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LOTA CH2 — Disoriented Start

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「 Oh, dear Renald… How could this happen to you… 」

It is at this moment, I hear a mysterious female voice. The voice sounds quite soothing, yet sobbings could be heard through the suppressed sound of hiccups. I couldn’t really hear what she’s saying but it is as if it’s directed towards me, desperately calling me. Why am I hearing a woman’s voice? Unconsciously, I open my eyes. The scene which greets me was out of place.

Upon waking, I found myself burrowed in a soft, warm sheet. The roof is made with what seems to be fancy marble common in luxurious residences. The freshness of the air, which contrasts with the once sour air, forces me to fully awake as I start to raise my body. On the left side of the bed, a woman with what seems to be in her mid-30s is looking at me with her watery eyes; tears flowing down her otherwise beautiful cheek.

「 Bless the goddess Maria! You are awake! 」

In a flash, her arms wrap around my shoulder as she pulls me closer. Her warmth feels comfortable yet unfamiliar.

「 When the maid carried you over to your bed, and the butler Drake told me you fell off a tree; I became so worried. 」

She tightens her hug and sobs even louder. Who is this woman? Where am I? Why is she hugging me? How is it possible I’m still able to breathe and think?! When seconds before, the excruciating tight pain surrounded my neck was the only thing I could think of. Now, a crying stranger is hugging me as if I’m her most loved one.

「 Who… Who are you…? W-where am I? 」

She stops tightening her arms as she pulls away.

「 Oh dear goddess, a-are you okay my baby? 」

I stare into her eyes, tears still dripping on her cheek. Oh god, why is she crying? Is she crying over my failed suicide attempt? But why is she calling me her baby?!

Silence remains, with only her sobbing echoing through the room. Perhaps, from sensing my clueless expression, she tries to breathe in more in the midst of her hiccups.

「 It’s me Renald, your mother. How could you even forget your own mother?! Oh, dear goddess are you really okay?! 」

What the heck, who’s Renald? My name is Yoshinobu Ryo. What’s going on?! Am I dreaming? Am I in another person’s body?

「 I can’t believe this. I’m so sorry but I-I… 」

She jumps away from me and with her hands lifting her skirt, she runs away.

BAAMM!!

The door shut closed. With the sound of the sharp steps fading away.

What happens with my suicide attempt? How am I still alive? And she’s my mother? Did she mistake me for his son, Renald? I need to figure out where exactly I am.

I get off the bed as I plant my foot on the floor, I noticed it is covered with smooth carpet. I stood up and felt my body composition feeling weird and unfamiliar; as if I became much smaller. Noticing there’s something wrong with my body, I worriedly looked through a mirror near the bed encased in an artistically carved wooden frame. The reflection it gave to me is a young teenage boy with an innocent babyface. Short blue hair with black eyes.

This can’t be… I-I can’t believe this. No, I refuse to believe this.

I shove my hands all over my body as I looked into the mirror. My movement and senses were aligned perfectly with the reflection.

Unless this mirror is broken, the only assumption I could think of is that I really did move to another person’s body. And that person was that woman’s child, Renald. Which is now gone, somehow replaced by me.

Fuck… Wasn’t I supposed to be dead?! Hanging by the rope or buried down in a coffin with my family crying over my suicide?! How the hell did I somehow possess a child’s body?! Not only that, what’s with this weird blue hair?!

Is this some kind of a sick joke from God?! After all the things I did to commit suicide, God wants me to continue my suffering?! Why the hell did I try so hard to kill myself then?! Just let me die already, goddammit.

So, hell or heaven doesn’t exist? Only reincarnation?! But how the fuck did I reincarnate to a boy?! Why do I still have memories from my past life?! Didn’t the Buddhists believe in complete reincarnation?! Ahhh…. I wish somebody would just explain what the hell is going on!

 

Craack…

 

The door behind me opens with its hinges letting out a small but noticeable squeaky noise, forcing me to stop my thoughts.

「 Renald-sama. It seems that you’ve awakened already. 」

I turn my back and see a man wearing a black suit like a typical butler, bowing fully. His hair and his trimmed beard were white. His black eyes were rather sharp, but what I feel is respect and a gentle attitude towards me.

「 Excuse me, but w-who are you…? It looks like I’ve lost my… my m-memories… 」

I tell him deliberately that I have forgotten my memories. I can’t let them know that the child they used to know is instead replaced with a stranger.

