I shuddered as I felt the floor beneath me twist and streach in ways a mortal mind couldn't comprehend, it atleast proved on some level that I wasn't dreaming this whole thing up.
I had woken up to find myself sitting at the old table in my late mom's place that had been sold after she had passed, across from me I saw a being of such incomprehensibility that I forgot what they looked like as soon as I stopped looking at them.
They had given me an offer, they would take a copy of my memories in their entirety and I would get another chance at life. I had obviously been skeptical that such an obviously eldritch monster would have any need of my memories and if they did that It would be a bad things for them to get it.
But surprisingly they had been happy to explain their reasoning as to why, this being had found our universe not long ago and was fascinated at our ability to seemingly access other planes of existence when dreaming. So after making a deal with the being in charge of our universe (I didn't want to know so I didn't ask who it was) it had gotten permission to offer deals like this to the recently dead.
After It's explanation I had been reluctantly persuaded to accept the deal with a condition added on, I wanted to be reborn in one of the fictional worlds I had loved in life (I made sure to make sure it knew I didn't want to go to Warhammer or anything else as death worldy) with a boon.
It had agreed and as I couldn't decide myself it had rolled a dice and picked one at random from my memory, for the boon I had asked for the powers of all the tinkers from worm but unblackboxed when I wished.
It had accepted and with a signature on a gold parchment I found the room twisting and streaching as I was placed into my new home.
Line break
I groaned as I held my head from the sudden influx of knowledge and pain as I my skull get tighter before it quickly subsided and I was able to focus on my surroundings while silently cursing myself requesting to not have a Shard.
I looked up at my surroundings and noticed that I was now in a back alley of some kind littered with trash and other unmentionables I hurriedly punched my nose as I was assaulted by the smell of trash and rot from all around me.
I used the wall beside me to stay upright as I walked my way to the mouth of the alley and look out to see if I could find anything recognisable, and sure enough as I looked up at the skyline of the city I found myself in I was able to see a very familiar tower.
"Arasaka" I grumbled under my breath as I looked up at the massive black tower with the company name plastered on the top.
I took a moment to calm myself and instead of freaking out I decided to see if the being had followed through on it side of the deal.
Just thinking of the powers opened the floodgates I hadn't noticed and I was quickly engolfed on a flood of information and ideas for all sorts of tech.
I used every part of my willpower to hold back the urge to tinker as I knew this wasn't a safe space, luckily enough it would seem that the bring had given me something to help my settle into my new life and from my pocket I pulled a small note from my 'uncle' Viktor Vektor my mom's brother.
When I turned the note over I found a arrow pointing behind me and when I turned there he was the only doctor in night city worth his degree, Viktor Vektor the ripperdoc of Jackie Welles and V.
I pushed the note back into my pocket after I saw the arrow fade into nothingness as soon as I saw vik and started walking over to the man.
"Viktor" I offer my hand to the man who easily accepts the hand shake.
"Vinny, my boy. How have you been" i stumble slightly when he pulls me into a hug out of nowhere but I return it easily enough.
"I'm been ok" from what little bleed over has happened so far from this version of me, my mom had died about a year ago and Viktor had only just gotten notices and had immediately used quite a bit of effort to get into contact with me.
It found out about me living in an orphanage as I was still technically underage and had been happy to take me off their hands as my official guardian (the social workers hadn't bothered checking for next of kin).
He'd personally payed for me to be flown in from Mississippi all the way here to night city for some unknown reason? (Why here even if he lives here it's no place to bring anybody for any reason).
"Good to hear" he steps back and gives me a once over that if I didn't know? Him would make me think her was glaring at me.
"You've gotten much bigger since I've seen you kid" I sigh at the lame joke (he last saw me almost 12 years ago).
"Can we just get going, I'm super tired and just want some proper rest" I mumble as I feel the exhaustion of everything that has happened to me so far all hit me at once.
He looks a bit concerned for a second before nodding and turning to his car, "hop in, we'll get going now kiddo" I nod to him and climb into the back seat of his hatchback that I don't recognise.
It's not even a full 10 minutes after getting into the car that I fall asleep with a quite "sleep well" being the last thing I hear.