Super God Academy: Kabuto

Don't use your brain while watching; leave it here. The protagonist won't participate much in the early episodes. Given his strength, he wouldn't join the Super God Academy. His role in the beginning is mainly to change things that I believe shouldn't have happened. Later in the Void arc, the Super Soldier Squad will have gained some strength and will fight alongside the protagonist against the Void.

In Juxia City, a hospital room filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The boy on the hospital bed fluttered his eyelashes, as if breaking free from deep water, and slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were initially filled with a blank mist, reflecting the pale white ceiling.

"here it is……?"

He murmured unconsciously, his voice hoarse. Then, as if a red-hot key had been inserted into the lock of memory—

boom!

A tsunami of images and emotions washed over him without warning! Strange, familiar, fragmented, coherent... countless fragments screamed and forced their way into his consciousness. Intense pain made him curl up abruptly, his fingers digging into his hair, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the patient's hospital gown.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the devastating pain slowly receded like the tide, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation. He lay by the bedside, panting heavily, like a dying fish. Gradually, some information began to settle and surface from the chaos.

Lin Yu. That's his name.

Time travel. The world of "Super God Academy".

Orphaned at a young age, he was adopted by Qi Lin's father and developed a close sibling-like relationship with the spirited policewoman.

And... a fainting spell of unknown cause left him lying here.

The moment he finally sorted out his thoughts, a chilling shiver crept up his spine. This wasn't a game, not a dream; it was the reality he had to breathe, the reality he had to survive.

He gritted his teeth and slowly pulled the IV needle out of the back of his hand. The slight pain made him more awake. His feet felt a little unsteady when they landed, but he held on and moved step by step toward the window that let in the dim light of the day.

The closer you get, the more the scene outside the window fills your entire field of vision—

The sky has cracked open.

A massive, deep, slowly rotating, purplish-purple chrysanthemum-shaped fissure hangs high above the city skyline. It is neither cloud nor light, but more like a scar branded directly onto the sky, radiating a silent yet immense sense of oppression that chills and instills a feeling of insignificance in those who witness it.

Lin Yu's fingertips pressed against the cold glass, turning slightly white.

"Hey bro, why aren't you lying in your hospital bed? What are you doing wandering around by the window?"

A clear voice rang out from behind, carrying a familiar concern and a hint of barely perceptible reproach.

Lin Yu didn't turn around, responding almost instinctively, "Qilin, what brings you here?"

"I came home from get off work to see you, but no one answered the door after knocking for ages. When I opened it, I found you collapsed on the floor!" Qi Lin walked quickly to the bedside, put down the fruit she was carrying, her tone filled with lingering fear and helplessness. "You're such a grown woman, how come you can't even take care of yourself!"

She didn't continue her nagging. After putting down her things, she silently walked to the window and stood beside him. The two of them silently gazed up at the unnatural, enormous crack. The air in the ward seemed to freeze, leaving only heavy breathing and the faint buzzing of the distant city outside the window.

Without needing to say more, a sense of impending doom weighed on their hearts.

"Brother, you should rest well. I'm going back now." After a long while, Qi Lin said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Lin Yu simply gave a soft "hmm" and didn't turn around. He listened to her soft footsteps as she walked out the door and disappeared at the end of the corridor. The soft sound of the door closing seemed like a signal.

The plot... has begun.

He slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, finally allowing himself to shed all the forced composure. A wave of loneliness washed over him. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to examine the predetermined "future" from an "observer's" perspective:

A brawl in an alley, the awakening of a super gene... The arrival of the gluttonous beast, the airport on Feiliu Road turned into a sea of ​​fire... The tragedy of Huangcun, the whispers of the devil twisting life...

Each and every incident was no longer a captivating tale to be glimpsed from afar, but a torrent of blood and iron about to sweep in. And he, Lin Yu, was now just an ordinary young man, perhaps even weaker than the average person. In such a torrent, he wasn't even a piece of driftwood.

"...cannon fodder." He squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, with a chilling self-mockery.

In this desperate situation, an absurd yet incredibly powerful thought emerged like a last straw. Countless scenes from time-travel novels flashed through my mind.

System... cheat code... standard equipment for transmigrators.

He took a deep breath, with a last glimmer of hope, and a touch of shame that even he found ridiculous, and silently cried out in his mind in the empty hospital room:

"System... Dad? Are you there?"

silence.

The only sounds were the faint hum of the hospital equipment and the noise of the distant city outside the window.

He waited for another three minutes, each second stretching out endlessly in the silence.

Finally, he twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a very faint curve without any smile.

"Oh……"

It was as if an invisible crow, trailing an ellipsis, awkwardly flew past his forehead.

He raised his hand and vigorously wiped his face.

"I was really... dreaming too much."