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MHA Incubus: Chapter 25
🕑 Added 2025-11-03 17:15:13 +0000 UTCPrincipal Nezu whispered. “Alright, you have the quirk erasing bullets, and your target. Shooting him will grant you your freedom from Tartarus. When he finally leaves that building, go ahead and shoot him.” We waited together, Nezu ending the call as I watched along with her. This was my idea; some of these bullets came into our possession, and it made more sense for us to use them than for them to just sit there.
I had missed the conflict Izuka had with Overhaul, but the league of villains showed up to chop his hands off. He must have really pissed them off, but he was the one who gave us the chance to ruin their plans. We waited… And waited… And waited… Hours of waiting before I got too bored to just sit there and wait, instead beginning a conversation with Lady Nagant.
“So you were in jail for following the commands of the hero association to kill villains that couldn’t be controlled. How did you fall for it in the first place?” She kept looking down the barrel of her arm gun as she spoke with a tired voice. “I wanted to trust my country and thought I was doing the right thing. The moment I wanted to stop was when they decided I knew too much to leave free.”
I could only shake my head at her naivety. If you decide to follow your country like that, there is no stepping out. She should have alerted the news or fled the country; only then would she have had a chance. Now, even with her freedom, it would come with plenty of strings tying her down. “So, now that you’re free, what do you plan to do?”
Another long silence before she answered again. “I’m not sure myself. I don’t know if I can be trusted going forward. I just don’t want to be used by someone for evil. I can’t trust the hero committee of government not to try and send me back… So I’ll flee across the ocean to another country when I get the chance… Here they come.”
I watched as the large group of villains poured out of the building, as they were finally heading somewhere. She took aim, held her breath, and fired, hitting the shadow teleporter with the bullet.
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How quickly does a group fall apart when it loses its lynchpin? For the league of villains, a single day. Kurogiri falling over dead(because he was a Nomu) was the death knell in their escape plans. The league of villains was still recovering from losing their main backer in the form of All for One, and had just come out of a pseudo-war with Overhaul's mafia group; they were already weakened, and then lost their true star player.
At the same time, a raid was done on every front or location I knew about. The secret mole wouldn’t have enough time to tell them everything, because it was all happening last minute. Especially because several of their own members were ready to flip, plus the moles we had on our own side were ready to strike when they dropped their guard.
Endeavor met his son, but he was already falling apart, only really being held together by hatred and spite. The longer/harder he fought, the quicker he died. Endeavor didn’t have enough time to convince him to stop what he was doing before his body finally gave out on him. Whatever his plan was to humiliate Endeavor failed because of how much he fought to save his son after the fact.
The surprise in the situation was a mostly recovered All Might. I had spent almost a thousand years of life force to bring him back close to his peak. At that point, it didn’t matter that the villain was the grandson of his mentor; All Might could handle the entire group by himself, but we had all the other heroes there waiting to pounce on them.
Shigaraki could only impotently wail at us as Eraserhead deactivated his quirk long enough to use the quirk-destroying drug we had. He cried like a massive baby. Before he was taken away, All Might hugged him and promised to help him get through this. Even now, he was still trying to see the good in everyone. That was what made him a true hero.
I had to solve several other problems before All for One heard about what happened. In six to twelve hours, when he does, I’d have already(hopefully) won.
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Lady Nagant was a tight virgin. I had so much to do, but there was always time to bed a beautiful woman, at least on my clock there was. I wasn’t even really sure how it happened. One moment, she’s freaking out about killing again. I had to calm her down, explaining what just happened. He wasn’t really alive, and once his quirk deactivated, he fell over dead.
She didn’t kill him; she turned off the corpse of a monster being controlled by another monster. We had the rest of the fight to deal with after that, and before I could give her the money to help her now that she was freed, she began kissing me. I wasn’t sure what I did to make her want me so much; she might have just been attracted to me, but whatever it was, I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
I thought, even with her freshly freed from jail, even with her depressed and not taking good care of herself, she was extremely beautiful. The sight of her underneath me was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but smile like I had won a contest I didn’t even know I signed up for. She looked confused at the sudden new feelings, expecting it to hurt more than it did, but I had gone slow at first.
She was a straight woman after all, a man of my caliber could make her feel things she never felt from anyone else, and no one else ever had her sexually. She hadn’t had mediocre sex, let alone good sex, ever in her life, and now she was having mind-altering sex as her first experience. Her entire goals and life plans rearranged themselves as she grunted, moaned, and clamped around me.
She looked in my eyes, lovingly, as she stated. “I’m… I’m yours.” Still pistoning in and out, I answer her. “Yes, you're mine.” “Then… Cum in me. Put a child in me. Mark me as yours forever!” She screamed with emotions she had locked away for years. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she felt so full physically and emotionally from our connection.
My switch flipped as I went from shooting sterile sperm to the most virile, egg-destroying seed that anyone without a 100% impregnation quirk could have. I filled her to maximum capacity, then even more as it shot out, coating us both as it just kept coming and coming. Even in my human form, I now produced an abnormal amount of semen every time I came. And it left her drunk on the sensation for as long as she remained conscious before finally passing out.
