Prologue

Hi, this is my first fanfic! I felt the last prologue was inadequate and needed some updating. Here it is!

Basic Character RunDown

Name: Kinsame (Money Shark) Shitsuyōgyorai( Relentless Torpedo)

Quirk: Relentless Allows Gyorai to grow in size and power. The second part allows him to phase through objects

Drawback quirk releases chemicals that heavily affect the mental state

Appearance: he has a significant mutation that makes him look like a bipedal shark granting him natural abilities.

Enhanced Endurance

Enhanced Speed

Enhanced Strength

It comes with the significant downside to being weak to electricity and attacks to his snout. DO NOT LET BLOOD COME IN CONTACT WITH HIM.

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The ship was peaceful before the attack happened. I was unlucky enough to be at the bow of the ship. The attack was quick and efficient, killing half the crew with the opening salvo of torpedos; the rest drowned in the turbulent seas. I was the lucky bloke who didn't immediately die from the attack. Instead, i was left a bleeding mess. My legs were broken, my arms were gone, and my ribs were screaming. As i floated in the waters, i could feel my mind slip, the darkness eating into my vision i could feel the water churn below me. Looking down into the water, i spied the last thing my eyes would see in this world. The maw of a beast.

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Heat

Why am i feeling this heat?

Didn't i die?

I looking around this space brought me no clues on where I am.

Suddenly I began to feel tired and seeing no point in fighting the sensation I feel asleep.

My time spent in this place was weird to say the least every time I woke up I felt more whole more concrete. Alarmingly I began to forget. My name, life job all of them washed away leaving my core the only thing left .

It was during one of theses cycles when the pressure started . At first it was manageable nothing I couldn't handle but then it started to get painful. My body was being pushed forced to go in a direction. Then suddenly the heat, pressure and blackness stopped. In its place was blinding light. At this moment I tired to scream.

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(Shitsuyōgyorai Kinsame Aged 2)

Being a toddler already sucks. Being a toddler with platinum saws as teeth sucks even harder. Although babies are pretty top heavy to begin with, having an extra 30 pounds of platinum for teeth was a death sentence to my mobility. Even at the age of two I can barely crawl without risk of snapping my neck. Eating required mom to literally pry my jaws open as I couldn't do so my self. Another iffy thing about my new life. My cousin Jurota Shishida. He though he was so cool being able to stand before I was taking any chance he got to flex on me.

Today however was going to be tiresome. Once a month I had to go to a physical therapist to make sure my jaws didn't lock up due to under usage. Although the experience wasn't to bad I never really enjoyed getting prodded in the mouth. At least today the jerk Jurota had to come.

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Dr. Koma* really needed a drink. Shitsuyōgyorai or Gyorai was coming for his monthly therapy session. Eyeing the time he got up taking one look at his screen before leaving his office to greet the boy and his family.

Even though he's been over seeing the care of Gyorai since he was little he was still shocked by his teeth. Or saws ? Made of solid platinum, they had no cracks to distinguish the separate teeth. Taking the child from his mother Dr.Koma began to prepare putting the child under a sleep induced coma. Once he felt safe enough he quickly went to work molding and working Gyorai's jaw. Grabbing a scissor jack he carefully began to open Gyorai's mouth ,less they have a similar accident like the one they had when he turned one.

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The worst part of going to the clinic was leaving it. Every single time I went their I always left with an headache and lots of pain min my jaw. At least today my mood was much better when saw my cousin arm's limply on his side. Looks like monkey boy had to do some training to day. Snickering so that my mom could hear I could almost hear the thoughts whizzing through her head. As she walked up to Jurota's mom I began to plot any conceivable way I could make my cousin a permanent member of our clinic trips.

A couple guppy eyes later and my objective was achieved. You could almost smell the anger he had towards me but that's what he gets for flaunting his standing!

*Koma: Pissed