quest to despair volume 1(rework)
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The Demon of the UFC
The final, searing sting of humiliation was the last grain of sand in an hourglass of torment. For Hiroki, it wasn't just a feeling; it was the key to a cage of a monster sleeping he didn't know that existed. The world, once a vibrant tapestry of colors and sounds, shattered into a mosaic of broken glass, each shard reflecting a distorted, hateful face. The laughter of his tormentors echoed not just in his ears, but in the marrow of his bones, a vile symphony that awakened something ancient and ravenous within him. It was a hunger that had been dormant, fed on the bitter meals of every insult and failure. Now, it roared to life. This wasn't a human anger; it was a primal, monstrous thing, a beast forged in the abyssal darkness of his subconscious. It gnawed at the edges of his sanity, its voice a gravelly whisper promising retribution, not just for the present moment, but for a lifetime of pain. The world went silent, then it began to change. His skin stretched taut over muscles that swelled and bulged, a grotesque parody of strength. Veins, black as spilled ink, snaked across his body, pulsing with a terrible energy. His hands, once clumsy and hesitant, curled into talons that yearned to rend and tear. His teeth sharpened, his jaw dislocating with a sickening pop as his mouth widened into a rictus of silent fury. His eyes, once a soft brown, became twin pools of molten gold, burning with an unholy light. In their depths, there were no tears, no fear, only the chilling reflection of the monster he was becoming. The boy, Hiroki, was gone, his consciousness a tiny, trapped bird in a body that was no longer his own. It was a vessel for the beast, and the beast, born of his choices and his pain, was finally free. Its first act would be to show them all that the consequences of their cruelty were not theirs to bear alone, but would be shared by everyone who had ever stood by and watched. A Monster is Born. He is Coming
Hiroki Mori: Re: Born
Five years of nothing but pain and heartbreak, Hiroki mori is now 17 and in his Junior year in Highschool. One day he meet's a transfer student named Jay, and his life hasn't been the same since. This is Hiroki Mori: Re: Born, a Kokujin no Tenkousei fan fic
The Infinite Ascent
The sky cracked, and the world changed. On that day, countless prodigies awakened their path to transcendence. He awakened nothing. Mocked as a cripple, discarded by his sect, and broken by fate, he should have remained forgotten. But in his deepest despair, a system whispered to him: [To rise, you must suffer.] His cultivation does not strengthen him it devours him. Every breakthrough is agony, every step forward carved from blood and loss. Yet within that torment lies a path no one else can walk... a path toward the infinite. Witness the journey of a boy who starts at the very bottom, enduring tragedy and betrayal, and climbs beyond heaven itself. ⚔ Weak-to-Strong | 🌑 Dark Fantasy | 🔥 Devouring Cultivation | ✨ Transcendence
{OLD} Riddle of heaven - Kokujin no tenkousei (AU/crossover)
We all know what happened to Hiroki. But what if I told you that all he needs is a therapy. A very unusual therapy.... Just for disclamer. This story will unfold in a way that was yet unheard of in this fandom (if you can even call it that lol). Or at the very least, a very rare one. Ps. I did state it in the sidenotes but I'll repeat. THE CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER, FEW ASPECTS AND CHARACTERS FROM THE DOUJIN WILL BE A BIT ALTERED DUE TO PLOT. I don't own either of these IP's and the credits go to glowstick entertainment (Dark deception) and Terasu MC (KNT)
Kokujin no tenkoushi (Emotionless HIroki)
After facing the worst betrayal in history, something changed in HIroki and that change will completely change the lives of the traitors and bastard
Reincarnation: Issei's Regression
"So this is what my fate is. Abused and betrayed, huh?" Those were the last words of Issei Hyoudou. Before he was stabbed by Raynare. The usual timeline. With a massive twist of him being abused due to his lack of magic power. However, when he was revived, he was able to be revived, by an unknown factor known as the System. He was tired of everything and was done being nice and kind to others. Deciding to abandon that completely, he decided to become how the clan views him to be. His ruthlessness, callousness and coldness is displayed, as he doesn't care on them, and only values those that have him by his side. His system, now coming to assist him garnered him access to powers and God like Servants who are fanatically and devotionally loyal to him. His powers, made him a target, but no one is safe from his manipulation, no one is safe from his words, for he shall be building a world of loyal beings around him. High School DXD belongs to Icihei Ishibumi
