What Kind of Person Gets Reborn as a Spicy Gluten Strip? [Western Crossover]

To my dearest you By the time you read this... Your snake has been captured and put in a transparent container, where she's now neighbors with a gloomy, darkly dressed hunk across the way, clutching a ball! A little black room? [Snake scratches her head] No, it's worse than a little black room. I have to work here, too! But Snake can't waste her time here! My little brother King Kong is waiting for me in New York! First teleport, a pitch-black cave. Across from me is a blue-eyed hunk in a black bodysuit. The black cape in his hand looks like a sack he's about to pull over my head, then roll me up and make snake soup. Snake makes a run for it! Second teleport, the sand underfoot is scorching, the sun overhead is blinding, and the homeless man in front of me says he's from New York. Fine, I'll do a good deed for the day. Ignoring his caramel-colored eyes watering with pain, I pluck out his beard hairs, add them to the magic circle, and lock onto the exact location. New York, here I come! Third teleport, I've finally returned to modern civilization! The Nasdaq screen shows a full-body photo of New York's richest man. He has the same color eyes as the homeless man I brought back with me. Same eyes, different fate. I pat him on the shoulder and encourage him: "Protect the environment and keep the world at peace." Ignoring the confusion on his face, I greedily breathe in the free air, leave him with a heroic, stylish silhouette, and vanish on the spot. Third-person narration. A comeback project. [Mindless comedy] Ten thousand words of advance chapters before release. Personal headcanons + fanon + OOC all at once. Don't nitpick the details, I've already been traumatized. My spirits are low in real life, but bright while writing. A crossover of horror franchises, with New York and Gotham along for the ride. Let's see what happens when horror movies meet superheroes. Theme: Those with strong hearts are unstoppable