least in open spaces like this one.

  Basically, unless one lives in a supernaturally protected enviroment like the Sanctuary or my Soulbouory that ensures "" air, it is iable to e in tant with such harmful substances in smaller ger quantities depending on how polluted the enviro one lives in.

  As said before I do not care too much about them as my body and immune system are s that even if I actually eat and drink nuclear waste I would still be perfectly fine ahy, well, except for the awful taste as I still remember the trauma that Nia's cooking caused to the members of the Dai-Gurren Brigade, they still get ill and start to puke at the simple idea of Nia cooking something.

  Anyway, the reason why I'm currently taking notice of these microscopic anisms trying to invade and i my body is because the air is basically overflowing with their presence.

  So I y eyes and take a deep breath before fog more on myself while making sure that my blood doesn't elimihem too fast to find out what these microscopic anisms are trying to do.

  Shortly after that, I sehat they are trying to quickly spread throughout the blood and trate in the tral nervous system moreover, I sehat while inside my body these microscopic anisms are als to multiply ihe healthy cells that they are iing making me realize that these microscopic anism are actually a virus instead of a bacteria that are single cells that survive on their own, inside or outside the body.

  Of course, before they actually do that, I stop restraining my Gold Blood which quickly moves to eliminate any traces of them within my body.

  Realizing that it is a virus I immediately start to narrow down the possible universes I could probably be at the moment and mutter, "If we are talking about a virus... well... There is Bck Bullet, The Walking Dead, The Last Ship, Resident Evil, See, I am Legend, High School of the Dead, The Stand, The Andromeda Strain, World War Z, Zombiend... Oh God! There are way too many movies, TV series, anime, manga, books, and so on about virus outbreaks! It's impossible to find the right one among them at the moment."

  Reag that clusion, I decide that the only way to find out where exactily am I is to simply leave this park and explore my surroundings.

  Having decided my immediate a, I simply pick a random dire and start to walk hoping to find anything that will help me identify this universe.

  The more I get away from the py arrival, the more my enhanced sense of smell picks up a certain particur strong odor in the air.

  A disgusting smell, one I became quite familiar with as I often smell it in both this and my previous lives because of my experience as a doctor and the many battles I went through, the smell of death.

  The smell that many dead human bodies release wheart deposing and start to release around 30 different chemical pounds and gases.

  The gases and pounds produced in a deposing body emit a distinct mix of odors that is particuarly disgusting for those not used to it.

  The best way I expin it is by saying that the smell of death is a mix of rotting flesh, a strong feces odor, a mustier, mothball-like smell, rotten eggs, rotting cabbage, and a foul, garlic-like odor, let's just say that it isn't something one would like to smell.

  This is one of the reasons why so many medical students vomit or even faint the first time they have to dissect a body, even more so if the body iion isn't so "fresh", which means 3 days old or more, or worse the ones in charge with serving the bodies didn't use enough formalin whose smell is also quite sm and ing but still leagues better than the inal smell produced by the deg bodies.

  This strong smell of deg flesh in addition to the omni-present virus in the air, and now the small and slowly shuffling sound in the distance, immediately makes one single word appear in my head, 'Zombie!'

  At the same time, as I tinue moving forward, I mutter, "This once more narrows down the possible universes. A universe where there are zombies that are the product of a virus... Well, there are still too many choices, but if I see a zombie running or doing other crazy shit, I'm pretty sure that I arrow it down to Resident Evil, World War Z, or maybe Zombiend... personally, I hope it is Zombiend, after all, it would be quite fun to see a Homer... and save Bill Murray from being, well Murrayed. Maybe even pull off a Zombie kill of the week."

  I casually walk out of the park and find myself in what looks like ay and abadoned suburban residential street with abandoned cars all over the road.

  Seeing this, I tio move forward hoping to find a hint or something else that will tell me where exactily am I while I tio pn my activities in this universe, "Talking about the Zombie kill of the week... if I'm not in the Zombiend Universe maybe I should introduce the cept to the people living here after all, a little bit of eai do wonders for the human psyche, especially if they are living in a harsh world full of zombies."

  But then I get more serious as I tio move through this desote street, "Anyway, fog ba the more important matters. After finding out where I am, I should probably try to help the possible survivors and try to do something about this virus while also searg for the other Champion. In fact, I could gather a lot of survivors together and use them to search for him or her with the excuse of gathering and helping many other survivors. After all, a Champion would surely be a lot more powerful and resorceful than the regur people even if they do not have access to their full capabilities like me which should make it quite easy to identify, even more so if he or she has some peculiar charateristics like my totally unbelievable dark blue anime hair that seems to defy gravity no matter what."

  At the same time, thinking about the survivor and the zombies I 't help but mentally pat myself on the back while thinking, ''Luckily I chose to wear some simple bck track pants with a pin, sleeveless blue shirt and pin bck running shoes. fy enough to move around, and I won't care too much if they get dirty with blood and guts..."

