THE TRIALS: Path Toward Godhood.[MY HERO ACADEMIA] (MATURE CONTENT)

CH 8 : KYUKETSU/JUNKETSU (1)

(AN: Caution. This chapter will contain some mention of sexual and physical abuse of children. Nothing too explicit but it will still be here. I will mark the part where it begins for those who don't like it and where it end. You'll miss nothing much if you skip it. Also, remember that whatever I wrote, the reality is way worse than that.)

The full moon was high and shining in the sky, darkness should have enveloped the earth, but the city never fell asleep. The night was the start of everything. The light of all houses and stores illuminated the streets.

What a beautiful sight, what an enchanting sight, what a disgusting sight.

People let themselves fooled by this facade, this "peace". They thought that just because everything is beautiful, it's meant that everything is alright. They want everything to be "normal". But what was really normal?

They do not know, do not understand, cannot understand. How much filth is hidden behind everything? Stealing, raping, kidnapping, murder and many others atrocities are common. The night was the domain of evil. Once again this was "normal". The normal world that "normal" people so desperately wanted without understanding all the darkness it hide.

In a crowded street, what seemed like a child could be seen walking slowly. "He" wore a large black hood that was completely hiding his face and his features.

Despite this, decency would like that some people should have been worried, they should have taken him aside and asked him where he was coming from or if he was lost.

No such decent person existed here. There only three kinds of people staring at this child. Those who didn't care, those who looked at "him" like prey, and those who looked at "him" with pity but didn't dare to call out to "him".

"He" didn't know which of the three groups was the most disgusting.

Those who didn't care even though they should have tried to help a child?

Those who looked at a child with like they wanted to make him suffer all kinds of evil?

Or those hypocritical bastards who looked but never acted?

Frankly "he" didn't care either. Today "he" had a mission and someone to meet. Even so, "he" wouldn't mind erasing some worms from the face of the earth. Just the thought of meeting that person made "his" heartbeat. Only that person could understand "his" heart.

Speaking of worms, "he" took a turn toward the right and entered a black alley. A few seconds later, three figures followed "him".

They slowly walked toward "him" before circling "him" in order to block all escape.

They looked at the child with the lowered head with a smile. For them, this child seemed like a little scared Lamb ready for slaughter.

One of them. A man with bat-like wing approached the kid and taped on "his" head,

"Well well well. Look like someone comes to the wrong side of the street. Your parents never told you that children should sleep at night?"

The child didn't answer and simply keep "his" head lowered. This put a smirk on his face as he licked his lip in sadistic glee.

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He suddenly punched hard the child on the stomach and laughed with his two companions as they watched the child slowly bent over.

"Your lack of education is really terrible. Let me educate you."

After that, he adjusted his pants and began to lower his trouser fly before wiping his dick out. This moment was always the best for him.

"Ah ah ah. Little bitch, suck my dick if you don't want to die."

The other two laughed with him. This was one of their favorite past time. Humiliating the weak and fearing the strong. There is nothing they didn't dare to do as long as they were in a higher position.

Today, they were angry after two of lost a seemingly precious product. The worst was that they had been beaten by a little boy.

When they saw this child daring to walk alone ot night on the street, they decided to release their stress on "him". It didn't matter if it was a boy or a girl. A hole was still a hole and that all they needed.

They weren't scared of meeting another freakish child like the one from this morning. After all, how high were the chances to meet an equally strong child at this hour of the night? They couldn't be so unlucky twice in the same day right?

One of them even licked his lip in anticipation and hoping that it was a boy. The screams of pain, the cries and the pleading they let when he plowed their ass was so sweet. It was like a drug for him. He was totally addicted to them.

The second one though, hoped that it was a girl. The last time he had that poor family pay their debts with their little daughter's body.