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What to expect/Warnings!
- The MC is strong but isn't the strongest.
- This story is a crossover, so expect to see characters from other series.
- This story is an AU, so expect some changes.
- Added another element to the power system to make it more interesting.
- The MC won't be a pushover or a pussy, nor will they be denser than a black hole or have any other overused tropes that make you want to pull your hair out (your welcome for that, btw.)
- The MC is on the older side.
- There's a lot of smut, violence, and gore.
- The story will be a mix of fast and slow pace.
- The MC is a flawed and morally grey individual.
- All love interests are twenty or older.
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- 2100 Kaminoge, Japan -
It had been a few months since Cain had arrived in Japan, and he can comfortably say he utterly despises this fucking country. The prejudice against men was worse here in Japan than anywhere else.
At least in most countries, men had some rights and were generally treated well as long as they were told and knew their place.
Meanwhile, Japan was one of the few countries where men had no rights whatsoever and were treated worse than shit. Most men were either killed for the slightest of inconveniences or relentlessly abused in the most humiliating and sickening ways possible just for existing.
While their treatment was disgustingly horrendous, inhumane, and just downright evil, if anyone asked Cain, Japanese men still had it easier than their North Korean brethren, as what they did to men over there made what Japan did to their men look tame in comparison.
Anyways...
Despite the women here being utterly trash, there were exceptions. He's had plenty of pleasant encounters with women and has seen women treat their significant partners as actual human beings on more than one occasion.
It's too bad those types of women were few and far between.
Most women treat the men here as slaves, punching bags, and baby makers. And when they've outlived their usefulness, they're either tossed away, given away as a gift, or outright killed.
It's a miserable and depressing reality ninety-nine percent of men in Japan have accepted long ago.
However, he refuses to be a part of the majority.
If Cain has to punch or kill a bitch, he will, as there's no way he's tolerating anyone's bullshit. He just wants to live his life his way and no one else's.
Unfortunately, the women here have made it nearly impossible for him to do that.
Being over six feet four inches tall, having roguishly handsome looks, being built like a Greek god, and, most notably, having golden brown skin make one stand out in a crowd.
He's lost count of the times women have approached him with the offer of marriage, attempted to force him into servitude, or tried to rape him outright. It got really annoying very fast.
It made Cain sometimes wish he had Wukong's shape-shifting ability so that he could turn into a woman when out in public.
Given Japan's many obvious flaws, one may ask, why not leave?
He didn't leave because Japan was the only place his father had no influence. This was because the Japanese government mostly isolated the country from the rest of the world after men globally lost their rights.
Not only that, but a few high government officials knew who his father was and wanted no association with him or his influence to spread here for various reasons, the main one being they didn't want Eden, in layman's terms, giving their male population any resemblance of hope and developing a backbone.
Thus, he should be safe from his father and Eden. However, Cain knew it was only a matter of time before his father knew of his location and sent people after him anyway.
The only saving grace was that the Japanese government wouldn't assist his father in his capture like the others had. So with that in mind, he sucked it up and dealt with Japan's bullshit.
However, things weren't all that terrible here. Cain still got to do two of his most favorite things in the world: fighting and fucking.
Luckily for him, Japan was the perfect place for that, as it harbored some of the world's most dangerous monsters for him to battle and plenty of willing women to fuck.
On another note, he really needs to find a stable source of income and a place to live, as working odd jobs and crashing at his fuck buddy's places or staying at motels isn't cutting it.
However, having no official documentation made it incredibly difficult, and using forged documents was out of the question. So essentially, Cain was fucked, and not in a good way.
He let out a sigh.
"Are you alright, sir?"
Cain looked up to see a beautiful young woman with a well-endowed figure, long strawberry-blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and fair skin looking at him with concern.
When the woman got a better look at Cain's face, her cheeks tinged slightly red.
'My god, he's hot!!'
He looked like he was straight out of a fantasy romance book!
Seeing the woman's reaction to his appearance, the Latino chuckled inwardly.
"Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just down on my luck," Cain honestly admitted.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked sincerely, making him smile.
"Sure, if you know a place that will hire a foreigner with no documentation, that'd be really helpful," he retorted sarcastically.
However, the woman didn't pick up on his sarcasm and took his response seriously.
"Actually, I do--" Cain looked at her in mild surprise. "--The 7th Unit of the ADC is looking for a caretaker, and they'll hire nearly anyone regardless of their circumstances," she informed him.
"Huh, what are the odds?" Cain muttered under his breath before speaking up. "And how do you know that? Are you a part of the ADC?" He asked curiously, and she nodded.
