Starting in Tensura Never felt so Good!

[1st P.O.V]

Life is a pain in the lower rear, I think most of us would agree with that at least. For most of my life, I had those lingering thoughts in my mind. After all, I was an orphan.

Compared to the other kids who said 'life was hard because they couldn't buy lunch one day for the week, I had it harder.

I went with the rule when things get tough get tougher or roll the fuck out. For me, it meant if I wanted to survive, get stronger and if I didn't even try I might as well roll over and die.

Living with that mindset I did what most people did to get stronger, using some of the money I saved up from odd jobs I did, I joined a Martial Arts Dojo at the age of ten.

Realizing I had a talent for it I eventually was picked up by a foreign scout around 4 months after joining the said dojo, which ended up with me travelling around the world after finishing high school at the age of 15.

I participated in tournaments and gained a following slowly but surely I was rising on the social ladder and financial ladder I thought.

As they say not all things go as planned unless your Aizen even he still ended up failing.

A normal human male would find beating the crap out of 27 unarmed thieves an impossible ordeal.

For me I would say It wouldn't be that hard, after all, I beat my entire school Martial Arts club before, I could even beat 27 guys armed.

I just did but I am about to lose my life in exchange, do I have regrets. Everyone does, especially me.

How did I end up In this situation you may ask. I just won a tournament easily after all I learned more than 50+ Martial Arts at this point and I could use all of them efficiently to the point I created my style.

My team and I went out to get some drinks, I was going to the bathroom when some fuckers were harassing a girl.

Even if I am a sadistic prick who joined my school Martial Arts club just to beat the crap out of some snotty-nosed kids I won't stoop so low to sexually harass a girl, especially a loli that looks younger than 18 not even legal bro the fuck.

That altercation led to me beating the shit out of the seven of them in the bathroom. After all, we have to protect the lolis. Having had enough for the night we left the bar with the squad. We said our goodbyes and split up, making my way towards my home.

I turned the corner same low life retards I destroyed called their boyfriends, and that's how I ended up beating up a group of 27 men armed with lethal weapons with only my pure physical strength and martial arts to the point there all knocked on Lady Death's door.

I fell to the ground bleeding too profusely. My entire body was riddled with stab wounds, even if I did Martial Arts for 8 years of my life I wouldn't become immune to pain but I was extremely resilient.

I sat down in the alley leaning against the wall. Times like this I wish I was a fucking anime protagonist with loads of plot armour, become overpowered as fuck and steamroll some kids.

I tried to stand up but to no avail, my wounds were too serious and I was losing blood quickly. Looking at the night sky I couldn't help but curse at myself.

After all, I was slowly breaking my own rule I lived my entire life with,{Unique Skill:Rule Breaker acquired successfully...}, Ho...I'm hallucinating already that just shows how much blood I am losing....damn.

{Illusion Resistance successfully acquired}. I wish I had learned more defensive martial arts.

{Will to learn...Unique Skill:Usurper successfully acquired..}So fucking cold{Cold Resistance successfully acquired....}, I guess this is it, at least I left on a high note..."HAHAHA go fuck yourself you think I would give up your piece of the shit world"

I pushed myself off the wall with all the power I could muster and stood up, threatening to fall face-first into the concrete pavement.

Pushing myself past my limit just like Yami said, I continued limping until I reached the front gate of my flat house.

As soon as I opened it my vision blurred but I pushed myself even further grinding my teeth ignoring the voices in my head.

Opening the gate I made my way to the front door, trying to open it, my anger spiked and I couldn't give two fucks, straight up drop-kicking the door with the rest of my strength.

Falling on top of the broken front door, I crawled to the living room.

On the table directly next to the television, was a framed picture. I used all my strength in my arms and crawled, crawled.....*Crash*...pulling the entire table down I grabbed the photo then hugged it.

My eyes began to lose their normal grey glow, I began to enter what I thought was eternal slumber.

I thought about what I wanted the most at that time for some odd reason.

I wish I was like Garou from One Punch Man, he reached the pinnacle of Martial Arts, even went a step farther to create his style that could kill gods, maybe I could get brought back with that power.

{Unique Skill:Limit break..acquired successfully, Pain Resistance....acquired successfully, Unique Skill:Super Saver.....acquired.....Prioritizing Individuals request...found....granting body...skills...acquired successfully, granted by D###f, transmigration process begins..... successful..}