I’m the Overpowered SSS-Class Exorcist
“Hey, hi guys, I’m Jake, and they gave me the job of presenting the synopsis to you. Seeing as you’re reading this, it means you’re interested in becoming an exorcist. But before I explain how to become one, I want to introduce you to my partner. Say hi, Noah…”
“Hi…”
“As you can see, my partner is a bit shy, but he’s still really helpful.”
“By the way… didn’t the boss say to stop wasting time and get to work?”
“To start with, it’s important that you have some kind of special ability…”
“Are you seriously gonna ignore me!?”
“To have that special ability, you need to have done one of these three things: performed a ritual to summon a being, made a pact to gain superhuman powers, or the last and my personal favorite—you have a divine weapon in your possession.”
“So that katana you always carry around is a divine weapon?”
“Of course it is, my ignorant partner. Now let’s move on to the next point: recruitment.”
“Jake, I just heard something coming closer.”
“If you happen to be one of the lucky few who have those abilities, you’ll be given the choice between two options.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, we’re not gonna force anyone. You always get the option to work for the agency or simply be executed…”
“...”
“Now let’s move on to the ranks. Every exorcist starts at the lowest category, which is Class C, and little by little, with good results, you can work your way up through the classes.”
“Does that mean I could become Class S if I work really hard?”
“No. Class S people are those whose abilities surpass any average exorcist. That’s why they usually send them out alone to deal with major threats.”
“Jake, I think something is staring at us.”
“And well, guys, that’s the essential stuff you need to know before jumping into this amazing job of being an exorcist. What do you think, Noah?”
“Jake, something’s dragging me into the darkness!”
“No way… You can’t stop attracting monsters for even five minutes!”
“Help!”
[TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES]
“Sorry for that little technical hiccup we just had, but as I was saying, this job won’t discriminate against you. That’s right—even if you’re poor, gay, a furry, a Soviet tank, or just a regular person, this job is for you. Right, Noah?”
“I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here…”
“See you later, and remember: always bet on red, never on black—that one steals.”
This story does not contain yuri, yaoi, or NTR.