「 Indeed… Looks like Lady Heva-sama’s concern was true. 」

「 Lady Heva-sama… Is she… Is she my mother? 」

「 Heva Alderhide, the wife of the great Earl Falben Alderhide. Please don’t call her Lady Heva-sama. She’s your mother and should be treated like that. 」

That woman is my mother? And her husband or ‘my father’ is an Earl? Am I in the middle age time period?

「 I’m butler Drake, assigned by your father Earl Falben Alderhide to take great care of you and Lady Heva-sama.

「 I know everything is confusing for you right now. I’ve already dispatched the maids to prepare a carriage. Now, let’s go to the carriage, Renald-sama. 」

He extended his hands towards me and so I held it as we walk out of the room. I have no idea where we are going, but I need to follow along to not raise any suspicion.

Shortly afterward, we got outside the building we were in before. As we walk, I saw a heavily decorated carriage with the most noticeable sign is a roaring lion. And besides the carriage, there are two women wearing black and white clothing — the very image of a maid.

Butler Drake opened the door and offered his hand again to help me get into the carriage. I reached it and leaped my body to the carriage.

「 Go to Saint Brastow Cathedral. 」

「 Yes sir. 」

The butler then went inside the carriage, sitting across me.

 

HIYAA! Followed by a crack; The horse neighs as the carriage starts to move.

 

「 We are going to Saint Brastow Cathedral, Renald-sama. Hopefully, the priest’s blessing will help you recover your memories. Do you have any questions while we are on our way, Renald-sama? 」

Strange, I thought. Why go to a priest instead of a doctor to recover my memories? From the looks of it, perhaps I went back to history, where scientific thinking is still a foreign concept. The usage of carriage and horses further proves this. At this point, I just hope the priest won’t think of me as a demon possessing someone’s child.

「 My name is R-ronald… Is… that correct? 」

「 Your name is Renald Alderhide. Please remember your name, Renald-sama. 」

「 Where am I…? By that, I mean… the city or the place we are currently in. 」

「 We are in the Kingdom Veinard, Count of Alderhide, in the City of Quondartz. You really did forget your memory and even who you are, Renald-Sama. 」

What?! Kingdom Veinard?! I’ve never heard about that kingdom before. And I’ve studied a bit of history back in my first year of college. Where exactly am I?! Not only that, Count Alderhide? According to the middle age time period, then that means I’m in a noble family.

「 I’m sorry… How was I before I lost my memory? 」

「 You used to be a very energetic kid, simple-minded and short-tempered. Instead of studying, you loved to explore the countryside and play around with your friends, who I believe are commoners. I remember there was a time when Lady Heva-sama shouted angrily to you because you skipped studying in favor of spending your time exploring the city.

「 You only started studying until your mother agreed to give you sweets if you pass her test. A stark contrast to you right now, who I observed to be quite mature and relax-mannered. 」

「 Seeing how you were able to tell how different I am from myself in the past… How can you still be calm about this, unlike my mother? 」

「 As a butler of the Alderhide family, it is my duty and responsibility to stay calm regardless of the situation. Although this might offend Lady Heva-sama, I find you right now to be much better than before. Very fitting to bear the name of Alderhide. 」

「 This reminds me. Am I a noble…? 」

「 Yes, you are. You are the son of the great Earl Falben Alderhide. 」

「 Do I… have… any siblings? 」

「 Yes. You are the youngest with three older brothers and two older sisters. 」

Oh great, looks like I’m in the era where feudalism and nobility still exist. With five older siblings, my chances of inheriting the land, and wealth that goes along with it are very minuscule. But then again, it’s not like it matters right now anyway if I can’t figure out what exactly is going on.

「 How about… my… my mother? Is she fine? 」

「 Lady Heva-sama is still grieving about your lost memory — fearing the worst. I consoled her and suggested she let me check you in with the priest. 」

Not knowing what other topics to talk about, I lean my head to see the view outside the carriage window. Rows of houses and small buildings could be seen next to each other to form a straight line. In those buildings, there are numerous shops, from shops that sell fancy clothing, to a small open market with creative sign illustration.

Along with it, I could see all sorts of people walking around. Showcasing the livelihood and the city’s vibrant. This whole thing reminds me of the European early renaissance era aesthetics. Yet, everything is too pristine for this time period and paved stone roads seem to be quite common here. So even if the building’s aesthetics resemble early renaissance architecture, I can’t confidently say that I’m in the same time period. It just begs the question of where and when exactly am I.

