Ukeire Series: Deep Within (Rewrite)
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Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2020
"Ava have you seen Kiro!"
"No why?"
"Cause he's not in his room, and..."
"And what?!"
"There's blood"
In a world where 99% of the population has powers, a boy named Kiro doesn't. He's a member of the villain league VLAS, who was captured by "heroes". He's thrown into a highschool to train more "heroes" if you want to call them that. He sees the flaws if society, and he wants to change that. But he can't do it alone. As he meets new companions, old enimes, and more trouble then he could hope, can he make the changes he wants to? Or will he be eaten up by the flawed world?
⚠Warning⚠
Includes the following that may trigger some audiences
Violence (a lot)
Murder
Torture
Cussing ( just gonna put this on after more servere ones why don't we-)
Bullying
Night terrors
Blood gore and all that good stuff-
Death (obviously)
Cringness
Thats all!
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