what heppens when an wrathful overlypowered and totally inspired by "Nakedness weaponised"person goes to a school where social standing is every thing with hidden unbeliveable power well find out in this story
(nothing belongs to me in this story)
It was 4:00am in the morning we see as our... coolest, awesomest and most handsome protagonist ever??? Ok who mest with the script?!?!
(YN): That would be me!
How did you even get into the editing room?
(Y/N): I'm a master ninja!
Editor: Some one broke the door to the editing room!
Damn it! all right let's do it all over again.
Lights!
Camera!
Action!
It was 4:00am in the morning we see as our protagonist wakes mumbeling something in his sleep.
(Y/N): Mmm cake....Choclate, Strawberry...NO not the choclate cake NOT THE CHOCLATE CAKE!
He gets up from his dream, nightmare I don't know. He walks to the bathroom looking at the mirror he was shoked as his normal black colored eyes turned a dark blue.
(Y/N): Damn it! It's happening again Janeketsu.
Janeketsu: Calm down you transform if you get to frustrated.
(Y/N): Yeah calm.. just be calm. Why did this happen again.
Janekatsu: I really don't know it all started when you wore me.
(Y/N): Who even made you?
Jabeketsu: I really don't know. Let's just get ready for school.
(Y/N): Hey Janeketsu can I wear a different outfit to day?
Janeketsu: I don't mind just put me in bag just in case.
He takes off Janeketsu revealling scars across his back and a two big scars on the left and right side of his back.
This is what your wearingminus the hat
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After putting on his shoes he remembered about a black glove for his kamui.
Basically this but black.
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