Just as promised: A new series to chew on. I got a little impatient and decided to post today to gauge reactions but I do have chapters stockpiled in case of emergencies. As always, I'll be trying to stay consistent when it comes to posting but I can't make promises. Also, I'll be needing advice to see if this story should be tagged as Mature or not. With that all out of the way, enjoy! :D
June 16, 2058 - Journal Entry #1
Hey, this is Rein Jailer, I wanted to start making this type of...thing to help me with coping. I got this idea from a show I saw when I passed by a television store. My quirk is dangerous to people and they force me to wear this mask. It's a metallic type. I don't mind...but...I don't like it. People show me weird looks and I just don't know how to feel about it.
Anyways, I've been doing good with training my quirk. It's been hurting and burning, but I've been able to keep up with my training, upping to my very limits. People think I won't make it and just leave me to fend for myself. Heh, even my parents have thought of me as a monster...but I can't give up. Not yet. I'll write more as I continue.
March 27, 2059 - Journal Entry #87
It's been rough for the past few weeks, hard to live off pennies and dimes when people think you're a freak. My parents are dead because...circumstances happen. Look, I don't want to talk about it. Anyways, I've at least learned some moves, even some knife skills so I don't get robbed. But then again, most people, even villains, get scared of me once I use my quirk. I'm learning much better now thanks to not feeling the pain of basically having my stomach drowning in acid.
I've been experimenting with different combos and I've figured out much more than I would have at some normal school.
Here's to hoping that I can continue with my quirk and physical training.
January 10, 2060 - Journal Entry #187
I met a few weird people you could say. A woman who has a gun for an arm, a kid that keeps saying he will be the fastest person alive, and even someone saying that they were going to "purify humanity." They all sound weird but I want to focus on the kid.
He has these feathers he can manipulate and he seems pretty fast. He believes that he will be the youngest Hero in the world to become pro and he'll rise to the top 5 faster than anyone. I don't believe him but maybe he can do it. He told me the Pro Hero License Exams are in a few months so I'll try my best to go and get my own.
Wish me luck!
November 15, 2060 - Journal Entry #210
So they didn't allow me to join...yeah right! Of course they did. I just had to pass a strenuous exam and all would be a-okay. I passed that with flying colors and, speaking of which, the exam itself was lackluster. It was pretty boring and quite easy. Then again...I trained my physical and quirk strength and never once hit the books. I think I'm a natural hero...that's what those people said at least, the ones I saved; however, the management didn't agree with that.
I got my hero license, but...they gave the media information about my quirk...one part that is. Those people threw my name into the mud. I've been receiving death threats for a while now from many different people...all because of my quirk!
Why do people do this? Who deserves this kind of treatment for something they never had control over?! I don't know the answers. I just hope someone, especially the media, can give me an answer as to why.
December 20, 2069 - Journal Entry #520
I feel like I've been losing my sanity. No one cheers for me, and I'm okay with that...but...the threats keep getting worse. The messages have been more shrewd and destructive. Someone, somehow, leaked my address and phone so I can't even feel safe anymore. I've been moving for the past two years and they still find me! Even when I change everything!
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His Toxic Majesty
FanfictionBorn with a quirk that is powerful and dangerous, Rein Jailer was shunned his entire life. That was one thing, but he also couldn't control it, making him very dangerous to everyone around him. The boy only ever had good intentions and decided he wa...