Chapitre 1: Projection
The sun was about to set, and the twilight was about to come.
However, this boy didn't intend to move from his spot and stared at the reflection of the sun on the sea.
The orange sea somehow calmed him down.
The scenery before him was beautiful, but his heart was restless, like the waves on the sea.
He was confused, and he wasn't sure what to do.
When he woke up, he suddenly became a different person.
Even though he received the memory of this boy, he felt quite weird since his existence was mixed with this boy, so after he had woken up, he sat down on the Kamakura beach for a while, trying to think about his new life.
"Akira Kento…"
He whispered his new name, slowly accepting his new reality.
He'll admit, it was easier than he thought.
He had a good appearance and physique. His parents are divorced and hardly took care of him and when he reached 13 last year, they stopped employing a babysitter and just let him live alone.
"It's honestly better this way." He was relieved that his parents in this world are assholes. This way he wouldn't feel responsible for them or even care if they died.
"My parents sure were stupid." He whispered. In today's society the only thing with mattered even more than beauty and money is, 'Quirk'
"It's just like the X-men."
About 80 percent of this world's population are born with a special mutation, people call this ability a 'Quirk'.
As for how "Quirk" appeared in this world, everything had to return to the past.
The first metahuman was a newborn baby from Qing Qing City, China, and this baby was capable of radiating light on his body. Spoilers, he took his own life when he was 13.
Then, after that baby, everyone started to gain superhuman ability. It was similar to a snowball, and it got bigger and bigger. No one could stop it, currently 80% of the human population have a 'Quirk.'
"I too have a quirk right?" He looked around the beach to check if anybody could notice his use of quirk in public. Only a few people whose quirk is registered as harmless or have a passive quirk and 'heroes' can use their quirk publicly. The officers aren't lenient when spotting the use of a quirk, it could result in getting fined heavily or even a court case. Again, this is if they noticed.
Especially quirks which can kill or seriously harm someone, and Akira has one of those.
He opened his palm wide after seeing that nobody was around, he closed his eyes to focus and used his quirk. A small ball of translucent green light materialised above his palm.
"Woah~" Even Akira was amazed by his own power.
But the ball of light instantly disappeared when he lost focus. He closed his eyes again and focused more this time, he imagined the model of a knife, its dimensions and design.
He opened his eyes and was amazed again at his powers, but this time he didn't lose focus. He grabbed the knife by the handle and gripped it tightly, it was strong enough to handle his grip. Looking at the cold glint the sunlight made with its sharp edge, Akira didn't even have to check it's sharpness.
"Hal Jordan would have been proud." He chuckled and the knife disappeared as he lost his focus.
That was his quirk, 'Projection'. He can project any of his imagination to reality temporarily, the duration is fully dependent on his focus and imagination. There's no limit to what he can imagine and ironically the only limit is also his imagination. He can't directly affect any other matter which already exists in the universe, but he can affect it using his 'projection'. For example, he can't imagine a fly dying, but he can imagine a swatter which can kill the fly.
"Gotta work on that," He decided to train on his focus later as he stood up and patted the sand off his trousers.
"With a quirk like this it would be stupid of me to not enter the 'hero' industry."
Currently, 'heroes' are worshipped by people of all ages alike. It is the result of both the government's propaganda and the current structure of society. Currently all the bad things and oppression is pushed under a rug by the government.
"That way I can retire at 30 with a shit ton of money." But Akira didn't care about that. Heroes have a great pension policy and earn more than most celebrities or idols.
He knew he wasn't the hero material. He knew that very well in his heart. He doesn't have it in him to jump on the line of a bullet to save a random stranger. But he didn't care, he'll try his best as a hero and that's it. He will never risk his life for a random stranger.
"I'm more of an 'Iron Man' than 'Spider-Man'." He commented and proceeded to walk out of the garage filled beach. But his focus was suddenly diverted when he heard some weird moans.
"Haaa…. Haaaa…"
"Just a bit more Midoria-kun! You're almost there!"
A green haired boy was running along the shore of the beach with sweat streaming down his face and his tongue out of his mouth. He was breathing very heavily and looked like he would pass out any given second. Near him a blonde man with dark skin tone was riding an electric scooter as he shouted at the boy.
'He looks like a skeleton.' Akira was right, the man really looked like he was a skeleton. 'Is that his quirk?' Akira thought and decided to leave. He knew it wasn't polite behaviour to judge somebody's appearance. Not in his past life and definitely not in his current one.
"Show your heroic spirit young Midoria!"
'That guy sure has strong lungs'
Akira looked at his phone and seeing that it was a quarter past six, he decided to head straight home to make his dinner. He lives alone so he has to manage with that. He lives in an apartment which is quite big for someone who lives alone, it was a house he won on a lottery. It was by pure luck and his parents were not shameless enough to take it from him.
He made some ramen and put YouTube on his TV, watching it till he completed the ramen. After which he put on his jacket, and went to his gym.
Though he wasn't sure of his decision, he's been going to a gym near his house to get a good physique and stay fit. He hates hospitals because one of his parents should always be there, something which he hates so he does as much as possible to not get sick.
"Sup' kid." Suddenly a huge man with a muscular appearance patted him back from behind. The said man was bald and had tanned skin, his hulking figure which stood at almost six foot tall shadowed Akira's 5 '5.
"Oh, hello Sazu-san." Akira greeted the man.
"How are you doing? Haven't seen you in a few days." Sazu asked him.
"I'm doing good. I took a break because my shoulders hurt a bit."
"Good. Be sure to take a lot of rest and never lose your patience." Sazu said with a wise nod, and flexed his arms, which made his muscles bigger than it already was, "All of this didn't appear in a single day." He grinned at Akira.
"So did you fill out the application I gave you?" Sazu asked Akira.
"Um, not yet I'm still not sure if I'm cut to join that school…" Akira wasn't sure if UA, arguably the best school for 'hero course' is cut for someone like him who's only being a hero for money.
"Nonsense! If anyone is joining that school it should be you!" Sazu wasn't having it. He thought Akira was unsure because his parents may not agree. "I've seen your resolve in this gym and you have a very good quirk. Don't lose this opportunity like I did."
The reason Sazu was this involved is because he took a liking to Akira, he saw Akira's life to be similar to his so he helps him however he can. When Sazu's was young his parents were the same as Akira's, which led to him not being able to even apply to a proper hero course. Though Sazu found another thing he's passionate about, he still holds a slight regret deep in his heart and wonders what kind of hero he'd have become every night.
He doesn't want Akira to go through the same. So he got him the application form to U.A. as soon as possible and tries to make Akira enter the entrance exam.
"Fine.." Akira agreed, he was going to become a hero anyway, so why go to a second-rate school?
"Good! I'll make sure you pass the entrance exam with the highest score possible!"
'I kinda like his enthusiasm,' Akira thought as he smiled slightly. Sazu was the only adult he could talk to freely in this world.
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