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Just Another MHA Fanfic

(Thank you to LordValmar for the new image) Oliver, a calm man who had enjoyed his life to the very end, given the choice as all those before him to reincarnate. Leaving it all up to chance, he spun a wheel.

SyberisLevoca · 漫画同人
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29 Chs

The King

Oliver was tired, not because he didn't sleep, no despite his busy schedule, he slept properly still, no he was tired because this woman, who could only be described as a Karen, kept coming around and trying to sue them because of something or another, saying it was out of code, which Oliver knew, they were in code, since not only during the renovation did he make friends with a few of the contractors, but even had one let him know if anything changed that would make his business suffer a legal backlash.

The bitch was persistent as shit, and Oliver was on the very edge of deciding she would be the first one he would kill in this world, but he decided otherwise, he was in the public image and the police were well aware of this woman. So if she suddenly disappeared, it would make them look into the Kings again, and whereas they wouldn't find anything, he needed to slowly build up a trust, things like this may shake that trust.

So instead, Oliver did what he has become, very skilled at recently. Which was stalking, a weird thing to say out loud, but apparently Barry, you know his landlord? Actually really skilled, like, very skilled.

Barry, as he promised asked no questions, simply asked Oliver to pay for the lessons, and he did. With that, Oliver learned all about stealth and how to make himself practically vanish. Kind of felt like an AC character at times, he learned something that he always questioned. When an Assassin sits down between people and opens a newspaper? Actually a very viable strategy, people seemed to care if you got near them if you looked good, smelt good, and overall seemed to be a pleasant person.

He, while practicing actually got quite a few numbers, one from a lawyer who was trying to step up his game in the business, and multiple numbers of women, and some men. Oliver never turned down any of them and greeted them with a smile and a nod. He may never call most of them, but who could blame him?

After having stalked this Karen, he found she owned a similar Bar, and after a slight appearance change, he was able to sit into her bar and observe like just some lonesome guy trying to drown his sorrow.

It was actually here that he learned a few rather dark things about this woman.

She used her ownership as a way to manipulate some of the employee's into working bogus hours, and she was actually paying them below the correct wage, but because of the general atmosphere of the bar, which, music was shit, chairs and stools were shit, the booth was so uncomfortable, for it alone he thought about shooting up the place. Obviously, he didn't. At least not yet.

He actually began to note and record all the things that went on, and within a few days, he had enough evidence to not only shut down her business, but also take her employees, one thing she did right was all the people he hired for his own bar, they were either handsome or pretty, one woman had a particularly fat ass, but he didn't pay attention to it for now. Instead, what he did was sneak in after closing, steal anything that was useful, or had a value above how much a pencil costs. After he robbed the place blind with relative ease, cleaned out the registers, safes, everything. He made a 'Scorned' customer I.D., where he called the police and began to complain with a high-pitched voice, turning himself into his own version of a Karen. And after the cops got all the evidence, the place was shut down in 24 hours, and due to Karen actually attempting to attack one of the cops, she ended up being held on charges for assaulting an officer.

He welcomed his new employees with open arms, some of them actually cried when they compared their treatment now, to how Oliver and the rest of his Kings treated them. Oliver had actually found one of the smaller guys crying in the bathroom, at first he was about to go out and kick whoever one of his boys' ass that decided to upset his employee, but after listening, it was just a normal guy under a lot of pressure, and it suddenly getting so much better, Oliver actually learned his mother was being treated for cancer, but because the insurance couldn't cover everything, and the guy had been previously been making barely enough to live on while also trying to help, Oliver helped him, a contract signed and some talks with the guys Mother got her moved to a better hospital, and the only thing the guy had to do was work for them for a certain amount of time. This way he also had an excuse to properly train the guy, not only as a cook but also as a person, helping him build up his physique along with his confidence.

It was around this time that Oliver realized, he actually likes helping people a lot, it felt something completely in him, he was no hero, but helping just, the normal guy who was actually under a lot of stress, he labeled it to know how it feels and knowing how much when he was at his low, someone like him to help him through it all would've been a miracle sent by the Gods.

Oliver amused himself, saying he was basically the Civilians superhero but he just laughed it off, but he made sure to remind himself of it occasionally, because, despite how he acted, and the kind of person he was, he did plan to open a bounty hunting agency, purely dealing with people who the Hero's and Cops couldn't, a place where that the worst of the worst would be hunted like animals.

A side note that Oliver found out, apparently Barry knew a gunsmith, and after a few meetings, Oliver had his own custom weapons, they weren't at what he wanted them to be yet, but there was only so much he could modify as a 'Civilian.'.

Oliver was having a nice sandwich, like a really good one. It was lunch time, and Oliver without making it look weird was making love to this sandwich, not only did he enjoy the fact that he had another three prepared for when he got hungry later, but he realized one of the reasons he liked the money so much, was because good fucking food existed. He was enjoying life right until Ko practically broke his door down by entering so fast, during a particularly juicy part of his lunch.

''One of our boys just got beat up by some thugs and was taken, hostage!"