A story of us.

[rewritten] Cale sat on the couch, utterly done. Across from him sat the culprit of his misery-the God of Death. A commander, Cale? Ha! More like a chubby toddler with baby hands. Cale's eye twitched. "Explain." The god gulped. "Cale, my child... I-I didn't mean to! The intrusive thoughts won..." Cale inhaled sharply. 'Murder is illegal. Murder is illegal-oh hell-i don't care!' Beside him, Angela gasped dramatically, hands clasped together. "Kyaa! Cale-child! You're so adorable! I can't wait to see your cha-ahem, help to that world!" Cale, a grown man trapped in a four-year-old's body, stared soullessly into the void. He needed a nap. Or a weapon. --- Meanwhile, in another world... Og!Cale sat alone on his fourteenth birthday, his only gift being existential dread. Then, boom! A flash of light- And suddenly, on his floor lay a tiny redheaded kid, unconscious and bleeding. Og!Cale stared. His heart skipped a beat. '...Did I just get a son?-No! what am I thinking?!'

✧ Note: I don't own the silly pic, ltrly found it on pinterest xD so creditz to le artest! + ltrly thought of this fic last night so don't come at me! imma bite!! This work is only published on WATTPAD and AO3 ─────────────────── KRS always knew life was unfair-his new mom abandoned him, and now some rich lord with too many followers decided to adopt him. Great. Whatever. At least he'd got food, a bed, and the freedom to live his slacker life. ... .. . What if KRS getz kidnapped by silly white star?

"Hans" "Yes? Young Master Cale?" "You knew this would happen, right?" "Hm? I do not know what you are talking about, Young Master-nim, I am just a normal butler " "... Hans" "Yes? Young master?" "Why don't you go help Beacrox cook today?" He could see Cale smile at him GENTLY. "... yes, young master" 'Aigoo my poor life' In which a normal reader gets transmigrated to his favorite novel, Trash of the Count's family as Hans. Is he happy? "Hans, why don't you accompany Mr. Ron" 'Nope, not at all.' 'Aigoo, why can't I just be a normal reader? My poor life' A story about a poor reader being transmigrated to Trash of Counts Family as Deputy Butler Hans. Warning: Bad grammar and wrong spelling also OOC. I do not own TCF or any video or pictures that I will be using.

Where Cale Henituse and Kim RokSoo got reincarnated as the son's of their most hated person This is a fanfiction about the story "Trash of the Count's Family". I do not own some names and other things here, but it's my fanfiction because I'm the one who wrote it,k? Started:02/16/2022 Status: Ongoing Credits to the owners of the pictures I used

Cale Henituse was a minor villain in the turn-based game "Savior of the Broken Realms." He was a self-centered and vile healer, an extra so irrelevant that his death barely even exceeded ten lines of dialogue. Nobody understood why he refused to heal. That remained the case until a man from Korea one day possessed Cale's body. "Welcome, player Kim Rok Soo! I am system 001 of the Villain Reformation Department!" He quickly realized why that minor villain wanted to avoid healing so badly. It hurt like a bitch! - Everybody knew about the famous healer from Roan Kingdom. He'd unhesitatingly healed Choi Han, a notoriously ruthless commander. He saved the two-faced Crown Prince Alberu Crossman from the brink of death. His mercy even extended beyond ally territory, ignoring the boundaries of war in favor of healing a white-masked enemy's grievous wounds. Each of his actions even quietly served to mend the heart of a formerly misunderstood man. He sacrificed himself for them, but despite all of the pain he endured, his only response to being asked to stop hurting himself was: "Shut up, I'm not in pain!" ~ ~ ~ Originally posted on ao3! Wattpad is finally up to date with it. Trash of the Count's Family Lout of Count's Family Pairings: Choi Han x Cale Henituse Alberu Crossman x Cale Henituse OG!Cale Henituse x Kim Rok Soo White Star x Cale Henituse Current word count: 86,379