Bem, se adaptar a novas situações são sempre difíceis! Mas humanos possuem um dom de adaptação surpreendente. Mas, ele não era mais humano, e esse mundo não era mais o mesmo que ele viveu, esse mundo era para ser somente ficção! (Essa é minha primeira fanfic! Quaisquer erros, sendo gramaticais ou de continuação, por favor comentar que eu irei corrigilos no menor tempo possível)

After the torture he was subjected to in the Readjustment Classes, John wasn't sure how he could bear to live with himself anymore, not after everything he did as the Tyrant of New Bostin. He wasn't a good person. He was nothing but the hollow husk of a monster, something that should be left to fade away into the darkness-alone, forgotten. But within that pit he was content with laying in, to let any shred of hope he could have wilt and die, a light pierced through the depths. Unordinary, a book his dad wrote for him, and John finds it in himself to believe...maybe he can be a good person after all. Or: William's message truly gets through to John, he learns to help others with his power, and changes ripple throughout John's life and the hierarchy that almost destroyed him because of it.

Credit to @raiko575 for the shido, Ayanokouji art on this killer cover thank you. Blue Lock Crossover Discord for updates also here: https://discord.gg/9SGQK5Vfp7 **** After experiencing what highschool life has to offer for a little over a year, everything came crashing down for Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Through no fault of his own, he has been forcibly taken out from ANHS by none other than his father. With the help of Tsukishiro, Ayanokouji's Father was able to dock his mid-term assessment, failing him in the process. Now leaving the school he enjoyed the small comforts of student life, Ayanokouji had to return to the White Room. ''The way I see it, you have two options bland masterpiece. You can accept a defeat you couldn't control and venture off into the obscurity that comes with politics. Or you can undergo my 'little' whiteroom experiment and pave your future with your own merits.'' The tall but skinny man in glasses and showing a blank stare reaffirmed himself. ''Don't get the wrong idea, genius. You will be going into uncharted territory and you might not even make it to my 300 man list. And even then, the only way you can reap the rewards I've laid out for you is by becoming the best. But how about it, perfect human? Do you want to keep those training wheels your father placed on you to satisfy his path, or do you want to let go of the training wheels and try something you actually have a chance at failing at? Doesn't it entice you?'' Those questions entered the very fabric of Ayanokouji's being. He had no other chance. If he wanted to experience the life he so desperately craved, then he must win the new white room: BLUE LOCK.