𝐁𝐋 | 𝗖𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗆.

Callum has been banished from his world, and now he has to figure out how to cope in a place where nothing has to be seen with its universe. 𝗖𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝗯𝗈𝖽𝗅𝖾, is a monster hunter who fights for the good of his nation, an alternate universe where magic and advanced technology exist. Now he lay in a corner of the sidewalk, the rain pounding his wounds and clothes caked with blood and mud. The sound of cars, motorcycles, and bicycles was overwhelming. The lights and the commotion made him dizzy, and he didn't know what to do. Losing blood, with nothing and no one to turn to... how would he survive? And more importantly... what would be the consequences of this universe? A major fight, one might say. Nevan was up against one of his thousands of enemies, an excompañero who brought him to the real information false to his 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗎𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗓𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋. 𝖸 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗂 𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗈𝗌. 𝖵𝗈𝗅𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾, 𝗖𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝖾𝗇 𝗏𝗈𝗓 𝖻𝖺𝗃𝖺, 𝖺𝗎𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗂𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖺. And then, the drops were destroyed, a large and high shadow 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅 𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗈. 𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖺, 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖺 𝖺 𝗎𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗈, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖺 𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗎𝖺 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗌. "Do I lose something or what?" he growled rudely, looking at him with bewilderment and contempt. But putting aside the disrespect, the rain ceasing and falling over the umbrella had brought a warmth to his damp shoulders.