「 Have you remembered anything about this city, Renald-sama? 」

「 Huh? Oh sadly, no. But I must say… this is a beautiful and lively city. 」

「 It is. Thanks to your eldest brother, Elric-sama, for clearing the forest southwest of the city out of wolves and beasts; merchants have an easier time coming to the city to trade. Thus, boosting the city’s economy. And also… 」

While listening to him talking, I realize there is something strange… Why are there a few people with horns and tails among the crowds?!

Is there some kind of Halloween festival going on? But I’m very sure people back then didn’t try to imitate devils or other weird creatures. Or perhaps this is another way for them to commemorate the festival of death, which is what is known as Halloween back then.

「 By the way… How could those people have horns and tails on them? 」

「 Oh dear goddess… You even don’t know that? 」

Who’s goddess are you talking about?!

「 So… are you going to explain or not…? 」

「 Oh yes… I’m terribly sorry for my rudeness, Renald-sama. Anyway, those people with thick pitch black horns are Rengda. While the one with horns but also has a tail is dragonkin. I hope that answers your question, Renald-sama. 」

What?! Dragonkin and Rengda?! Where exactly am I?! Oh dear god, the more I ask, the more questions I got in return.

While I was thinking about what sort of place I’m in with these weird people, the carriage stops and the door opens.

「 Excuse me, my Lord, we have arrived at the Saint Brastow Cathedral. 」

Outside, there’s a man who helmed the horses bowing deeply.

「 Let’s go, Renald-sama. 」

「 Okay. 」

And so I exited the carriage. The cathedral in front awes me with its humongous structure and its usage of what seems to be silvery marble. On the cathedral, lies numerous nine-sided stars, enneagram stars. Strange, it should’ve been a cross normally. There’s a religion with a deep emphasis on this kind of star?

With the accompaniment of butler Drake, we go inside the cathedral. The inside was rather dark with several streaks of light shining from the windows of the roof to illuminate the inside, giving off a serene atmosphere. Several people could be seen sitting in the rows of benches with their heads down and their hands joined flat together; others, in contrast, are standing up with their heads up and their arms open. Hushed whispers filling this place.

In the midst of praying, a single person stood out the most. A shaved old man wearing a white robe. The front of the robe has an enneagram star emblem on it. In his left hand is a white wooden staff, with another enneagram star emblem on the tip.

With so many occurrences of enneagram stars around here, it must have a big meaning in this religion. However, throughout my study, there was no mention of religion with a deep emphasis on this emblem. Great, another key element that I don’t know which would have hinted to me on what time period I’m in.

「 Excuse me, priest. I implore you to check the son of Alderhide with Her goddess, Maria’s blessings. He fell off a tree and went unconscious, as soon as he woke up, he could not recall any memories. 」

「 Oh dear goddess, that sounds terrible… Come closer to me, my child. This goddess servant will impart Maria’s blessings onto you. 」

I come closer to the priest. Hoping, whatever happens, will not result in anything unsavory. At first, I thought he would only say some prayers or make me partake in some strange religious ritual. But instead, he makes unseen-before hand gestures as he says:

「 Wrap thee in cotton…
Bind thee in love…
Protection from pain and all things evil…
Impart thee with Maria’s Blessing;
『 Sanitatem 』」

Circled runes with complex symbols and patterns sprung out of his hand as lights flickered around towards me. As amazed I was, I just stood frozenly. My eyes focused on this never-seen phenomenon. When all of the lights are fully dispersed, I can feel much more calm and peaceful. All of my wandering thoughts seem to vanish instantly.

「 Now, my child. Have you remembered your memories? 」

「 I don’t really feel any difference… other than me feeling calm and peaceful. And I certainly don’t remember any memories… 」

「 That’s odd… But then there’s nothing more this goddess servant could do… Perhaps, this is what our goddess, Maria, intended from the beginning. 」

「 Priest, Please… 」

At this moment, I wasn’t paying attention to any of the conversations between the priest and butler Drake. All the weird and different things that I’ve experienced so far made me come up with a revelation. That, perhaps, I’ve unknowingly transmigrated to a whole new different world…

 

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Chapter 1 – The Sword and the Woman.

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Under a dark, dreary sky, the light crept from beyond the dark cloud that covered the sky.

One ray of light sneaked across the dark trees and fell on the boy lay on the shining blue glass.