  Suddenly from the distance, my enhanced sense of hearing picks up the dull sound of somethiallic hitting someone shortly followed by aed young boy's voice as it yells, "Daddy, daddy! Daddy, I got this sumbitch. I'm gonna smack him dead."

  Shortly after that, I hear the sound of a gun firing one single shot and without hesitation, I quickly run toward the area where those sounds are inating from.

  Of course, I make sure to keep my speed trolled to be uhe supersonic level.

  After all, this is a "normal" universe, and running at that speed or more without using my Spiral o to tain its effects could easily cause massive damage to the surroundings.

  Despite that, I only take a couple of seds to reach my destination and ohere, I'm greeted with the sight of three somewhat familiar people in front of one of the houses, two of them are standing.

  One is an Afri-Ameri adult man in his early to mid-40s with bck eyes, very short almost shaved bck hair, and a few days old stubbles, he is wearing a blue shirt and brown pants, in addition, he is armed with a gun that is currently pointing at the third man

  The other one is an Afri-Ameri young body with curly bck hair and eyes, he should be 10 years old or so, he is wearing a t-shirt under an open red jacked and jeans, and he is also staring warily at the third man while he is holding a rusty garden shovel.

  The other one is also a man, but he is lying on the ground holding his head clearly in pain and wearing what is clearly a hospital gown and boxers.

  He is a Caucasian man in his mid-thirties, with messy dark brown hair and a clearly ed beard, and while his eyes are momentarely closed, I know for sure that he has clear blue eyes.

  Seeing those three familiar figures, I immediately reize them and finally realize where in the Omniverse I am and 't stop myself from muttering, "Fuck... Those are Man, his son, and Rick Freaking Grimes... I'm in the Walking Dead Universe!"

  Ihe man armed with the gun is Man Johe young body is his son, Duane Jones, and the man on the ground is Rick Grimes and all three of them have an appearahat clearly reminds me of the actors that portrayed them in the WalkiV series, Lennie James for Man, Adrian Kali Turner for Duane, and Andrew Lin for Rick.

  (Image Here - Man, Duane, Rick)

  Spoiler

  [colpse]While I'm momentarily stunned by the revetion that I'm in the Walking Dead Universe, Man tio point his gun at the ag Rid asks, "He said something? I thought I heard him say something."

  In response, Duane tio stare warily at Rick ready to attack him again if he makes any move, and says, "He called me Carl."

  Hearing that Man ents, "Son, you know they don't talk." but then he suddenly notices the bandage and with a guarded tone he calls Rick out and asks, "Hey, mister! What's that bandage for?"

  Still stunned by the blow he received to the head, Rick only weakly ask back, "W-What?" but uerred Man insists, "What kind of wound? You answer me, damn you! What's your wound?"

  Despite the fact that Man raised his voice Rick was too weako respond, after all, if I remember well, he woke up from a long a not too long ago, and shortly after that, he received a blow to his head there was no way he is in any shape to answer.

  Man unaware of his state starts to threaten Rick to force out an answer, "You tell me! Or I will kill you." but this is just too much for the weak Rick who quickly passes out.

  At this point, Man seems a little unsure of what to do, but in the end, he es to a decision and says, "We 't leave him here. Let's bring him inside and check that wound. But we still have to be careful, it is better if we tie him somewhere..."

  But just before Man pick Rick up, Duaices my presence as I'm sloroag the group and pointing at me he shouts, "Daddy! There is another one over there!"

  With quick reflexes, Man stares in my dire and points his gun at me, and in response, I calmly raise my hands to show them that I'm not armed and with a disarming smile, I cheerfully greet them, "Hello there! As you clearly see I'm alive and not one of them."

  Even if he rexes a little, Man is still wary enough to keep his gun trained on me as he asks, "Who are you? What do you want? Quick! Answer!"

  I stop a few meters away from them to give them an impression of security and calmly answer, "My name is Jayr Pucieet you. As for what I want, I simply want to help that guy over there with his wounds and very likely update him on what is happening in the world as from what I see from here, the guy just went through quite a bit..."

  Before I tinue, Duaerrupts me and asks, "How do you know that?" making me almost smirk while thinking, 'Smart kid...' before I calmly e up with an excuse using the knowledge of the TV Series, "Well, I've noticed him when he passed by the park over there. At first, I thought it was one of them who had escaped from the hospital but then I noticed that he was alive, even if clearly weakened, fused, and agitated. Because of that, I got worried and followed after him as he took an abandoned bike and rushed toward that house calling the names of what I think are his son and wife. I kept my distan case there was truly someone in the house, but once I saw him walk out of it distraught, I decided to give him some time tain his bearings and check the surroundings for any of those things. But then I suddenly heard your son calling for you followed by a gunshot and rushed over."

