In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicles

Mark originally had a family that was not rich, but happy enough.

Although he is a mutant, and the lowest level mutant with major flaws.

But his family did not discriminate against and exclude him like most people in Ugly Country did. Instead, they cared about, loved and took care of him.

He is very happy in such a family.

only……

Happiness is short-lived.

Since he is called a gangster, what he does is naturally not authentic.

After coming to Mark's house last time and easily getting a sum of money, these gangsters came to Mark's house again.

This time he continued to pull out his gun and asked for money.

Mark's family was afraid but still took out their savings.

They thought that this way the other party would leave like last time.

It's a pity that people's desires are endless.

After getting the money this time, the group focused on Mark's sister.

Conflict is inevitable, and later, maybe the gun went off, or maybe it was fired intentionally.

In short, when Mark reacted, the house was in a mess and his family members fell in a pool of blood...

Of course, he got shot too.

However, at this time, he had not shown any of his mutant abilities, and the ability to turn him into an insect chrysalis saved his life.

He was shot three times in the head, the bullets penetrating his skin, but that was all.

The bullet did not completely penetrate his body, but was blocked.

Although he looked like he was bleeding profusely, he was not seriously injured.

But, what can this ability do?

It can only save his life.

His family members had all fallen to the ground.

His spirit collapsed instantly, and then the desire for revenge filled his brain.

And at this moment, he remembered a place...

A place that people in Devil City talk about with extreme dismay...

That bookstore...

Just where he needed to be, so here he was...

His legs were closed together, exuding a fluid texture.

If it were in the past, he would definitely not want his peculiar lower body to be exposed, but now...

He doesn't care anymore.

The clothes on his body gradually became tattered as he crawled, and then one time when he climbed up the stairs, his lower trouser legs were torn.

During one crawl, his shirt got caught on a raised road stone and was damaged.

But he doesn't care.

Fortunately, his mutant ability makes him unable to move easily, but his defense is very high.

Even though his body rubbed against the ground for so long, he still only suffered minor injuries.

However, he had been crawling for two hours, but he was still only halfway to the bookstore, which he could usually reach in less than ten minutes by his family's car.

Today's night is very strange. Although there are usually few people in Devil City at night, it is absolutely impossible to be as silent and quiet as today.

Mark didn't think about anything else. Now he only had one goal, to crawl to that bookstore...

Not far away, many passers-by were already watching.

But because it was far away, Mark couldn't see it.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please don't get close to that strong-minded man." A strong man wearing sunglasses stretched out a hand to stop many people who wanted to join in the fun or help Mark.

"What's wrong with him? Is his leg disabled?"

"Oh wait! His legs are connected together! He's a mutant!" one person exclaimed.

Then he discovered that the people around him did not change their expressions because of his exclamation.

"Hey! Didn't you see? That man is a mutant!" The man pointed at Mark who was struggling to climb the stairs in the distance. "He must have been kicked out by his family, damn mutant! He deserves to be... …”

Just as he was speaking, he found a shadow appearing in front of him. Looking at the strong man standing in front of him, he swallowed his saliva, but still had the courage to speak: "Hey, listen, I don't know how you guys are doing this. I think so, but that person is a mutant, we have to find a way to get him out, out of this city..."

In his opinion, after he said this, he would definitely be recognized by the people around him.

However he was disappointed.

The people around him had no reaction to his words.

While he was wondering, the strong man in sunglasses in front of him said: "If you want to drive that man out of the Devil City, you can do whatever you want, as long as you have the ability.

Devil City never forces people to do anything. "

The man was immediately dissatisfied: "Hey! But you can't expect me to drive him away alone! He is a mutant! We should work together..."

At this time, a lady in her twenties next to her was dissatisfied: "Shut up, you damn idiot! Don't replace all of us with your damn brain without any IQ! Why should we listen to you? You have What qualifies you to replace all of us?”

Others nodded at the same time, but at this time a strong black man looked at this man with his arms crossed: "If you want me to help you, yes, give me money."

The man looked in disbelief: "Hey! Do you, you guys, do you want to live in the same city as a damn mutant?"

"How long have you been in Devil City?" A person on the side asked calmly.

"Walt? Oh, I've been here for more than a month. I run a coffee shop on East Third Street. I came here today because I wanted to visit a bookstore in the center of Devil City."

"Oh, I probably know that you were tricked by someone local or someone who came to Devil City earlier than you."

"why?"

"Because if you stay for a while, you will know..." The black guy grinned, and a shadow appeared on his face, "In this city, mutants are just a group of ordinary people... "

The man's eyes widened and his hands and feet began to tremble.

At this time, everyone else around him looked over.

"Ha, it seems that instead of looking at that guy crawling on the ground, it would be more fun to have a newbie here." The lady who just scolded him also laughed, with a silver horse face showing on her face, "Moreover, He was actually a newbie who was deceived into looking for that store manager."

"You, you..." The man collapsed to the ground in fear, "You are all monsters!!!"

"Huh..." A sound of wind blew by, and several figures beside the man transformed into monsters and were slowly approaching the man.

"Okay, stop playing around. If you really scare him out of trouble, be careful about the court summons." The strong man in sunglasses curled his lips and said.

Seeing this, other people could only give up their scary plans.

While the man breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the people around him, and his heart was filled with fear: "Is it possible that you, all of you are..."

An older middle-aged man on the side sighed: "No, we are ordinary people and have not turned into monsters.

The reason why they became monsters...

Do you see that man crawling on the ground? "

The man swallowed his saliva and looked at the man who was still struggling to crawl in the rainy night.

"They once fell into despair just like that man, and then...went to that bookstore." The middle-aged uncle said this and looked at the man:

"That's why we're here, because when a person is in despair and wants to go to that bookstore to find hope, no one is going to interfere with his affairs.

And when you make a choice, you are responsible for the consequences.

This...is the Devil City.

Mutant?

There is no difference from ordinary people here.

Because...this is the devil's city.

devil city. "