DemonKingAkuma

My name is [REDACTED]. 

I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year.

As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. 

However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck.

I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero.

“Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.”

I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts.

Reincarnated as a Grunt No. 703

Grunt No. 702, No. 704, and No. 711 had all reached the last platform, where an equally large finish line arch stood. There, under the very same finish line arch, stood an individual they were quite well acquainted with...

It was none other than Lord Max Brain, their leader.

"Congratulations, my loyal grunts! The three of you are the first to reach the finish line!" Lord Max Brain congratulated the three grunts in front of him proudly. He stepped out of the comfortable shade of the finish line arch and approached the three grunts. His shiny bald head, with his 'M' symbol proudly labeled on his forehead, shone brightly in the clear afternoon sky. The light reflected from his shiny head temporarily blinded the three grunts, forcing them to cover their eyes for a moment.

The Absence of a Buddy