THURSDAY MORNING – A MONTH LATER
There was a knock at the front door.
I had barely finished brushing my teeth when Mom called out from the hallway.
"Ken! It's for you! Something from the publisher."
My eyebrows shot up. I rinsed quickly and rushed to the genkan.
A delivery guy stood there with a square cardboard p...
2025-07-21 15:45:21 +0000 UTC View PostMUSTAFU, JAPAN
WEDNESDAY— End of School Period
Ken leaned against the classroom window as the final bell rang, sunlight slanting through the dusty glass and painting golden streaks across his desk. Students burst into motion with the usual clatter of chairs, slamming of textbooks, and the excited chatter of weekend plans.
But...
2025-07-20 16:07:30 +0000 UTC View PostPublishing .... Could wait as I had school the next day and needed sleep
Following which,
I spent two days researching this world’s literary scene. Turns out, Japan’s creative industry had evolved differently. Quirk-focused literature dominated shelves—memoirs from Pro Heroes, investigative thrillers about Villain organizations...
2025-07-17 15:57:37 +0000 UTC View PostMUSTAFU, JAPAN
ONE MONTH LATER — Saturday Morning
The sun filtered through the blinds of my room, painting golden bars across the pages scattered on my desk. My hand moved in a blur—faster than any normal person could follow—as textbook after textbook flipped open and shut. My fingers skimmed across words like a living scanner,...
2025-07-17 15:56:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe bar was dim, smoke curling lazily from abandoned ashtrays.
In the midst of the establishment, a portal opened.
Following which, two figures stepped out.
"Damn! What a pain." Tomura Shigaraki plopped on a chair, hunched over the counter, scratching at his neck with four fingers.
"Has your curiosity been sated, Tomur...
2025-07-17 15:54:52 +0000 UTC View PostHey Guys!
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Izuku Midoriya's POV
The familiar click of the apartment door echoed as I slipped off my shoes.
"I'm home!" I called out.
"Welcome back, sweetie! Lunch will be ready soon!" Mom’s voice floated ...
2025-07-17 15:52:59 +0000 UTC View PostKen's POV – Approaching Home
I was almost at the house when it really sank in.
Quirk Awakening.
Not a phrase I’d expected to apply to myself today, or this year for that matter. Hell, I didn’t even expect to have a quirk at all in this life.
Quick recap.
My name is Ken Takakura, and my life story is currently ...
2025-07-16 16:00:18 +0000 UTC View Post---
REAL-TIME SYSTEM ANALYSIS — SUBJECT: [BAKUGO, KATSUKI]
// ALERT: NEURAL STRESS LEVELS APPROACHING CRITICAL THRESHOLD (87%)
// MENTAL OVERLAY LOCKED TO FULL SPREAD
// SYNAPTIC COMPRESSION RATE: 0.0032s
// VISUAL AND TACTILE DATA STREAM — LIVE
// TARGET LOCK CONFIRMED
// BEGIN DEEP SCAN...
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2025-07-15 16:05:53 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time I stepped out of the school building, a small crowd had already formed. Students were streaming toward the back of the school with the kind of purposeful excitement usually reserved for sports festivals or surprise fire drills.
"Is this legal?" one first-year asked nervously.
"Technically, they're not on school property o...
2025-07-13 16:26:23 +0000 UTC View Post## Multiple POVs - The News Spreads
### Lunch Period - Cafeteria
"Did you guys hear about the fight?" Yuki whispered excitedly as she sat down with her lunch tray.
"What fight?" her friend Ami asked, though she was already leaning in with interest.
"Bakugo challenged the new kid to a quirk fight after school. Behind the g...
2025-07-11 16:25:27 +0000 UTC View PostThe explosion echoed across the school like thunder.
Students who'd been chatting near the windows immediately pressed their faces against the glass, while others in the hallways stopped their conversations mid-sentence to look around in confusion.
"What was that?" someone asked.
"Sounded like it came from the classroom block,"...
2025-07-09 16:14:38 +0000 UTC View PostThe next hour passed in what I could only describe as controlled chaos.
Mr. Hayashi tried his best to maintain a normal classroom atmosphere, but it was like trying to conduct an orchestra while someone played death metal in the corner. Every few minutes, Bakugo would shift in his seat, and I could practically feel the heat radiating off h...
2025-07-07 15:46:40 +0000 UTC View Post"Are you sure you have everything?" my mother asked for the fourth time as I adjusted my tie in the hallway mirror.
"Yes, Mom. I have everything."
"Notebooks? Pens? Lunch?"
"Yes, yes, and yes."
"What about your phone? And your emergency contact card? And—"
"Mom," I said gently, turning to face her. "I'm seventeen,...
2025-07-06 14:39:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe green-haired boy was a mess.
Sweat dripped from his forehead in steady rivulets, his school uniform wrinkled and stained with what looked like a combination of dirt, sand, and exhaustion. His hands trembled as he tried to push himself back to his feet, only to collapse again with a frustrated grunt.
'Jeez. He looks rough.'
...
2025-07-06 14:29:10 +0000 UTC View Post#U.A. High School – Faculty Conference Room
Time: Two days after Takumi Rei’s assessment#
The sliding doors closed with a muted hiss as Principal Nezu leapt gracefully onto his custom chair at the head of the long oval table. He balanced his teacup, adjusted his tie, and glanced around the room with bright, intellig...
