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

It started with the sickening cracking of bones. Then came the scanty fur. Black, spaced across the skin in patches and steaming like it had just been boiled.

Fifteen men collapsed to the grassy floor, convulsing as their body twisted and wraped unnaturally.

Their arms lengthening, jaws distorting, claws tearing through skin like paper. Then —

The whole area erupted into shrieks as the newly formed Calamity Creatures lunged at the direction Bakuzan pointed at.

They raced like a your everyday pack of wolves, but were stronger, faster and several times more vicious than any regular wolf.

In a matter of seconds, they had already arrived at were the civilians took refuge against the trees of the forest.

Hold The Line