He stared towards the dull, cloudy sky – the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy raised his hand as if trying to stop the few rays of light from falling on his face.

“So the legend was true…” He muttered.

The boy raised his body, sitting up – his smooth spiky black hairs shook as he stood up. His red eyes stared down at his body – there was just one piece of clothing covering his body, an old cloak black cloak with a few holes in it.

He randomly chose a direction and started walking; the boy wasn’t sure how long he walked. He walked a while before reaching the edge of the forest – stepping out of it, his red eyes fell on burning lights in the distance.

The boy walked towards the light, reaching a village. The village had few arrows and rusty weapons lying around. The houses were broken, some people were fetching water from a well.

There weren’t many people in the village, around twenty or thirty. A few men and women were wearing old broken clothes, sitting around the bonfire.

The boy went around the fire, sitting on the empty place on the wooden logs that the few men and women were sitting on.

One of the women glanced in his way, “Oh, we get fresh blood after so long, and all we get is a pretty boy?” On the surface, she seemed to be an ordinary village’s housewife, but there was an air of warrior around her.

“Don’t be so harsh on him – Boy! which Kingdom are you exiled from?” A man came sitting beside him, patting his back.

The boy raised his hand, pointing forward in a random direction.

“Isengard…the Kingdom of the Traitor King.”

One of the men, the one with the scar, spoke, staring in that direction, “I am also from there.” He suddenly laughed, “I was sent here for killing the bar owner. He dared asked me for money!!”

Crazed laughter rose from the people that surrounded the fire – it was as if they heard the funniest joke ever.

The boy stared at them before turning his eyes towards other villagers; the few other tens of people looked at this group with nervous eyes.

The boy watched them, his eyes darting between their faces. He stared at the fire, hearing them brag about their crimes and the reason why they were sent to this place.

He soaked information from them as they tried to brag – this world seemed to have three human kingdoms. But there were also monster races that kept the three kingdoms on their toes and stopped them from expanding.

The broken village where they were – it was close to the area that the Goblins ruled over.

Because there were so many monsters to fight and protect their kingdom from, criminals weren’t killed. They were put under a dark magic contract and sent to the boundary areas to survive. If you could stay alive long enough and kill enough monsters, then not only you’d be forgiven, but you’d get a title for nobility. But well, no one ever survived long enough.

The scar-faced man, who seemed to be the leader of the group, said, “Boy do you know how to wield a weapon?”

The boy gave a brief nod looking at the man.

The scar-faced man laughed, “Good! Don’t end up like the girl that came last week!”

The boy didn’t ask anything – he kept staring at the fire. It seemed to have caused the others to lose interest. There were these kinds of people. People like him found it too hard to face reality, so they mostly stayed silent.

Slowly, they stood up, leaving to sleep. When the moon was at its highest, the boy rose to his feet. He walked out of the village, following the wreckage of bows, arrows, scorch marks, water puddles.

When the moon moved away from its highest point, the boy reached a territory where he finally saw the small footsteps. Even in the shadows, behind the trees, a few presences were moving around.

He stopped walking after reaching an area with a few broken trees. He stood there waiting for a while when suddenly he heard a cackling sound behind him. He took a step to his left, dodging the club that struck the ground where he stood.

The boy put his leg on the club, balancing his body on the top of the club, rotating and kicking the green, rough-skinned humanoid. It had pointy ears, claws, fangs, and a long nose – it held its broken nose, trying to scamper away. But before it could run away, the boy picked up the club and slammed it on the goblin’s head from behind. The strike had so much power and skill behind it that it blasted the goblin’s head to pieces without breaking the club.

The boy kept walking in the same direction – there were a few goblins who tried to sneak attack but ended up getting killed with a swing of the club. He arrived at a cave with bones splattered outside. He bent down to look at the bones before confirming them to be human bones.

The boy glanced at them and walked inside – it didn’t take long before there were sounds of clattering and cackling.

Numerous footsteps came from all around, the boy exhaled. Moments later, he dashed towards the left – behind a stone pillar was a few goblins. They held hand-made spears and axes – the moment the boy’s towering appearance appeared in front of them, they tried to attack him. But before they could even move, the club hit the faces of the two in front, blasting them.

The boy snatched the spear from the hands of one of the dead ones piercing the eye of one of the goblins. The spear went inside his brain even as he screamed.

The boy dodged the attack from the fourth and last one, picking up the club, slamming it down on the goblins head, breaking it and the club.

