Trouble x Hero x Love (The Boys/To LOVE-Ru)
Forced to live in Kansas with minimal Vought support a year before his debut, John found himself thoroughly annoyed. A god like him doesn't belong on the shoddy farms of the Midwest. His frustration reached new heights when he witnessed a mischievous pink devil, armed with her gadgets, playing in his barn AGAIN, gleefully screaming, 'Hey! Hey! Look at me, John!' Thus, the intergalactic romance begins in the age of hedonistic gods wandering the earth.
Prologue: The Great Gig in the Sky
The universe is vast—undeniably vast. Within its expanses lie the unknown, from millions of planets and stars to cosmic materials and even civilizations. However, for now, let's focus on a single blue planet huddled inconspicuously within a system of stars.
Enter Planet Earth.
Earth is a celestial oasis hidden in the immensity of space—a hypnotic orb of blue and green. Its lush continents, festooned with a breathtaking mosaic of landscapes, stretch beneath the embrace of wispy clouds. Vast oceans, shimmering in hues ranging from cerulean to deep indigo, support tens of thousands of marine lives. From towering mountain ranges that pierce the sky to sprawling plains that whisper with the winds, this planet is irrefutably blessed.
But let's shift our focus to the top dog of this planet—the United States of America
The strongest empire of the modern age.
The land where mythical heroes of ancient times seem to walk the Earth once more.
The story begins in—
BOOM!
Suddenly, the tranquil serenity of the wide, open field was shattered by a deafening and sudden crashing sound that echoed with formidable resonance.
A man armed with a rifle hurriedly opened his door. His eyes scanned the field, and dread crept over him as he saw a patch he owned engulfed in flames.
"FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK! MY MJ PATCH! I HAD TO MOVE TO FUCKING KANSAS JUST TO PLANT THESE MOTHERFUCKERS!" The man screamed in anguish as he held his rifle. Of course, he knew the proper way to handle it. He's an American citizen, after all.
His anguished eyes looked at the zone where the source of the sound came from.
His eyes took in the figure of a metallic saucer. A wide metallic saucer was burning in the field. A fucking UFO was in his patch.
"What the fuck? Is this another one of those Vought products?" he muttered with tension in his voice.
"Wait, hold on... Don't tell me it's a fucking real to honest god UFO? A fucking alien?" he asked himself as he began to walk toward the metallic saucer.
He readied his gun and put his finger on the trigger. He walked towards one side of the saucer that looked like an entrance to the vehicle. Then the door moved.
The man immediately screamed out, "Don't you fucking dare! You're on American soil now, motherfucker! "
The creaking sound of the door continued.
"So that's how you liked it, huh? You want the fucking War of the Worlds!? I give you the War of the Fucking Worlds!" The man screamed out both in fear and in anger. He steadily and slowly increased the force on his finger holding the trigger. He's ready to shoot.
Then the door broke down. He held his breath. His eyes were on the scope.
He waited and waited... and waited...
But no one was inside. It simply broke down.
"…What? Is this another one of Vought's failed prototypes for Supes?" He asked once more.
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John leaned back on the edge of his bathtub. His hair was wet, and his muscular structure was apparent in his naked body submerged in the scented water.
His face was scowling. Why? Because right now, he's not happy. Who's going to be happy when someone just told you that you're going to live for an entire fucking year in a Midwestern shithole filled with farms, barns, and farm tools?
A god like him doesn't deserve this. A god like him deserves to be with his slavish followers, basking in his deserved glory.
'I deserve to hear the praises of the monkeys praising me with all of their might!' John screamed out in his head, his eyes glowing crimson—hot energy condensing in his pupils.
'Who the fuck do they think they are!? I'm too young to debut!? To be a bit accustomed to the American public?! What a joke! The public will praise me because they need to worship their god!' He raged in his thoughts once more.
John gritted his teeth. After a few moments, he sighed. The crimson energy coalescing in his eyes ceased to exist once more. He leaned his head back and relaxed his body into the bathtub.
'Well, at the very least, the house was decent,' John thought sarcastically. The house provided by Vought is certainly decent and was complete with proper apparatus. Kitchen, restroom, wide bed, guest room—all of it was present. He even had a fucking barn where farm equipment was stored. As if he will even do such plebeian work in the first place. There were cameras present at the beginning, but John always scans them with his X-ray vision and crushes them immediately.
He liked his privacy. Vought can eat trash if it thinks it could violate it.
He looked up once more and contemplated.
Contrary to stereotypes of rural areas, the town of Bigville is actually relatively decent and a bit modernized, though not to the extent of decadent megacities and urban areas. Hospitals, schools, supermarkets, and everything else were present, but you just have to walk miles and miles away to reach them.
Small churches were present everywhere in Bigville. Its inhabitants were, surprisingly enough, actually faithful and did basic charities, unlike what he saw in the cities.
"A year before my debut... As if I can wait that long! "The young blonde Supe muttered angrily and was about to punch the water. But he realized it was a bad idea. He didn't want his tub broken.
'Don't want another Vought employee messing my shit.' He thought as he relaxed once more.
But then something happened in the water in his tub. In the middle of the tub, electricity appeared and began to crackle, but immediately disappeared.
"What the fuck? "He asked once more as he heard the crackle with his superhearing. He used his X-ray vision to confirm what it was, but there was nothing there.
John closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Midwestern fuckery is taking a toll on me."
After a few moments, he relaxed once more.
"A god like me... being reduced to a mess like this..." He sighed and repeated his self-affirming words once more.
He extended both of his arms and his hands, demonstrating grasping as if he were holding something: "I could literally fucking hold Stan with both of my arms! I will hold his shoulders like this and, with his tearful begging eyes looking at me, LASER THE FUCK OUT OF HIS GODDAMN BRAIN-"
His roar of anger was cut off. Why? Because the tub immediately crackled, which was followed by an explosion of water.
Then a shadow appeared behind the explosion of water.
"SUCCESS! "A feminine voice screamed out giddily.
"…Huh? "John uttered it blankly. His body was still in the tub, with both of his arms still extended.
The figure became apparent.
Ambrosia lips. Pink hair. Green eyes. A bodily figure that could make Aphrodite herself jealous appeared.
"Huh? "John echoed once more. He can't comprehend what's happening. A god like him can't comprehend what's happening at the moment.
If his brain can't figure out what's happening, his eyes certainly can.
His eyes ate the figure's voluptuousness. Her starry eyes, her soft milk skin,
'Wait, how did I know how her skin felt? ' John immediately thought, although his brain was not at 100 percent function at the current moment.
"Hmm? Are you finished? "The voluptuous pink-haired woman asked him with an innocent voice and a pure smile.
'Huh? Finish what—' His thought was cut off. Suddenly, he realized that both of them were naked. And his hands were not retracted yet.
Not yet retracted from grasping her bountiful breasts.
He immediately flew out of the tub, and his back crashed on the restroom's wall.
"WHAT IN CHRIST'S NAME!?" John, the self-proclaimed God, screamed out like a civilian hunted by a villain for the first time.
Thus, in the heart of Kansas, the intergalactic princess met the blonde prince.
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Hello! This is another one of my stories. I hope to continue this series.