Adam Thompson tumbled onto a dense, jungle-like terrain, the air thick with humidity and the sharp tang of unfamiliar flora. Trees stretched impossibly tall, birds squawked in exaggerated alarm, and somewhere in the distance, a low, guttural roar shook the ground.
Ah… a world built for hunters and monsters. Weapons, brute strength, stamina… perfect for performance.
He adjusted his coat, dusted off his boots, and stretched dramatically. Magic… optional. Physical chaos… mandatory.
A Rathalos swooped overhead, wings beating like a drumline of doom. Adam tilted his head. Flying… dangerous… but predictable.
The dragon unleashed fire. Adam sidestepped lazily, landing with a roll that sent a conveniently placed boulder tumbling toward it. The Rathalos screeched as it dodged, flapping into a tree and accidentally dislodging a nest of explosive-egg Wyverns.
Perfect chain reaction.
Nearby, a pack of Jagras scuttled toward him, teeth gnashing. Adam flicked a finger. One Jagras tripped over a root. Another was nudged by a rolling log. The last performed a chaotic flip over a boulder before landing neatly in a pile of its stunned companions.
"STOP! STOP!" the Jagras screeched. …Or would have, if it could speak.
Adam yawned dramatically. Entertainment… fully activated.
A hunter appeared from the underbrush, bow at the ready. "Hey! That's… that's not how you fight monsters!"
Adam waved lazily. The hunter's arrows ricocheted harmlessly as a boulder Adam had flicked earlier tumbled past, toppling a patch of slimes and making them bounce like popcorn.
Kratos's cameo from another world flashed briefly in Adam's memory. Efficiency… optional. Fun… mandatory.
Adam crouched, gripping a massive greatsword he'd pulled from nearby underbrush. Physical attack… pure and simple. He swung. The blade connected with a Gajau. The impact sent the fish wyvern spinning through the air like a spinning top, landing atop a boulder, confused but unharmed.
Nearby, a Barroth charged. Adam sidestepped with casual grace. The massive creature collided with a fallen log, launching mud clods like improvised projectiles. Artistry… in chaos.
A Hunter shouted, "You're… you're wrecking the ecosystem!"
Adam twirled, planting his greatsword in the ground. He vaulted into the air, kicking off a tree trunk like a springboard. His boot connected with a Pukei-Pukei, sending it careening into a mud pool, sliding dramatically while screeching.
Exactly.
Rathalos roared again from above. Adam readied himself. A branch snapped underfoot. He spun, using momentum to launch himself into a cartwheel, kicking a boulder midair toward the Rathalos. It flapped, narrowly dodging… into a patch of Anjanath, which leapt in panic and accidentally toppled into a rock formation.
The resulting chaos was a ballet of monsters colliding, flipping, and screeching—none harmed beyond minor embarrassment.
Adam landed, brushing leaves off his coat. Physical prowess… absolute. Performance… spectacular.
Nearby, a group of hunters tried to coordinate a trap. Adam sighed, flicked a finger, and the trap malfunctioned spectacularly. Netting swung wildly, snares launched themselves into the sky, and a large Kulu-Ya-Ku accidentally caught a Jagras in its own snare.
"NO! THIS ISN'T—" a hunter shouted, but Adam waved lazily. Exactly.
He sprinted toward a Brachydios, dodging explosive slime globs with elegant rolls. The monster charged. Adam waited, timing a leap perfectly. He somersaulted over the Brachydios, delivering a well-placed kick to its head. The impact sent it tumbling into a tree, which leaned just enough to dislodge a boulder… landing on its own tail.
Chain reaction… perfect.
Adam crouched, surveying the battlefield. A group of Rathians took flight, screeching, while Barroth and Anjanath collided in a spectacular mud explosion. Tiny monsters scattered like confetti. Even the hunters were left clinging to trees and rocks for dear life.
Entertainment… maximum.
A Great Jagras lunged from underbrush. Adam spun, delivering a running kick to its jaw. The impact sent it tumbling into a Rathian's tail, which reacted by flipping midair and landing atop a pile of frightened Jagras. Exactly.
Adam adjusted his coat dramatically. Physical attack… efficient. Chaos… absolute.
Nearby, a Hunter tried to mount an Anjanath. Adam twirled, swinging his greatsword in a wide arc. The monster jumped in surprise, tossing the hunter midair. The hunter landed safely on a nearby boulder, dazed but unharmed. Adam gave a small shrug. Performance… optional. Spectacle… required.
A roar echoed across the jungle. A Diablos burrowed underground. Adam planted a boot, leapt, and slammed his fist into the dirt. The resulting shockwave sent the Diablos skidding across the plains, colliding with rocks and toppling smaller monsters.
Kratos's voice echoed faintly in Adam's mind. Chaos… amplified.
Adam sprinted through the battlefield, leaving behind rolling boulders, toppled monsters, and very confused hunters. He flipped midair, delivering a well-timed kick to a Kulu-Ya-Ku that had been chasing him. It tumbled into a patch of Mud Pods, accidentally exploding a shower of mud onto three Rathians.
"WHAT—" the Rathians screeched.
Exactly.
Adam landed on a high cliff, surveying the chaotic landscape. Monsters scrambled, hunters flailed, and the jungle itself seemed to twist in response to his presence. He took a sip of his coffee midair. A small phoenix perched on the rim, flapping dramatically. Fuel… essential for optimal performance.
A towering Elder Dragon appeared, wings spreading like storm clouds. Adam grinned. Physical attack… still the only method required.
He sprinted, leapt, and launched himself at the dragon's wing. Kick, twist, flip—the Elder Dragon tumbled midair, screeching, and landed into a conveniently placed mud pool. Adam landed gracefully atop a rock, swirling his coat, surveying the scene.
Monster Hunter World… transformed. Chaos… absolute. Physical prowess… unmatched. Performance… perfect.
Hunters shouted, monsters screeched, and the jungle shook with rolling, flipping, tumbling chaos. Adam adjusted his coat and took another sip of coffee. The stage… perfect. The spectacle… unparalleled. And yet… there is more chaos to orchestrate.