With blood splashed all over his broken cloak, the boy bent down, picking up the two axes that two of them carried. He closed his eyes for a moment before rushing in the other direction, soon he began slaughtering the goblins as they came.

After a long time, the boy stopped, surrounded by goblins dead bodies – the boy looked around, “nothing useful…”

He walked deeper inside the cave, reaching what seemed to be an inner area. As he got closer, he could hear panting voices – the voices of goblins were most prominent.

Without hesitation, he entered the inner area – inside, there were goblins fucking a beautiful woman with blond hair. As roughly as they were using her, it made the boy wonder how she was still alive.

The goblins were too indulged in the woman to notice him – he walked over and killed one of them. The blood from its broken head splattered all over the woman and other goblins surrounding her.

Making strange voices, saying something in a language that only a goblin would understand, they backed away. But the boy didn’t let go – he slashed the ax, killing the weaponless goblins.

The boy stopped there and looked around the room, trying to search for something, when something caught the bottom of his cloak.

“Thank you…thank you…” He glanced back to see the woman with a round face, blonde hair, broad nose, grey eyes, whimpering. You couldn’t tell that this woman had been moaning with her face twisted in pleasure a few moments ago.

The boy stared at her eyes, she seemed to be genuinely upset, but there was one direction she wouldn’t glance. A smile appeared on the boy’s face – it was a hollow smile that reflected a bit of happiness. He pulled away from the woman, but she didn’t seem to want to let go. Causing the only broken cloak covering his body to fall. He was a tall man, muscles sculpted so well that it seemed they were carved by god, itself. He didn’t seem to be mind being naked as he walked towards the wall. Standing at one corner, the boy touched the rock until he finally found a way to open it. He moved the door made up of multiple rocks – it was perfect camouflage, without the woman’s hint, he wouldn’t have found it this easily. He used force to push away six feet high rocks away, revealing a little pool. It was only a few meters in diameter – at the center was a rusty sword, stabbed in the ground.

It was a silver sword with a golden handguard and black hilt. It had ancient golden ruins carved at the center of the blade. But it was rusted, only an image of what it was.

The boy watched it before looking back at the woman, who was also watching the sword with intense fascination in her eyes.

The boy gestured towards her, “come here.”

“Me? Young Master?” The woman snapped of her daze, innocently pointing at herself.

She didn’t wait for the boy to answer but came running, her breasts bounced with every step she took. The boy pointed at the sword, “pick it.”

It was a command that made the woman step back, biting her lips. But it made the boy blink, “You can’t?” She must have already tried it. It made him wonder for a moment why she stayed for so many days if she already knew this was a dead end.

“Young master…” She said in a soft voice that was on the edge of breaking down in the sobs.

But the boy didn’t seem to notice, “you know what it is?”

The woman looked down, her shoulders shivered, “An ancient artifact?”

The boy looked at the sword, “there is a legend on the infinite ladder – it says that when a hero fails to save the world, he and the broken world fall into the shadows of the infinite ladder. But if the Hero fails the gatekeeper’s trail, he is sent to the first broken world. He must make up, atone and overcome the reasons that made him fail the trail, and then and only then can he pick the sword that no one else in the world could.”

“What happens when he picks up the sword?” The woman asked in a calm, intrigued voice – her head was still staring down at the ground.

The boy smiled, not surprised by the change, “he’d be given another chance to pass the gatekeeper’s trail and climb the infinite ladder.”

“And you planned to pick the sword?”

The boy glanced back, his smile turned warm, “atone? Overcome the desires that made me fall into this world? I don’t give a damn!”

His voice turned louder, laughing, he walked over to the sword.

“I will relish them, enjoy everything that these worlds have to offer. I will enjoy myself, live all my dark desires, amass powers, conquer all the broken worlds that lie in the shadow of Infinite Ladder.”

When he put the hand on the sword, blue thunder and lightning shone, rejecting him. But the boy’s eyes shined, his hand holding the sword’s handle, “I will climb the Infine Ladder, but my way!!!”

The lightning and thunder became even bigger, but slowly it turned into black-red thunder and lightning.

The sword moved, slowly sliding out of the floor.

The thunder and lightning covered the boy’s body, turning into the black shirt and pants, with a long black coat over it. A brown hilt appeared on his waist, stuck to the belt. When the light disappeared, the rust from the sword was also gone.

The boy put the sword back in the sheathe, turned around to look at the woman, who had been blown away when he was picking it up.

