God of Death offered Cale a deal when he was on the brink of death. He regresses to the timeline where there would be Kim Roksoo along with Choi Jungsoo and Lee Soohyuk transmigrated. But he forgot the content of the deal, why, and which god. - In which Regressor Cale Henituse as God's Servant AU ( Cross-posted on Ao3 ) ───────────────── This is a fanfiction based on the novel and manhwa Trash of the Count's Family | Lout of the Count's Family (백작가의 망나니가 되었다) written by Yoo Ryeo Han (유려한) The cover was mine. The original post is at twitter/instagram. This is my first fanfiction for Tcf/Lcf. There might be Grammar errors (and plot holes) as English is not my native language. Therefore I appreciate any critiques and pointers for me to improve both grammar and plot. Feel free to drop a comment. I hope you enjoy it. Happy reads<3

After throwing up, Cale leaned against the toilet, resting there for a long while. His stomach had finally settled, but a strange sensation crept over him. He felt a pair of eyes on him- But no one had entered the bathroom. The mirror. Maybe he was just paranoid. Maybe he'd mistaken his own reflection for someone else. But he hadn't. What stared back at him from the mirror wasn't his reflection. It wasn't his bathroom at all. In fact, it showed a completely different space. And on the dirty floor of that other space sat a boy. "...Can you.. see me?"

A girl isekais into the freak circus but this time... it's a child!?

Kim Rok Soo Is reincarned as Cale Henituse. He lived for 40 years as Cale but without his memory as Kim rok Soo when he died a second time he regressed at when he was 18 but now he has his memory of when he was Rok Soo. The characters and the story of the trash of the count's family doesn't belong to me but to their creators. The music, images and so on don't belong to me. This is my first fanfiction. I hope you like it. Also English isn't my mother language so if there is some error with the grammar I hope you can forgive me. Tell me what do you think in the comments.

Kim Rok Soo was just taking a nap when he woke up, he became Cale Henituse, a character from a novel he had been reading called The Birth Of A Hero. He didn't understand why he woke up feeling pain and all, then... WHAT! He has gained healing abilities but wait... This wasn't part of the plot. Kim Rok Soo, now Cale would realize this version was more like a diverse timeline and the monsters from his world although slightly different were also here. A summon for all able men in every household from the crown prince let to him going to the army where he would begin his life as a healer where he would feel cherished and have a loving family and also surviving means earning a lifetime of a slacker. It is a win-win then. But why do the system gives him weird quests: _________ Side quest [Hug the crown prince] Hidden quest [ Eat with Choi Han used spoon] Side quest [ Blow the protagonist a kiss] Cale:??? This is a tale of the trash who became a healer.

Kim Rok Soo's life has been full of surprises lately. After dying while fighting a monster on the apocalyptic streets of Seoul at the age of 36, Rok Soo ended up transmigrating into the novel "The Birth of a Hero" as the unwanted second son of the Henituse family. Although the situation was a bit catastrophic, that hasn't been the worst of it. Rok Soo's dream is to live a quiet life as an unemployed millionaire without causing any trouble to others, but his new parents' main goal is to completely get rid of his existence. After his so-called family abandoned him in one of the world's forbidden zones, Rok Soo ended up being adopted by the novel's protagonist-the very man Rok Soo wanted to avoid at all costs. '...' 'Haaaaa, why is my life so hard?' - AN: This is a translation made by me of my fic in Spanish. English is not my first language and I'm relying heavily on a translation website to create it, so the translation might be a little off. AN 2: I created the cover illustration myself. Please do not repost it. AN 3: This work is also posted on AO3.

When Kim Rok Soo wakes up as Cale Henituse, the useless noble from a novel he once read, things don't go as planned. He's blind

Trapped inside of the Black Tower for so long, Mono felt himself slowly becoming the Thin Man like the previous cycles has done before. Wanting to escape this prison, finds a way to leave and destroy the cycle but nothing worked as the Flesh Monster kept on bringing him back. When he is about to lose hope that nothing is gonna change, something or someone offered him a hand to truly leave this torture indefinitely and take him to a world that will make him feel free from all of it. How can Mono handle being stuck in a Magician's world? In a school for magicians? In Twisted Wonderland.

A typical isekai strory that takes place in The Freak Circus universe in the past- Wait, in the past?! What do you mean I get to save the cast AND Columbina from the humans?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY SEE ME AS THEIR SAVIOR! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE REPULSING HUMAN!

In a circus of horrors a certain autistic russian guest entered a blue tent looking for an escape from the lights and crowds. Deep within the shadows of the velvet folds, she sank onto the floor, her hands trembling as they reached for the familiar, weighted plastic of her 5x5 Rubik's cube. The rhythmic click-clack of the shifting tiles became her only anchor, her fingers flying in a blur of practiced patterns-a frantic, soothing stim that blocked out the distant carnival music. She didn't notice the two figures watching from the darkness. Ticket Taker, ever professional and obsessed with the order of his circus, stood motionless, his grey eyes narrowed in clinical observation. Beside him, Jester leaned forward, his violet sleeves catching a stray sliver of light. Usually, guests in the blue tent were lost in the mirrors, but this girl was different. She wasn't looking at the illusions; she was focused entirely on the complex puzzle in her lap, her breathing hitching in a way that wasn't born of fear, but of sensory overload. "A peculiar stray," Jester murmured, his voice a calm, dangerous melody. He noted the way she didn't flinch at his voice, her focus never wavering from the cube. Ticket Taker tilted his head, realizing this wasn't the typical "pink ticket" guest reaction. Her behavior wasn't "normal" by their morbid standards-it was neurodivergent. As they watched her repeat the same precise sequence of movements, the realization dawned on them: she wasn't just a victim to be toyed with; she was a puzzle of her own, an autistic girl lost in a world that was far too loud. Would they see her as a new treasure to protect, or just another "heartless" human to be dismantled?