Tokyo Ghoul : I'm Budget Viltrumite
Kirishima was your typical reincarnated guy.
Born once, then reborn into a wild world , he thought he’d get a fresh start.
As a kid, he dreamed of an easy life—maybe some snacks, a quiet place to chill.
But his dad had other ideas, shoving him into the CCG to fight ghouls.
He was awful at it, the worst investigator ever, stumbling through life with dumb luck and a big axe he could barely use.
He laughed it off, cracking jokes to hide how bad he felt.
Life kept kicking him, though, and he never really found his place.
Now, rain poured down, soaking him as he lay in a dumpster.
Trash stuck to his torn clothes, and his back—broken—screamed in pain with every breath.
He couldn’t move.
The humor faded eventually with death dtaring at him.
No more chuckles, no more coping.
“Maybe I never deserved this chance,” he whispered, voice shaky.
The cold rain mixed with his blood, and he stared at the dark sky.
He’d messed up everything—twice, in two lives.
As his eyes closed, he let it all go, expecting nothing but the end.
But when he closed his eyes, he never expected to waking up once again.
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