Kiri la Kill - Chapter 1

An Extra-Large Fic Commissioned in bulk by magikarplvl58, artemisqm, and lordofcatz, I am very thankful for their support. Depicting the protagonist of my first quest on Fiction.Live, Kirishima Eijirou isekai'd into Kill la Kill.

Currently set to go on for 40k words, might be more if more people contribute their own points. Does not require that you go read Your Hero Academia: Unbreakable, as there will be little to no crossover beyond an amnesiac Kiri.

You too can commission omakes by contributing to my patreon, and if you join forces with other people, you too can commission multi-chapter stories like these by pooling your points. (Though you have to wait your turn and for this to end.)

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Kirishima Eijiro couldn’t help but think that the whole world had gone a little mad all of the sudden.

One might not begrudge him that feeling, considering that he’d just woken up, only to find himself on top of a desolate mountain with nothing but the clothes on his back… seeing nothing but more and more of a wasteland for miles on end.

Especially since he was taking it far better than most in his situation would be, no doubt.

Only the prerequisite amount of confusion, and a little bit of dread as he tried to ignore the hopelessness of his situation, trying to come up with a solution to the problem that lay in front of him as clear as day, which was made a little difficult by one factor.

That being how the only thing he could properly remember was his own name.

Bother.

He wasn’t left completely bereft of knowledge of course, considering he hadn’t been turned into a drooling baby who couldn’t even walk or talk. What one would call ‘The Basics’ were still there, and he could somehow tell that he was acting like ‘himself’, so Kiri’s personality was still intact.

Aside from that… the only thing he could remember was brief instances. A flash of pink that filled him with both comfort, the feeling of something soft that made his fingers twitch--- and a pair of rabbit ears? It was all very great and all, but it made him feel all the more homesick for a home he couldn’t even remember.

Especially as he couldn’t really do anything about it! It felt as if someone had closed a door on the rest, and placed a sturdy lock on it that prevented Kiri from looking into it further than he already had… And that really was the only conclusion he could really arrive at, even if he couldn’t even begin to tell you why.

Maybe it was a Quirk?

You know, those superpowers that nearly everyone had, with infinite possibilities as to how they could be. Kiri still remembered those as part of ‘the Basics’ thankfully. He didn’t know just how worse his situation could be if he lost the ability to become hard at will.

Kirishima Eijiro paused his endless trek, looking about as the feeling of something missing thoroughly overwhelmed his thought process. There was nothing for him to see of course, he was still on top of a desolate mountain that went as far as the eye could see, it would not stop being that magically just because he wished it that way.

Still…

With a sigh, he put that weirdness aside and continued forward… not even knowing what to do about this sudden feeling of profound loss. The only thing he could even begin doing was to go back to thinking about what may have landed him in this situation in the first place.

Quirks.

It made sense for Kiri to think that they played a part in his sudden loss of memory, and it made even more sense for his search to begin there… after he made his way out of this mountaintop that is, but that really went without saying.

The logic was simple. If he simply went around looking for Quirks that related to messing with someone’s memory, he would inevitably find a Quirk that would be able to help him deal with his own locked ones. It was very rare for a Quirk to be one of a kind, after all… Even if Kiri had no idea just where he got that thought from.

He would simply trust it as a part of his own instinct.

If he was lucky, he wouldn’t even need to find the guy that had done this to him… though the likelihood of leaving that guy off scot free was very small, given that every part of Kiri simply rebelled at the thought of leaving a guy (or girl) like that to run free.

Who knows the things he might pull, if so? It was Kiri’s job to ensure that he was the last person to really suffer from this… even though he didn’t know just why that was.

…

Wait a minute.

Kiri stopped dead in his tracks, looking at his hands with a frown, before looking at the very large mountain that he was still in the process of scaling down. He had not even broken the cloud cover yet! Why was he wasting time scaling down this mountain by foot when his Quirk could make him hard enough to withstand the jump down?

It would be the same amount of energy for a much shorter trip, and no doubt he would be able to find some place to get that energy back much faster if he did jump! His loss of memory must have affected him way too much if he was forgetting the benefits of his own abilities to this extent!

He palmed his own face with a groan, pushing the hair away from his eyes, and with ease, pulled his Quirk over his body with ease that had long since become instinct. His body becoming jagged as his skin was pulled into a tout formation that was capable of shrugging even the very worst of hardships.

It was an instinct that not even a Memory-Wiping Quirk could take away from him.

With a deep breath, and self-assured confidence in his own powers (that was also due to instinct, no doubt) Kiri jumped.

He sailed through the air, pulled down by gravity and with wind whipping his clothes and hair every which way… And though he was still in a bad situation, and was burdened down by the reality of his near hopeless situation, he still found it in himself to enjoy the fall, his anxiety washing away.

He had a plan, he had the capability, and he had the will to see it all through.

Of course, he would have no way of knowing that the crater he was about to create with his landing would be noticed for miles around. And he had no way of knowing just how complicated his journey would become because of it.