"What is this situlation? The special power of a Paramecia Devil Fruit eater, the power of illusion??"
The situation in front of me, it's not that everyone doesn't care, letting fate do its job, letting the mother and child be attacked by 4 thugs, but...
No one saw this happening!
But why did I see it?
Or is it because the soul in this body isn't Stephen, so it's not obscured by the special power of this world, allowing the perception with various senses.
That means the mother and child must not be ordinary people, and the muscular man holding a baseball bat each must not be an ordinary street thug.
Should I get involved in this incident?
If it were a normal person who took pictures and videos with a camera with high-tech equipment like a mobile phone, it would be enough to record evidence to report to the police, so that the security officers and the people can come and deal with it. But this... The camera couldn't record the images.
If I called to report it, the police went to the scene and didn't find the 4 criminals and the 2 victims of the crime the mother and child, as I claimed. Open the CCTV camera and see nothing but me standing here, looking towards the corner of the building where "no one" is. . .
Even though I have the position of consultant surgeon, with the honor of being a genius surgeon. . . I will probably be arrested and have my attitude adjusted by the officers that I should not make a false report, wasting the police's time and gas for traveling. It's not good, I might be arrested and have my mind consulted with a psychiatrist.
"Your hand is injured, damaged, your mind is hallucinating, seeing strange things until it causes chaos like this. You have to take a therapy course." A sentence like this must have been said by a psychiatrist.
Then. . . What should I do? Pretend not to know, pretend to pick up the phone to take a selfie of myself and walk to work at the hospital?
"When you stare into the abyss, the thing in the darkness will stare back at you and know that you are staring at it."
This sentence suddenly rang in my head. At the moment I was about to take a picture of myself and put my phone away, my eyes accidentally met the bright, innocent eyes that were slightly welling up with tears of the little child behind the protection of his mother. The one who was blocking him with shaking body from fear of the four muscular men
"bro bro…brother! Help us!!"
The shouting sounded like a close-range speaker that made my head ring, even though the distance between me and the child was 100 meters, making me certain that these six people were really not ordinary people.
"Hey, hey, no one can hear you even if you shout, kid!"
"People in this dimension will never know never sense our Existence who from another dimension, haha."
"Come on, hurry up and send ABX-257 over."
"No! I will not let this child be used as a battery!" The woman who I initially thought was my mother said a sentence that sounded weird because it wasn't her child, but this child. That means… not mother and child, right?
"But this child was created to be a battery from the beginning!"
"Whether our world will survive or not depends on this child!"
"Quickly give up and return to our dimension Before the connection is cut off, and your souls will drift to some unknown world !"
"If you don't hurry back, your body might have one or two kidneys torn out, Blue Rose"
"Even if I have to die, I won't let this child suffer any more!" The girl who was called Blue Rose spoke in a serious tone. I watched the situation unfold in front of me with increasing worry, because with every word she said, the image of the mother and child who were dressed like ordinary New Yorkers changed continuously. Like…
From contemporary outfits, this year's fashion gradually changed. They became pirate-era outfits, luxurious medieval noble outfits, or even fur outfits that looked like they came from prehistoric times.
The bodies of the four gangsters holding the baseball bats also changed. From thugs in leather jackets with spikes on their shoulders and jeans, they turned into shiny silver knight armor, before rusting and looking rotten rust in an instant, then into ancient warrior outfits with chainmail and gold helmets, and then back to brown cowboy-like leather outfits.
'Ahh... what is this? Am I dizzy, my eyes are blurry, or is this all an illusion?' I thought to myself, before trying to close my eyes, taking a deep breath, and exhaling slowly to feel my mind focus and become more conscious, before opening my eyes with the hope that the strangeness in front of me would disappear.
But what happened was... I was standing in the middle of Times Square in New York City, where there were no cars, no people, no living things, except for the four gangsters holding glowing blue baseball bats like lightsabers from STAR WARS, a famous space war movie universe in this world that Stephen had watched before.
As for their bodies, they remained still in their black suits, white ties with blue stripes. Written 4 strange characters from top to bottom that I can't read either. The funny thing is that their hair is a blue and white tomahawk, which doesn't match the neat outfit at all. And the strangest thing is that their hair is a meter high. I can only think that the reason their hair is straight, not tilted or has weight on their necks, causing their heads to fall is because of a special power.
They stood in a row, ready to run and attack me, who was standing 100-200 meters away from them. As for the mother and child, they were standing behind me. When I turned to look out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the mother, Blue Rose, was wearing a blue evening dress with a rose pattern that matched her name
But I couldn't see anything on her face. Not even her hair was visible because she wore a white hat that was so close to her body that I could see the outline of her face, her nose, and chin, but not her lips or ears. It made me feel goosebumps when I saw her move her arms to pull the child closer to her.
Not seeing the eyes, not seeing the face, it looked like a robot with human skin. In Stephen's memory, there was a horror movie about a mannequin, a robot like this.
But it was scarier than Blue Rose. It was a child called ABX-257 whose body definitely didn't look like a human being because his head was a mass of heat energy, like a small sun, but it was light blue, floating on his upper body, without a neck. It looked like a white iron armor with only a chest, his arms had only black round iron where the shoulders, elbows, and wrists should be, no flesh on the upper and lower arms.
The abdomen was empty, the waist was like the iron underwear that knights wear, black, the thighs and calves were missing, but the knees and feet were silver metal floating in a way that connected to the upper armor and the iron pants.
'What kind of situation did I get myself into?' I thought to myself worriedly. I couldn't escape because even though this place looked like Times Square, my instincts told me that it wasn't the real world. It was more like a world created by special powers.
"ROOM," I said softly, hoping that the Ope Ope power would return, but nothing happened. This made me smile nervously, sweat dripping down my forehead as I watched the four enemies point baseball bats at me and shouted in a very irritated voice.
"You! You don't have any magic power in your body. But how did you send us to this mirror dimension?"
"Let us out of here now."
"And send the two people behind you, then we will show mercy and let you go!!"