Tensura - Systematic Overpowering (Milim Nava x male reader)
Y/N L/N was a normal 19 year old boy. He enjoyed all kinds of things, like anime, video games, and fantasy, including a bit of mythology. He was living a normal life, even if he didn't really like it. He dropped out of college, and was working at a fast food chain. But one fateful day... he died! What a shocker. No one expected that here, right? He then was reborn into the colorful but hostile world of Tensura! The powerful skills he'd gain from that reincarnation will guide him on a journey to become strong. After all he wasn't planning on being controlled and be forced to work a job he didn't want like in his previous life. But there was one skill in particular... One skill that changed the very essence of his being. One skill that simply called itself "The System". (Saybil is only there to represent the MC and has nothing to do with the actual story. Cover was made by me using MadiBang Paint Pro. The sources I used are as follows: https://tensura.fandom.com/wiki/That_Time_I_Got_Reincarnated_as_a_Slime https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/46851738-hud-frames-futuristic-modern-user-interface-elements-hud-control-panel-high-tech-screen-digital-hologram-window-gaming-menu-touching-cyber-monitoring-set https://in.pinterest.com/pin/132996995238972480/ https://br.pinterest.com/pin/195343702581670556/)
My Hero Academia: System Upgrade
Izuku Midoriya was never meant to follow anyone else's path. When a snarky, chaotic system binds to him after the USJ attack, he doesn't just get stronger - he gets smarter, sharper, and deadlier. Now, with a mind honed like a blade and a system that can't stop teasing him, Izuku is ready to rewrite the rules of hero society - one tactical victory at a time. Allies admire him. Enemies fear him. Some hearts start to fall for him. But the path to becoming a true hero isn't paved with strength alone. It's paved with strategy, grit, and a whole lot of sass.
The final, searing sting of humiliation was the last grain of sand in an hourglass of torment. For Hiroki, it wasn't just a feeling; it was the key to a cage of a monster sleeping he didn't know that existed. The world, once a vibrant tapestry of colors and sounds, shattered into a mosaic of broken glass, each shard reflecting a distorted, hateful face. The laughter of his tormentors echoed not just in his ears, but in the marrow of his bones, a vile symphony that awakened something ancient and ravenous within him. It was a hunger that had been dormant, fed on the bitter meals of every insult and failure. Now, it roared to life. This wasn't a human anger; it was a primal, monstrous thing, a beast forged in the abyssal darkness of his subconscious. It gnawed at the edges of his sanity, its voice a gravelly whisper promising retribution, not just for the present moment, but for a lifetime of pain. The world went silent, then it began to change. His skin stretched taut over muscles that swelled and bulged, a grotesque parody of strength. Veins, black as spilled ink, snaked across his body, pulsing with a terrible energy. His hands, once clumsy and hesitant, curled into talons that yearned to rend and tear. His teeth sharpened, his jaw dislocating with a sickening pop as his mouth widened into a rictus of silent fury. His eyes, once a soft brown, became twin pools of molten gold, burning with an unholy light. In their depths, there were no tears, no fear, only the chilling reflection of the monster he was becoming. The boy, Hiroki, was gone, his consciousness a tiny, trapped bird in a body that was no longer his own. It was a vessel for the beast, and the beast, born of his choices and his pain, was finally free. Its first act would be to show them all that the consequences of their cruelty were not theirs to bear alone, but would be shared by everyone who had ever stood by and watched. A Monster is Born. He is Coming
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