MTL - Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer - Chapter 430 Fairy stance

Lieutenant Reia a fox girl and a squad leader, comes back from a highly dangerous mission that involved the retrieval of a highly confidential file.Reia looked into the files themselves while on the mission and discovers a blueprint of a generator for a new source of energy that could potentially wipe out the entire world. Upon returning to her quarters she tries to figure out what the military plans to do and how much time they have before they need to leave.However, the military already made their move and sent someone to assassinate Reia and her squad. Reia knowing exactly what they were here for decides to push forward the plan to run away from the military. Killing the general that came to kill them sets off the military to hunt Reia and her squad forcing them to leave.Reia and her squad then attempt to escape but while they are escaping, the middle of the military base began to erupt. Massive cracks formed across the entire military city, and then these cracks began spewing green lava.This green lava had an effect causing everyone that was touched by the lava to turn into a mutant. Half humans became a much bigger version of their animals and humans became an elongated version of themselves. Their bodies would turn into a black oily slime substance and lose all logical thought.Reia and her squad manage to make it to the outer city without being infected but were separated in the process.Now being separated each of the members must survive on their own and find a way to regroup.Reia knew how strong her squad members were and believed they could survive, but now it was her mission to find her members again and find a safe place to survive the apocalypse.

“I beg you, please teach me how to pick up female angels!!!”
Pleaded the twelve-winged angel.

“Teacher!! How can I fool more people into my sect?”
Asked a devil in the devil world.

“Do you know how to save the family cat that died last night?”
Someone in the sky is too embarrassed and asks me quietly.

“All the angel, all the big deity, please I am not God, I am really just a summoner….”
I said painfully.

This is the story of a poor boy and how he becomes the greatest summoner who dominates the six worlds because of an accidental acquisition of Dimension.

- Description from Novelupdates

A young boy dies a tragic death and is granted 3 wishes. He chooses to be reborn in MHA with the Telekinesis as his quirk and the potential to achieve Absolute Mastery and Power over his ability.The MC will be overpowered and there will be some dark elements. The novel will be quite realistic in the context of the MHA world. The MC will be cruel to his enemies and kind to those he cares about. There will be romance and potential for a harem of about 3, but not more than 5.I plan to continue with this hopefully until the end of MHA canon.I aim to upload chapters of about 2k words, and I hope people enjoy this fanfic. I'm open to any suggestions and criticism on how I could improve, but please no hate for no reason.The first few chapters are quite dark, but it gets better after that, so please stick around till then.MHA and any of the characters in it do not belong to me.I will try to release a bonus chapter every 1,000 powerstones. Although, it depends on if I have chapters ready.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”