In the alleyways of Yiling, there was an abandoned child who did his best to survive. Everyday, he scoured for food and fought dogs who hurted him. It hurts. Bites starting to bruise his already blemished skin as he curled into a ball and hoping to ease the pain. The wafting smell of pie permeates through his nose as he looked at the another child in front of him, confused as he eyed the food warily despite it looking delicious. Soon enough, he couldn't resist as he scarfed the food down. The child also sat beside him as he closed his eyes. "I'm Wei Ying." The child who has the most peculiar hair color opened his eyes and looked at him, his reddish-brown eyes seem to be in deep thoughts. "What is your name?" The redhead opened his mouth, then closed it again since he doesn't know what to say. Records played in his mind to search for the right language that should be used. Cale Henituse, even as Kim Rok Soo, doesn't know how to speak Chinese. "Name...no." "You have no name?" Surely, Cale knew both his names will be quite weird in a world of cultivation, so he just nodded. "Then, your name will be Wei Xun! We are brothers now! You can call me gege!" 𝐃𝐞́𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐧.) -- 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

hello i dunno what to write here but....this is my first time making a react fanfic and im doing this for my own entertainment so there might be a slow update. i have seen many people writing react fanfic which make me want to do the same. anyway im sorry for the grammar mistake that you might found. •• The cover doesnt belong to me. It belong to its rightfull owner.

What if there's no Kim Rok Soo? It's a story of the Trash Og!Cale who can see a glimpse of the future. Heavy cold air left Cale's quivering lips as he spit the blood left on his mouth. He looked far behind him where the bloody Basen was being healed by a priest. Cale pulled out the sword he stabbed on the blood crazy mage's throat. Red liquid splattered on the ice trapping the mage's body, and then giant Silver shield protecting everyone from the bombs started to disappear like a spec of dust. Everyone was too speechless and scared to move. The trash, Cale Henituse was covered in blood as red as his hair, and his eyes were shining like a crimson fire. The sight was terrifyingly beautiful. Choi Han gulped.

Characters from both canon and the tboah! world are summoned to a wide, lavish room. They are asked (forced) to read about one Cale Henituse. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I love reaction fics. I love them so much! BUT! I can't find any reaction fic like the one I'm doing, and since I'm re-reading the novel anyway, I'm writing it myself. (i cri) There will be a LOT of characters. I will not write most of their reactions. They are just. There. BUT. They are there. tboah! characters will have * after their names. (eg. Cale*, Choi Han*, etc.) It's gonna be long, ngl. Since I'm starting from ch.1 and all.... Why must I torture myself again? It's exam time too......

[Discontinued] Title of rewrite: That slacker can't slack for the life of him ^ Same user What's more to it? It's the people from 'Trash of the Count's Family' reacting to their own Wikipedia and chapters. This is (mostly) just part 1. Trash of the Count's Family belongs to Yoo Ryen Han. The cover art does not belong to me (unknown on pinterest), all credit goes to the artist. If you find the artist please tell me so I can give proper credit to this person.

The war is over, the White Star (Radish) is dead for good, and the God of Despair has been resealed, but Cale's ever so elusive Slacker Life is still out of reach with the looming threat of the Hunters. The God of Death, knowing that he is at least partially responsible for the chaos that has been Cale's life so far, decides to give him a gift (besides the ones he already originally planned to give him), the gift of truth. Not for Cale, but for those he cares for. He will take the burden of secrets from Cale's shoulders, if only to lighten the heavy load he tries to carry on his own. Or Cale's loved ones, friends, and allies across multiple worlds are summoned to read his story (legend). Trash of the Count's Family is not mine and all credit for the original novel go to its wonderful author, Yoo Ryeo Han. Credit for the novel translation I am using goes to the wonderful translators of the EAP website. I will write the character names like this so you can tell them apart: Earth 1- Name Earth 2- Name* TBoaH- Name* Indignity Test- Name^ TCF- Name Timelines for the different worlds involved are: Earth 1 (group 1)- a few months after the original Kim Rok Soo and original Cale swapped Earth 2 (group 2)- shortly after the cintamani stopped working TBoaH (group 3)- a little more than a year before the start of the war Indignity Test (group 4)- a few months after Cale left that world TCF (group 5)- right after Cale got slapped by the God of Death's book

Disclaimer:TCF doesn't belong to me! OG! Cale was sick of Deruth's bull crap, so he planned on running away from his home. The God Of Death (who had taking a liking to the witty child) took him to another dimension where he was raised by Kim Rok Soo and lived a fantastic life as the Head of Monster Analysis and Research. At the age of 18 he had no choice but to make a deal with the God once more though as his brothers were very close to death. The deal was that he had to go back to his dimension and help them win the War. He agreed but quickly was found in the Henituse Territory except the Henituse family were going to be in for the shock of their lives when they meet the new adult Cale.

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 Thames Henituse, the only child of Count Deruth Henituse and Countess Jour Henituse, was solely grieving infront of his mother's grave. And someone got behind him, grabbing his little shoulders and shaking him. "Hey, I thought we'll be having tea, we met each other now". This dorky person begging him to have tea with him like a child begging to play with him. Unlike their first meet, this person suddenly became childlike instead of being an adult. "Want to become my child?" said the person Cale got a guardian here.