Orcs. Fairies. Witches. Creatures. Werewolves. Golums. And vampires alike. Let us flourish quietly amongst the tall, old trees that whisper to each other through their thick mossy coats. Grant us to drink and savor, indulge while God's eyes stay closed and their back turned on us. A bratty, greedy child that ran away from its parent's side. Allow us to burn. Flames, soil, moisture, turning our bodies into dust. Let me live. Even if my existence is a wordless fairytale that doesn't know it's end. -This is gender-neutral! -The story, setting, and characters are all mine besides you of course. -The cover was made by me. -Some parts are illustrated (also by me). -I apologize for any grammar mistakes. -Please do not feed the wild vampires! They will come back for more.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ, (if you cannot see the title due to the font, this fic is named "The Worst Possible Reality" Reader is aware of the SCP universe and basically gets isekai'd into (one of the many) SCP universes. This book will probably have both serious moments and crack-fic moments. Enjoy!

I'm not even the protagonist in my own life, so how'd I get wrapped up in this mess? In which an average boy gets thrown into a world of hero's and villains.

(BNHA x gn! Reader) Once upon a time, you wished to be like your idol, All Might. You even had a quirk that was strength based, just like his. But the people around you saw nothing but a copycat, a mockery of their symbol of peace. Your quirk was messy and it turned you into someone you weren't. Now, you're starting to embrace the aggressive side of you, and you aren't too thrilled to find out that a kid around your age gets the easy way out, especially with somebody you looked up to for most of your childhood...

Hanging around alone on an empty playground leads you to meet a certain blonde-haired boy with quite an explosive nature. -All of the art in this book including the cover was drawn by me. -The original characters from My Hero Academia belong to the series author, the rest of them are my own creations. -I apologize for any grammar mistakes, English is my second language.

It was like God was punishing you himself. Somehow, miraculously, your mother actually managed to score a job somewhere- but sadly, it was far away. Like, super far away. Across the entire world far away. Guess this is why she kept on suggesting for you to learn another language. Things will take some adjusting, of course, but you'll make it. With some obstacles along the way. __________ (This story has been rated mature due to the sole fact that there will be some descriptive language regarding some of the characters being.. that, and as well as strong language being used in general. Due to these factors, this has been rated as Young Adult. If there are any possible triggers that might be touched upon, I'll give a heads up).