  Man still looks at me with clear doubt in his eyes as he asks, "That still sounds quite suspicious and farfetched... more importantly why would you gh so much trouble for a random stranger?"

  Hearing that question I tio calmly smile while replying, "The world may have ended but that doesn't ge the fact that at heart... I am a doctor. Whenever possible I still wish to help and save as many lives as possible."

  I notice that Mao still have some doubt, but before he ask or say anything else, I add, "I will tio answer all the questions you deem necessary, but before that, we have to quickly bring him inside and take care of his bandage and wound. More importantly, that gunshot for sure didn't attraly me, but even all those things in the surroundings who are surely heading here as we speak."

  Hearing that, Man remains in silence for a few moments before he lowers his gun and simply says, "Help me." then he adds in a threatening tone, "But if you make any funny moves, I'm going to kill you. Trust me, I'll do it!"

  In response, I simply smile before I swiftly move to help Man carry Riside the house they are occupying uhe watchful eyes of his son Duane.

  Onside the house, we carry Rick to one of the bedrooms aly lie his body on a bed.

  Immediately after that, Man started to tie Rick's arms to the bed's headboard st while I started to carefully remove the dirty bandage, ched the wound, and then apply a new bandage using what was avaiable in the house, I also take care of the blood that came out of his nose as result of Duane's attack.

  During the whole process, Ma his eyes trainined on me while Duane moved bad forth to search for ahe items I requested for treating Rick.

  At the same time, Man tio ask me questions like where I was from, what I was doing in this area, if I was alone or with a group, and so on.

  I answered holy to most of them, while to some others I kept it more vague, but when he asked me what kind of wound I think the one I was treating, I replied without aation that it was a gunshot wound and ohat was around three months old.

  I also add that from the state of his muscles, it is also clear that he was lying still on a bed for quite a long time which implies that Rick was likely in a state of a and may not know anything about what happened in the world.

  After some time, Man finally stops questioning me and lowers his guard a little as he likely realizes that I mean no harm to him and his son, and in respoo that, Duane also starts to rex a little bit more as I hear him and Ma over whatever Rick is some kind of criminal or not.

  While taking care of Rick's wound and bandage, and answering Man's question, time quickly passes and the night starts to fall, not that it be easily noticed as Man and Duane made sure to block all windows with everything they found to make sure that the zombies don't notice the lights, something quite stupid as the zombies are basically blind and find their prey thanks to enhanced senses of smell and hearing.

  Once I've done everything needed, I move toward a pstic basin full of water and use it to wash my hands while warning the father-son duo that Rick is also about to wake up.

  In respoo my words, both bee tense once again as Duane grabs a baseball bat while Man moves closer to the bed and as soon as he notices Rick waking up and taking a look at his surroundings he immediately says, "Got that bandage ged out by doc over there. It retty rank." before he again asks for firmation, "What was? The wound?"

  Rick stays silent for a few more seds before he simply answers with, "Gunshot."

  Hearing that, Man asks again clearly still not fully trusting me, "Gunshot? What else? Anything?"

  Rick fused and a little annoyed 't help but ask back, "Gunshot ain't enough?" making Man take a tougher stance, "Look, I ask and you answer. It's on courtesy, right? Did you get bit?"

  Clearly not uanding what Man truly wants to know, a fused Rick asks again, "Bit?" making Man insist as he leans closer to Rick, "Bit. Chewed. Maybe scratch? Anything like that." but Rick shakes his head and firms, "No, I got shot. Just shot. As far as I know."

  Hearing that Man sits on the bed and starts to move his hand toward Rick's forehead making him flind seeing that, Man says in a calm tone, "Hey… Just let me… "

  Man feels Rick's forehead paring his temperature to the one he felt before I actually started to treat him and ent, "Feels cooler now. Fever would have killed you by now."

  In response Rick decres, "I don't think I have one." making Man ent, "Be hard to miss."

  Shortly after saying that he pulls out a knife and shows it to Rick while saying, "Take a moment, eh? Look ho it is. You try anything… I will kill you with it, and don't you think I won't."

  Rick stays still and Man cuts him free and after doing that he walks toward the door and says, "e on up when you're able." before he turns to his son and adds, "e on."

  Man and his son leave the room leaving me aloh Rick as he touches his now free arms.

  Riotices my presend focuses his gaze on me, and in response, I show him a warm and f smile I as say, "Do not mind his somewhat extreme behaviour. The world has ged quite a bit iime you have been asleep. It is much more dangerous and ruthless pce than before where people are forced to take some very hard choices just to survive. But despite that, there are still good men like Man out there. If it was someone else in his shoes he would have likely left you there to die or even used you as bait to save himself."

  After saying that I walk out of the room and say, "For now don't think about that a some more... When you feel ready joins us and we will catch you up on what is happening."

  Odyin