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BNHA (MHA): Hero Prodigy gets a Femboy System

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A fanfiction inspired by another author's work, they discontinued but I really liked the general idea and wanted to do my own version. WARNING: Contains violence, dark themes, prostitution, rape, abusive themes, adultery, drugs and etc. I also took the liberty of making the villains more like actual criminals than broken heroes, they're basically fucked up. Like real criminals. Also, title clearly says femboy, don't cry about gay this or gay that. If you aren't into rape and other themes, this is clearly not for you. If this gets popular enough, I'll update every chapter with art and character portraits. Nao Ichijo, suburban city boy born and raised in Tokyo. Parents were prestigious heroes and he himself was a proud hero student, hoping to one day join the ranks of U.A and graduate, and work at a hero agency his parents found themselves in. Yet as he failed the entrance exam, a sort of depression took over him as he mindlessly boarded a train home. His failure, his parents disappointment... when a villain suddenly grabbed him and gagged his throat, coating his body with a slimy fluid. As he felt his consciousness fade, he saw a dream... [System activated... prolonging airways... sustaining life... attempting resuscitation...] [Wake the fuck up asshole.] He hadn't died yet, and as his eyes kicked in he was in an alleyway far off, about to undergo surgery, organ traffickers. And yet the only thing he could focus on was the text box infront of him. [You have been selected as a candidate.] [Detecting genitalia... Detected: Penis (7in) ] [System is not optimized for make hosts. Would you still like to continue? Y/N ]
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