She raised her body, panting when the boy walked towards her. Her heartbeat became even faster when he came closer when he crouched down in front of her. She could feel her body trembling, her stomach churning, “are you going to kill me?” It wasn’t like she wasn’t trying to kill him. She had tried to think of so many ways to kill this boy, but the moment she even tried to move, she could sense death an inch away from her.

The boy smiled as if she had asked a stupid question, “Will you be useful to me?”

She glanced at him in surprise, “I will do everything to please master!”

But the boy stared at her and asked again, “will you be useful?”

The woman blinked, her lips curving in a smile, “What do you want.”

“Information.”

She blinked, “you were serious about conquering this world?”

“Yeah.”

A twisted smile appeared on her face as she stood up, clapping “that sounds fun!! But are you sure you want a tainted woman like me to help?”

The boy tapped the sword, a cloak appeared in thin air, “you enjoy being raped by monsters. That is your thing – I don’t care. As long as you are useful to me.”

The woman wrapped the cloak around her body, giggling, “To think you figured it out! The men who usually save me don’t figure it out.”

She fixed her hairs, bowing, “My name is Agnessa Von Isengard, the sister of the current king and wife of Duke Rusell Grey. And what should I call you?”

The boy paused for a moment, “I left behind everything when I fell to this realm…Just call me J. for now. I’ll think of a name later.” His sight turned towards the sword – this sword was much more than a ticket back. Right now, he wanted to see how useful it could be.

Agnessa followed the boy as he walked outside the cave, “Jay?”

“J.”

“Yes, Jay? Right?”

“J and a dot.”

“Mmm, Jay is better. Anyway, they seem the same…”

“Whatever, it’s just a temporary name.”

“Oh,”

“What is it?”

Angnessa stared at his side profile, “Lord should give up so easily, especially when he plans to rule worlds.”

Jay glanced at her, “Stubbornly holding on to something that is not important is foolhardy. It serves no purpose.”

Angnessa’s eyes twinkled, “but my lord, a name is an important thing. You must have one that matches your majesty.”

Jay waved his hand, “I’ll think about it…”

Arriving outside the cave, the boy looked at the deary sky. His eyes seemed to pass through the heaven, crossing the void, and a sea of nothingness, until four shadows appeared in front of his eyes, “we will meet one day…Heroes.” He whispered with a refreshed smile on his face.

My Hero Academia – Hole in One Ch.1

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This is just a fanfiction chapter I decided to toss out for fun. I didn’t know where to put it and it felt like it would work on this site better than my own, so here you go. If this is popular, I might write some more. They’d all be like this. 99% dialogue, just each girl getting hers. The things I do when I watch too much anime. Sigh…

“H-how?” Toru Hagakure’s voice echoed out as she found her arms and legs chained to a table.

The last thing she would have remembered was walking into a room, and then… that’s right, there was a gas! However, she shouldn’t have had to worry about such a thing. She was invisible!

“You’re not so difficult to find.” A puff of smoke came out of the darkness, running across Toru’s bare skin and temporarily outlining her body.

“Aiii!” She cried out, trying to cover herself, but finding herself unable to with the chains.

“I always wondered… since your clothing can be seen, then the times you’re truly invisible, you must truly be naked.”

“Th-that’s not true! I have a superhero outfit that will turn invisible when it’s on me!” Hagakure tried to deny such a thing.

“Oh? I suppose such a thing may be possible, but it’s clear by those stiff nipples that you’re naked at the moment. I imagine a girl like you prefers to take it all off and run around naked.”

“D-don’t look! Wh-what kind of girl do you take me for!”

“Heh… I’ve seen up your skirt. Do you know what I see? Nothing. That means that you typically run around without panties. I know just what kind of pervert you are!”

“Y-you… who are you?” She demanded.

“I’m just a guy who has it out for your academy. They denied me entrance some years ago, and I’ve been waiting for the opportunity to finally pay them back.”

“So, you’re going to kidnap their students? That makes you a villain! The school was right to reject you!”

“Did you hero types ever think for a moment that your over-the-top demands and ridiculous antics create more villains that they get rid of. So many false heroes trying to be idolized just for what should be their jobs.”

“That sounds like Hero Hunter talk!”

“Eh? That guy? Well, if it makes you feel any better, I don’t care about him whatsoever. I don’t feel the need to kill you, and that ultimately isn’t my goal.”