"Yeah, but I'm in the 6th unit. However, I'm friends with the 7th Unit's chief," she replied. "If you like, I could take you to see her right now," she offered, which Cain accepted.
Cain smiled. "Sure, I wouldn't mind that."
"Great, then follow me. Oh, and before I forget, my name's Ichinose Honami, but you can call me Honami," she introduced herself.
"A pleasure to meet you, Honami. I'm Cain."
As they walked, Honami used this time to learn more about Cain.
"So, Cain, what's brought you to Japan?"
"I decided it was time to settle down and stay in one spot after twenty-five years of non-stop traveling," he replied, earning a confused look from the pink-haired beauty.
"Twenty-five years? If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" Cain grinned at her question.
He loved it when people asked about his age, as he always found their reactions hilarious when he told them.
"I'm forty."
Honami's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets when she heard how old Cain was.
And no one could really blame her, as Cain looked nowhere near his age.
"You're forty?! You don't look a day over twenty-five." She nearly exclaimed, disbelief evident in her tone.
Cain chuckled. "Thanks."
As the two walked and conversed, Cain sensed many eyes on them or, to be more exact, on him.
Their gazes were filled with lust, longing, and awe, while some looked at Honami in envy because, from an outsider's perspective, Honami and Cain looked like a couple due to how Honami acted around the Latino and how close they were walking next to each other.
However, one stood out from the rest.
This individual's gaze was one of recognition, fascination, and something else Cain couldn't put his finger on. He honed in on the person's location and looked to the left, his crimson eyes locking with violet ones.
He also noticed that she had company but chose to ignore them. They weren't of any interest.
The individual staring at him with a peculiar gaze was a beautiful young woman with a well-endowed yet petite frame, purple hair with a ribbon on the left side of her head, square bangs on the right, and fair skin.
Her eyes widened in surprise momentarily when their eyes locked, then narrowed slightly, and her lips formed into a smirk.
Cain gave the unknown woman a flirtatious wink before looking away.
- With the Unknown Woman -
'It's him,' the woman thought giddily.
For several months, the woman had been receiving reports of a man in Mato eliminating entire hordes of Shuuki by himself, saving their units from getting swarmed on multiple occasions, and aiding them in eliminating high-class Shuuki.
At first, she didn't want to believe it, but she continued to receive the same reports about the same man, and eventually, there was video evidence. After watching the videos, any doubts she had previously had were shattered to dust.
The video showed the man described in the reports effortlessly slaying hordes of Shuuki by himself.
In one of them, he even eliminated multiple A-class Shuuki, which would normally take dozens of their most powerful and experienced members to bring down, yet he did it by himself.
Although he did show slight signs of struggling against them, it was nonetheless an impressive feat.
Many questions ran through her mind, and she longed to get answers. Who was this man? How did he obtain his powers? Where did he come from? What was his limit? Did he have more abilities?
However, it seemed like she'd never get her answers, as any attempts to find and possibly recruit the man were futile, infuriating her immensely. But it appeared fate took pity on her as she spotted the man she was looking for when she was having lunch with her friend.
The man was even more handsome and imposing in the flesh. He was absurdly tall, standing well over six feet, had a powerful build, and was either in his early or mid-twenties. His long dark hair was tied into a ponytail, and two large bangs framed his chiseled face. His eyes were redder and brighter in person, his previously clean-shaven face sported a short, well-groomed beard, and his golden brown skin shined naturally.
He was walking alongside and chatting with Honami Ichinose, the recently recruited member of Unit Six.
She watched them like a hawk, not taking her eyes off them for a second, and was unknowingly ignoring her friend, who was trying to get her attention.
Then the unexpected happened: the man's gaze locked on hers.
His bright red orbs stared into her soul. Did he sense her looking at him? A knowing and playful twinkle appeared in his eyes, confirming her theory, which caused her lips to form a smile.
She lightly blushed when the man sent her a suggestive wink before looking away.
"--R-Ren-Chan?" The woman, now known as Ren, snapped out of her trance and looked at the person who called her name.
The individual was a young woman with a well-endowed figure, long blue hair, a fringe covering her forehead, two pigtails on both sides of her head that had beads on them, orange eyes, and fair skin.
"Yes, Bell?"
"T-That was the man from the reports, wasn't it?" Bell asked, and Ren nodded.
"Indeed it was."
"S-Shouldn't we go after him?"
Ren shook her head. "...no, that won't be necessary. I have a hunch we'll be seeing him soon enough."
And she was looking forward to when that time came.
End.