Prologue: A jet crossed the sky-silent, swift, and sovereign. No one knew his name yet. No one in South Korea knew why the air felt heavier that day. Why the Awakened shuddered without reason. Why the strongest among them suddenly felt... watched. But whispers began to spread. A foreign power had arrived. Red-haired. Quiet. Smiling. They called him a prince. Some said a monster. No one knew what he wanted. Only that the ground would shift where he walked- And nothing would be the same again. The Moon had risen in the wrong sky.

Seven years after the indomitable alliance declares war, when all hopes were lost, an ancient circle activated, summoning a ten-year-old Cale who was long dead. Except, who was this twisted cunning villain? Was he really the trashy young master? How many more secrets was he hiding? Will the hero's be able to bring all the answers to light? --OR------- A ten-year-old Villain cale got summoned to the future, his twisted side revealed. No longer seeing a need to play trash, he showcase a multitude of abilities and shakes the world, showing no mercy.

[Rewritten] After getting into a mess with the hunters Cale didn't sign up for anything he wanted but as terrible his can be, in mid of his hunters chase. His world got connected to another one? Cale raised a brow "So do you mind elaborating?" he stares dead in the eyes go GoD who was sweating profusely clearly trying to not make any eye contact. "Bastard, I am talking to you" Cale stated in a cold firm voice, which only made the God shrink back if he could in the couch. "Alright, listen child.." the death utters. ~~~~~ He felt his breath hitch as Cale stares the man infront of him, was this it? "Felix..Robane?" he asked not letting any hint of his inner emotions infront of the man who was knelt down with blood over him like like a rain. yet what cale saw was only terror in those and also which was filling his own eyes, "The forgotten.. princess..?" Cale doesn't know if this was a easy work but most of all he knew, he was no good was emotions and this task? it will test his limits.

'Where am I?' He thought, looking around. 'I'm in my carriage.' His mind supplied back. 'Why am I in a carriage? They haven't been used in a hundred years.' He wondered. 'Why would I think that? It's the carriage my father gave me.' He answered himself. 'I don't have a father?' 'I do? Deruth Henituse.' 'That's not my-' 'He is. But he also isn't.' Kim Rok Soo- no, Cale Henituse stared up at the ceiling of the rattling carriage he was in. Memories upon memories were swirling around his head. Neither stronger than the other, and both contrasting every thought he had. 'What the fuck is going on.' - Or: Cale Henituse is Kim Rok Soo and Kim Rok Soo is Cale Henituse. They are the same. They are different. Cue massive confusion.

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Deon remembers every how his family died at his faults but this time, he will make sure his dear brother live a happy life and his family by killing Duke Illuster but first he needs be able to use both kings so he needs them to wanted him for they will allow him to do anything.

"Cale Henituse, let's make a deal. You won't regret it, that I promise you." _ Eager to return to his family as soon as possible, Cale Henituse accepted the hand given to him and agreed to the Goddess's deal. And now, he finds himself once again in a different world- As a damn baby. 'I just wanted my slacker life, was that too much to ask?' [Welcome, Host Cale Henituse.] --------------------------------------------- Author's Note: BNHA A.U.! [Trash of the Count's Family] and [My Hero Academia] don't belong to me. The characters may become OOC, and there will be OCs. English isn't my native language, do pardon me for any mistakes.

Kim Roksoo transmigrates into the body of "Cale Henituse." However, he didn't expect to the story to have major changes. Why is he married to Alver Crossman?

After helping some clown on the streets, Cale finds himself stuck in a new absurd situation. ~~~~~~~ The God of Death had suddenly taken Cale and his family onto the planet Earth, forcing them to blend into their new surroundings. Cale had set up a small yet affordable cafe to stay low for some time. But then, a circus comes to town. It was strange, and at a glance, they could tell those beings were not human. ~~~~~~~ Trash of the Count's Family (TCF) x The Freak Circus (TFC) Ships: Cale x Pierrot Cale x Harlequin Cale x Jester Warnings: • Slight mention of blood • Inaccurate lore • Mischaracterization • Poor grammar + spelling • Writing style, play

The blonde-haired girl laughed nervously, scratching the back of her neck as she opened her mouth, "You'd be surprised what shows up here." His eyes narrowed at her tone, his thoughts racing with whatever the girl meant, at the strange implication beneath her cheerfulness. And then finally, after a moment of silence, he finally responded. "...here?" "Hell," the girl replied, her voice gentle as she told him the truth with a small and cautious smile. "This is Hell." --------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Hazbin Hotel A.U.! [Trash of the Count's Family] and [Hazbin Hotel] does not belong to me. The characters may become OOC. English isn't my native language. Do pardon me for any mistakes.