Kim Rok Soo era una mujer que estaba preparada para todo, era una habilidad básica que venía con ser la líder de uno de los mejores grupos después del apocalipsis. No estaba preparada para despertar como la infame basura Cale Henituse, pero tampoco era lo peor que le había sucedido. (La portada la cree yo con mis pocas habilidades en Canva, no se rian please 😂)

Finally, Cale looked skyward and deadpanned. "Cale," he whispered in mock despair, "You fool. You absolute fool. You got yourself isekai'd into another protagonist's story again." Gojo Satoru had latched onto him. And there was no escape. ----------------------------------- Author's Note: [Trash of the Count's Family] and [Jujutsu Kaisen] doesn't belong to me. The characters may become OOC. English isn't my native language. Do pardon me for any mistakes.

Cale died during the battle along with the white star. The God of Death managed to take his soul in time and move it to another world, into a child's body. Knowing what will happen in the future, our hero decides not to interfere with the canon and finally rest, but... What the hell?! Where did this rotten radish come from? Why is everyone sticking to him? Since when did he become the leader of the gang? _____________ Be warned, this is all Google translated as the author is not very good at English. If there is a person who wants to translate the fanfic, I will be very grateful.

It was the final battle against the white star but, things went unexpectedly awry causing the death of the beloved redhead commander. The God of death offered Cale a second chance in another world, a chance to "finally" be a slacker and for Cale to just watch incarnations and he accepted. "On one condition" "What is it?" "Let the kids visit me four times a week" "How about once a week?" "...." "Fine twice a week" ".. Alright" Though Cale didn't expect the twist that the god of death had planned for him. He shouldn't of had trusted him. Tcf does not belong to me Orv does not belong to me Any artwork used in this story is not mine,credit goes to the respective creators!

"I ABHOR YOU TO DEATH, YOU BASTARD GOD OF DEATH! WAIT FOR ME!!!! I WILL DEFINITELY KILL YOU WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS! I'LL BEAT YOU UP, SKIN YOU ALIVE, POUR RON'S LEMON TEA ON YOU, DUMP YOU BASTARD GOD OF DEATH ON SALT, ROAST YOU IN THE SUN FOR A YEAR, AND FINALLY DUMP YOU IN A POT OF BOILING OIL AND FEED YOU TO THE VULTURES!! GOT THAT, YOU FUCKING BASTARD GOD OF DEATH!" He screams like a lunatic while crying for his good ol'beloved slacker life. Cale has to become White Star to save the parallel worlds. Why should I become that tasteless bastard? Copyright Disclaimer: Yoo Reo Han owns Trash of the Counts Family/ Lout of the Counts Family, which is legally protected and belongs to the original owner. Anything derived from the original work is purely fictitious-a fanfiction created solely for entertainment under the fair use principle. I don't sell or publish any of my work. Chapter Management Edit Chapter

Cale Henituse ha salvado reinos, vencido monstruos, y desafiado a estrellas. Lo único que no ha logrado... es tomarse un descanso. Después de su brutal enfrentamiento contra la Estrella Blanca, su cuerpo finalmente colapsa. Para su sorpresa (y desagrado), el Dios de la Muerte decide intervenir personalmente y lo exilia temporalmente a otro universo. ¿El motivo? "Vacaciones forzadas", dice con una sonrisa siniestra. Lo que Cale escucha es: "sufrimiento en otro idioma". Despierta en Gotham, una ciudad donde la palabra "paz" no existe y los huérfanos con traumas emocionales usan capas y lanzan batarangs. Apenas aterriza, salva a un joven y, sin querer, se ve envuelto con la familia más caótica desde los dragones locos de su mundo: los Wayne. Cale solo quiere dormir, tomar té, y vivir una vida tranquila en esta dimensión mientras su cuerpo se recupera. Pero el destino -y Gotham- tienen otros planes. Porque si hay algo que esta ciudad oscura nunca ha tenido, es a alguien como Cale Henituse: educado, brillante, peligrosamente impredecible... y completamente harto de todo. .

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.

✰ ˚₊‧꒰ა Once a shadow, broken, frail, A whisper lost in winds of wail. But through the pain, the fear, the night, A spark ignited-burning bright. From shattered hopes, a will was born, To face the storm, to brave the thorn. A weakling rose, a hero's soul, Now forging fate, whole and bold. ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ [Bnha x tcf crossover, Cale in bnha]

Y si Cale hubiera muerto después de matar a la estrella blanca y sellar al dios bastardo. ¿Que pasaría si los dioses no quisieran que su querido hijo muriera?. Que pensaría el pelirojo si supiera que sus queridos amigos amenazaran a los dioses con que les dieran una forma de ayudar al pelirojo o de lo contrario podrían empezar una masacre sin fin y podrían terminar por acabar con su mundo. Que pasará cuando Cale despierte de nuevo en una nueva vida de nuevo en corea, y claro, como un niño con padres abusivos y nuevamente con la apariencia de Cale Henituse de niño solo que su cuerpo era saludable y menos fragil. Lastima que su apariencia lo hacía ver de manera frágil y débil, y para su mala suerte sus suaves y finas facciones y apariencia no le hacían justicia a su fuerza y salud si no que también lo hacían ver más pequeño delicado, haciendolo estúpidamente parecido a una mujer eso fue un gran golpe a su masculinidad. Y para su desgracia y sorpresa regreso con sus poderes, recuerdos y habilidades por lo cual, era prácticamente un maldito fenómeno o monstruo para los humanos corrientes. Y porque carajos tan solo después pudo disfrutar 2 años en esa nueva vida, lo apenas estaba relajándose después de 24 años en un infierno y ese mundo se fue a la mierda. Pero mucho más importante que mierda hacia el rábano blanco vivo y enfrente suyo viendolo de una forma extraña . -Esto tiene que ser una maldita broma. ·------· -El lo sabía no era un héroe y tampoco quería serlo después de todo el sacrificaría el mundo por "el", el jamás permitiría que alguien lo dañe de nuevo, lo vio morir miles de veces por culpa de Joonghyuk y el mundo. -el lo busco en Miles de vidas y en todas fallo en protegerlo en algunas "el" se sacrificó por el en otras por todos los demás, tantas veces lo vio morir para salvar este estúpido mundo de ruinas que ahora no le importaría matar a todos con tal de tenerlo para siempre. -Algo dentro suyo se se

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