“What is your goal then? Huh?” Hagakure has been told that she needed to keep the villain talking, so she was trying to do just that, all while trying to think of a way to escape.

“You’re probably trying to think of a way to escape… or maybe you think your friends will come and save you.”

“They will! Class rep… Bakugo… Midori… they will definitely save me!”

“To do that, they’d have to know where you are. That’s the thing about being invisible… it’s so easy to get lost.”

“…”

“I guess that’s why I picked you first. Of all the quirks, yours was the easiest to deal with. A girl with no face, I wonder if anyone has even realized you’re gone yet.”

“They have!”

“No matter, by that time, it will be too late. I will have what I want from you, and you will help me from then on.”

“I would never help a villain like you!”

“Hey… that’s only because you haven’t tasted my power yet. Well, it took me a long time to even realize what my power was. I thought I was quirkless for the longest time. Finding out definitely left me shocked. One of the boys you just mentioned, Midoriya… he supposedly was quirkless until it started up just in time for highschool. Sadly, my quirk appeared a bit late. It’s left me wondering though. Maybe there is no such thing as quirk and quirkless. Maybe those that don’t have quirks are just those that have a quirk so obscure that no one even realizes what it is yet.”

“What are you saying? You’re just talking nonsense!”

“I’m just talking about the fairness of this world. With the right quirk, you could be the most powerful being on the planet. Just what kind of fairness is that? Well, my quirk is extremely unique. It’s simple really. The quirk is called Hole in One.”

“H-hole in one?”

“Mm… it’s really simple. If I deflower a virgin girl, then I gain mastery over her power. Isn’t that strange?”

“De-deflower!”

“Yeah, you can imagine why I never found out about the ability before high school. The person I first used it on was a total accident. She had the quirk Love Struck. In essence, any man who tasted her pussy juices would fall completely in love with her.”

“Th-that!”

“Not every villain acts on the streets, murdering and killing, you know. Some villains do their horrible deeds behind closed doors. Ever since quirks became a thing, these people do unmistakable evil. Mind control. Theft. Rape. I was one of her targets. I wasn’t particularly special. She just liked that I had a big dick, not that she was interested in using it. She was a collector. She collected men. Had a massive harem of guys. She would masturbate into vials, and trick them into drinking them.”

“I’m… sorry that happened to you…”

“I didn’t get to the best part! I was the youngest guy she had ever made her love slave. I guess she didn’t predict what a hormonal teenager would do when driven insane with love! That’s why I raped her. Turned out I was her first. As many guys as she had, and she never touched a one of them. She even begged me to stop as I gave it to her. Of course, once I acquired her quirk, her power somehow was negated. Well, and now, here we are.”

“Here… we… are…” Hagakure echoed, and then cried out. “Wait! Here we are> What are you doing pulling that thing out? It’s so large!”

“Hehe… don’t act coy. I’ve researched every girl at U.A. of all of them, you’re the one who has been begging for it the most.”

“That’s not true!”

“You desperately want a guy to notice you. You’ve been desperate to be seen, to be touched… that’s why you go around without underwear. That’s why you walk around naked when you could have a superhero outfit on.”

“Th-this isn’t happening!”

“You don’t have to worry. I won’t be stealing your power. I just copy it. Plus, after you’ve had a taste of me, you won’t mind whatever I do to you. You’ll be a love-struck girl. Very happy.”

“No… please… stop!”

“I hope you don’t mind, I prefer a girl I can see. I’ll be wearing these thermal goggles. Ah… there you are…”

“I don’t want this!”

“You say that, but I can see your heat. Aren’t you getting real hot in your nether regions just thinking about it?”

“Im-Impossible!”

“Oh, wow, you’re wet too…”

“Don’t touch down there!”

“I’m not an unfair guy. Since I’m going to make you taste me, I’ll taste down there first. We can reciprocate!”

“Don’t taste! Ahhhn… y-you’re tongue.”

“Oh? So, that’s what an invisible girl tastes like. It’s salty and sweaty…”

“D-don’t lick…” she gasped.

“How could I not? You taste wonderful, Hagakure! And you’re definitely a virgin. That was the only part of this plan I guessed on. If you had let some guy inside you, that would have put a damper on my plans.”

“I’d never!”

“Hehe… so you were saving yourself for me? How kind.”

“That’s not it! Ahhhn… stop… your tongue, it’s making me feel dizzy.”

