OtterlyRidiculous

A hero must be compassionate, selfless and courageous.

But that isn't all. Because a hero must also be powerful.

In this world, power is everything. Strength decides who gets to save lives and who's left with community service. That’s why I was nothing — a rank 50 E-Class reject, skating through the streets, saving what little I could while the real heroes battled gods and monsters.

Then one day, I died. Almost.

Dragged into the abyss, I was given a second chance: the Forever Core. An armor that evolves. A system that never stops adapting. Every battle, every hit, every mistake, I come back stronger.

Now, the monsters that once crushed me can’t kill me the same way twice. 

I must adapt. Evolve. I must grow stronger and fight harder. Because humanity is worth fighting for.

Even if I have to burn every villain alive to prove it.

Evolving Infinitely From An E-Class Hero

"Tick... Tick... Tick..." Bakuzan clicked his tongue. "We're almost there..."

"You wanna go?!" Thunderlash yelled back.

Bakuzan's knuckles cracked as he carved his palms into a claw shape facing the ground.

He slammed his right leg into the ground and spread his other with his other palm slamming directly into the ground as well.

A red pulse of energy erupted from his palm and broke the floor around him, spread a couple in all directions from him and carving out an image on the ground.

The lines were sharp, sleek and with pointy egdes. Everything came together to form a snowflake carved directly into the earths surface with Bakuzan standing right in the middle.

"Destructive Technique: Red Death!"

Bakuzan 2