A world where superheroes wait, wait, wait, what the F*ck is this---
I am a superhero, I mean a person with superpowers, and it is illegal because some people like me want to invade the whole world. Now being a superhero means being a traitor… I save you from two paragraphs of yapping, hahaha, nice, huh?
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CAR CRASHES…
He is a superhero who possesses the ability to regenerate any part of his body in a relatively short amount of time, with the exception of his head, which is his weak point. Because his head is similar to that of a normal human being, he always wears an indestructible helmet to protect it. Realist's powers include instant regeneration.
"The F*ck was that? I crashed into someone!" said Realist to himself.
"You are trying to kill my disabled son," an old woman comes out of the car that was really hit.
Well, let's pause here,
While I was talking to you guys, I hit a car with an old lady and her disabled son. They got some minor injuries, but when they got taken to a hospital, her son fell from the stairs at night, and then her mother committed suicide.
Now her sons think it happened because of me, and by the way, she has 4 sons.
The F*ck I did. It's like saying Mia Khalifa became a p*rnstar because of Hitler.
"I don't know what the F*ck you mean by that," Simon growled to himself.
"This is my friend Simon. He is Black, basically a Ni.....," said by Realist,
"If you say it, I am going F*ck you up, and who the F*ck are you even talking to, man?" Simon said it aggressively to the realist.
Realist smirked and said, "Relax, guys, he is not gay."
"Man, f*ck you and your jokes," Simon told the realist calmly.
"So anyway, did you talk to him about our next job?" the realist asked Simon with curiosity.
"Yeah, but the job is not suited for us," Simon
"What do you mean?" Realist?, asked in curiosity.
"I mean, you have to fall in love with a girl, then be invited to her house, and then murder her father." Simon said.
"So???" Realist replied with indifference.
"So I am Black, and you suck," Simon said with exasperation.
"You are quite self-aware, huh?" Realist replied sarcastically.
"I think I can do that. Find Jimmy; he's good at this," Realist told Simon.
Realist and Simon go to Jimmy's house for his help in their new mission. He is blonde and wealthy. And a lot of experience in getting girls.
The realist knocks on the massive mansion door.
"Yo, Jimmy!" I heard your asshole got a little wider, huh?" Realist said it when he saw Jimmy.
"F*ck you," Jimmy replied.
"Huuuaaaahhhh, there is my boy." Realist laughs in excitement.
"So? What's up?" Jimmy asked the reason for their arrival:
"We need your help," Simon said to Jimmy.
"In what?" Jimmy asked.
"Trapping a girl in love," Simon said.
"Skill issue, use my boy, skill issue, but I can't do it; I am married. I can help you with it," Jimmy said with pride.
"Sure, take a shot," the realist advised.
"Foremost, you need to be confident… I mean super confident, no lazy moments, and bullshit talk. Straight to the point and keep typing, " Jimmy advises them.
"Is this all? Let's get that b*tch". Realist replies.
So, realist Simon and Jimmy go to the musical university of Tokyo. They waited outside. When the girl comes outside, they ask the realist to approach her with a mic and recorder, so they can listen and guide him.
"Look at the weather, huh! It's so nice," the realist said in a soothing voice.
"Excuse me! Who are you?" Misa asked, confused.
Misa is the name of the girl they want to trap.
"I am just passing by, and I saw you. You are so beautiful, but you know what the reality is, "the realist said.
"The reality is that I am a contract killer, and I am here to trap you in love to kill your father."
"What?" Misa said.
Suddenly, six Land Cruisers arrived at the area and surrounded them with machine guns.
"I am just joking," realists thought these guys are the protectors of Misa.
"Who are you guys?" Misa panicked.
Realist looked at Misa. "Wait, they are not with you."
"Mission abort, 3rd party, 3rd party!" Realist said into his mic to Simon.
Simon picks up his machine gun and says, "Get dooooown," starts shooting, and kills some 3rd party members, but their cars are bulletproof.
Realist picks Misa up and starts running towards their van. The 3rd party doesn't shoot at them because they want to kidnap Misa. They try to grab him, but he punches them and runs towards the van, where he picks up his helmet, which is made of an indestructible diamond material.
So realists have an instant regeneration except for their heads. If you cut his whole body from his head, he will still be alive and regenerate his body in a few days, but a bullet to the head ends all.
So he wears his helmet and starts walking towards the Land Cruisers. The machine guns and the MP5s start shooting him, but he doesn't respond and keeps walking towards them.
They shot him so much that they could see the other side of his body. Then he draws his gun and shoots 7 people instantly; then he reloads and again shoots 7 more instantly.
The remaining 3 start begging for their lives.
"I can't leave you guys alive…"
"What will the people who are reading right now think—that I am just a basic anime superhero? I am not a basic anime superhero, and this is not an anime." Realist tilted his head and laughed, a small, patient sound.
After saying this, he put the brains out of all three of them.
"Reality is reality, and a dream is a dream, but everything you see with your eyes is not reality, and everything you see at night is not a dream"
"You chose your path, and that's the reality. That is your reality, literally, and that's how your reality ends."
"You see, guys, when you do something, do it the right way because that's the reality. Come to reality, and don't live in dreams. Wake up, guys, wake up."
"That was more cringe than the acting of p*rnstars at the beginning of each video," Simon disappointingly said.
"N*gga, who the f*ck comes up with this f*cking retarded a*s quote"
Realist turns his head towards Simon.
"F*ck you, n*gger"