2025-07-04 15:54:08 +0000 UTC View Post*Later that evening, U.A. High School – Principal’s Office*
Principal Nezu sat alone at his desk, the soft glow of the desk lamp illuminating the stack of reports in front of him. His normally cheerful face was drawn into a rare, contemplative frown as he paged through Ken Takakura’s preliminary assessment.
A knock ech...
2025-07-03 16:24:51 +0000 UTC View PostHey Guys.
Just Note That The MC's Identity In MHA Is 17, Went Missing At Age 7 And Stayed Missing For 10 Years.
Sorry for The Mistakes, I Will Go Through Again And Clear Them Up Later On.
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The elevator doors slid shut behind the Takumi family, leaving Agent Yoshida and Dr. Tanaka alone in the sterile hallway o...
2025-07-02 14:18:11 +0000 UTC View Post"Let's move on to the other quirk analysis."
This was where things got tricky.
It had been ten minutes since my last demo, and my so-called “break” was over. Not that I needed it — but hey, who says no to dramatic pauses?
Apparently, the physical assessment was complete, and Doctor Tanaka was still high on whatever intell...
2025-06-30 14:11:34 +0000 UTC View Post---
The world compressed into motion. The air warped faintly in my ears. Each step pushed off with the force of a coiled spring, muscles rippling under my skin like a turbine of coiled steel.
I reached the first marker in a blink, pivoted with agility, and returned. My foot clipped the turn like a sprinter trained from birth, and I e...
2025-06-28 20:47:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe shopping district of Musutafu was bustling with afternoon crowds, a mix of office workers on lunch breaks, students, and parents with children. My mother had insisted we start with clothes, then move on to school supplies and "everything else a growing boy needs."
"How do these fit?" she asked as I emerged from the changing room in the...
2025-06-28 20:46:17 +0000 UTC View Post"The sparring sounds like a lovely idea. Maybe some competition together will help you remember some of our old sparring sessions."
"We used to spar?"
"Every day," Mitsuki said, smiling at the memory. "You two would go at it in the backyard until one of us made you stop. Usually because the neighbors complained about the noise."
<... 2025-06-28 20:44:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe Bakugo family home was exactly what I'd expected and absolutely nothing like I'd prepared for.
From the outside, it looked like a standard middle-class Japanese house—neat, well-maintained, with a small garden that showed signs of either careful cultivation or explosive landscaping. Hard to tell which.
From the inside, it was a...
2025-06-28 20:43:16 +0000 UTC View PostThe ride through Musutafu was quiet except for the soft hum of the car engine and my mother's occasional commentary about how much the city had changed. I found myself staring out the window, trying to put up the show of deja Vu with my complete lack of actual memories.
"The old convenience store is still there," she said, pointing to a sm...
2025-06-28 20:41:54 +0000 UTC View PostCamera Flash
Flash! Flash! Flash!
“Excuse me. What's your Name?”
“Um ... Ken. Kenneth Takakura, only thing I can remember.”
“Is everything you said earlier True. Are you an Amnesiac?”
“That's about right.”
“How do you feel about Taking down the Sludge Villain?”
“Normal I guess. It w...
2025-06-28 20:40:00 +0000 UTC View Post____
The Transmigration Ad gave me the chance to select Six powers. One primary, Two secondary, one Support. In the last three weeks, I had awakened the first Three.
Neutral Limitless (Infinity) as the starting gift.
The other Two were both offensive powers, somewhat. With the one I used right now being the most recent.
The shopping district was in chaos.
I could hear the commotion three blocks away—screaming civilians, emergency sirens, and what sounded like someone having a very explosive tantrum. As I got closer, the smoke got thicker and the crowd got denser. People were running away from something, which was generally a good sign that I should be r...
2025-06-28 20:36:12 +0000 UTC View Post"Alright, let's try this again."
The first thing you learned in Musutafu is that park benches are designed by sadists. Specifically, sadists who believed that if you made something uncomfortable enough, people would just stop being poor. Revolutionary thinking really.
I shifted against the Metal armrest digging into my ribs as I sat...
2025-06-28 20:34:33 +0000 UTC View Post**What do you get when you cross a college student's 3 AM gaming addiction with interdimensional spam mail?**
Meet Kenneth Takakura, formerly a broke university student who thought the worst thing about late-night gaming was running out of energy drinks. That was before a mysterious transmigration popup hijacked his computer, refuse...
2025-06-28 20:33:17 +0000 UTC View Post📜 FIRE COUNTRY BORDERLINE – DUSK
"...Will...will that be all?"
"Pretty much."
"Um...are you sure?"
Looking at the pretty girl standing before him—blushing face, bowed head, fingers fidgeting constantly—Ryota resisted the urge to rub his temples.
Here we go again.
"Trust me, I'm fine." He tur...
2025-06-16 22:53:10 +0000 UTC View Post## Hidden Cave -
The abandoned cave reeked of dampness and decay, its walls slick with moisture that had accumulated over years of neglect. The cave was small and well-concealed, tucked between two large boulders with an entrance barely wide enough for one person. The slowly disappearing sunlight shine through the entrance, casting ...
2025-06-12 22:21:59 +0000 UTC View Post