“I bet… cunnilingus is one thing I’m very confident in. That woman I took Love Struck from? She made me practice constantly. She may have never tasted a dick, but she loved a man’s head between her legs. It was a wonder none of the other guys shoved it in her before then. Although, now that’s making me wonder what you feel like.”

“No! Please… don’t stick it in me.”

“But you’re so wet. How about if it’s just the tip!”

“Ahhhhn! It’s stretching! It’s too much!”

“I’ll be gentle, I’m slowly sliding it in.”

“Ahhh, I’m being ripped apart! It hurts!”

“Just bear with it, I’m almost in!”

“Too much! Ahh… ahhh!”

“Ah, damn, it’s all the way in. Your wet little pussy really did want it all.”

“N-no way…”

“Ah… shit… I can still see my dick too. I thought maybe it’d disappear when it was in you, but I guess not. Man, now I’m curious. If I cum inside you, will I see it? What about a baby? If you got pregnant, would the baby be visible as it grows? That’d be kind of sick.”

“Stop! I can’t get pregnant! Don’t make me pregnant!”

“Relax! I’m not ready for a baby just yet. I’m just wondering out loud. But damn… you’re so tight I might bust my load.”

“Not inside!”

“Not inside? That means you really want to taste it, huh?”

“That’s… no…”

“I got to admit though, it’s really cool, I can see my cock being squeezed by your vaginal muscles. I can see how tight you are. I’m going to start moving my hips then.”

“Wait… not yet! Ahhh… no… this… if you keep going, I’m gonna… I’m gonna lose it!”

“Hehe… it looks like you already did. You’re dripping on the floor. I can totally see that.”

“N-no!”

“Ahhh… damn… this is too much! I’m cumming!”

“Pull it out!”

“Too late! Shiiiiiit!”

“Ahhhn! I can feel it! That warm stuff is shooting into my womb.”

“Damn… your invisible pussy is just too good. I came. I can even see it inside you. Nasty…”

“I can’t believe it, you really did it inside.”

“Maybe you will get pregnant… oh, it’s disappearing. I guess once it mixes with your own fluids, it becomes invisible. So inconsistent.”

“Are you done now? You can’t make me taste it since you already lost it!”

“Is that what you were hoping for? Too bad for you, I’m ready for another round!”

“S-seriously!”

“Hey, Hagakure… you’re actually really pretty.”

“Wh-what are you saying?”

“Haven’t you been listening? I’ve gained your quirk now. Invisibility. No, I’m not like you, always invisible. I can choose to turn the quirks I steal on or off at will. However, it seems that now that I have your quirk, it no longer works for me. I can see you.”

“See… me… naked!” She gasped.

“Haha… well, that’s why I’m hard. Your body is really alluring chained to this table.”

“I really can’t believe it… I’ve been invisible for so long… you can’t see me!”

“I do though… your hair is a little frumpy, and you don’t have makeup, but you are very cute.”

“Mm!” She pulls away. “D-don’t kiss me like that… it makes me…”

“What? It makes you feel good?”

“That’s not…”

“Well, if you don’t want me to kiss your lips, then I’ll put them to work anyway.”

“Huh! Ahh, no, that’s been up there, it’s dirty!”

“Say ahhh!”

“Wait, Mmmm! Mmmmmnnnghghhllmmm…”

“Ah, damn, your mouth feels as good as your pussy. Don’t stop, start sucking… yeah… like that… fuck…”

“Gllmmnn… Glll…”

“Damn… you’re going to town now. I guess I had some cum still on my cock and you tasted it, huh? Well, then work hard for me!”

“Glllmmm… Mmmm…”

“Ahh… damn… you’re amazing Hakakure. I’m going to cum again. Make sure to swallow every drop.”

“Mmm!”

“Shit. Shit. Yes…. Fuuuuuuck.”

“Glub… Glub…”

“Yeah, that’s a girl, suck it all down. That’s great.”

“Mmmnaa… you taste so gooood.”

“Hehe… I guess Love Struck is in full effect now, huh?”

“No, not at all. I just love…. Um… what was your name again?”

“Hehe… just call me Rory. You don’t need to worry either. I won’t throw you away. You’ll be my girl from now on.”

“Yes! I love you so much! I’ll do anything for you!”

“Will you help me claim all of the other girls at UA? Your friends? Your classmates?”

“If that is what my Rory wants, then that is what my Rory will have!”

“Perfect… then, this is the start…”

Oh, by the way, this is the story of how I become the strongest hero, one heroine at a time.