I do not own My Hero Academia, nor do I own Bleach. Both are owned by Kōhei Horikoshi and Tite Kubo respectively. Any OC's are mine or from input of any reviewer if desired.
In this world, not all men are born equal. Some are gifted with great intelligence, while others have stronger bodies. Amongst the different variations of genetic codes, personalities, upbringings, and paths walked by the multitude of souls over the years, history proves that some people are better off than others. Whether that be through power, political or physical, through monetary means, or just health wise. I've seen it all.
At one point in my time walking this planet, I had hoped I could make a difference somewhere. A difference in just small households that would eventually spread out to the city, to show that people are still good at heart. However, I was proven wrong as the years passed me by. Those households eventually forgot the kindness and dedication I showed them, to nurture and repair the broken bodies and minds I nursed; and with their forgetfulness, my hopes for the city slowly died out with every home. Mankind has left a dry and bitter taste in my mouth, a flavor that is mix between "truth" and "bias".
The "truth" is that humans forget things very easily after one or two generations, if not within a few years, but also that they take for granted the services provided to them. Healthcare, defense, security, almost every government established branch in a large scale society is used on a daily basis, so much so that humans forget its importance.
The "bias" is that I've lost the drive to see these beings worthy of my guidance and aid. I had sworn to do my best to help them when in need, but that promise was so long ago that many lifetimes have since passed. My aid and teachings left forgotten, decayed and broken, left to fade to dust in this world. Now my bias towards the humans have grown over the more recent years in their history. A new branch of society had opened up a good hundred or so years ago. "Heros" is what this society called them, the first generation of humans that used their newest evolutionary trait to lend aid to their fellow man.
Quirks is what the new trait was coined, at the time and still to this day I find the term humorous. Quirks were a new variable in the never ending war of "equality" amongst these beings. A century or so before the Heros showed up, the first human born with a quirk appeared, Yu, which was an apt name for the child. Born in China, Yu emitted a natural light around his body, illuminating a good five foot radius around him. Soon after Yu's birth, more humans were born or somehow acquired these quirks. From a human light bulb, basic telekinesis and cryokinesis, to more mutagenic based abilities like extra limbs and weird deformities/extremities to the human body, quirks reshaped the world.
Discrimination, violence, political agendas, wars, commerce, various factions in the world viewed quirks as a disease or a new start. Watching it from afar, I could only shake my head at the foolish antics of these creatures. They haven't learned throughout their combined histories that change in the world happens, and hatred to it only forces the worst to occur. It took all the might and will power of the first generation of Heros to get the world to put its trust in their ideals. Due to the way the world had viewed quirks, the technological advances had ground to a halt, medicinal techniques had to be redone from the ground up, new laws made and overturned as those with quirks slowly became the majority of the world's population.
Now nearly two hundred and fifty years later, the world has started to move forward. Hero work is a full time job for many with quirks, nearly replacing the long established police departments, and Heros becoming the next big all-stars compared to the past's major sport athletes. Medicine is now more towards experimenting and boosting quirks, discovery the effects on the human's DNA. Technology jumped leaps and bounds to keep up with the various differences. People used their own quirks to their advantage to het further in the working world, or to sink into societies underbelly of darkness, were those deemed "Villains" lurked. Using their powers for their own greed and lust, destroying any and all in the way.
Watching from my small office, I just see the world as its always been, a cruel place where those on the bottom fight to climb toward the top. For some reason though, I have retained a part of my humanity, the drive to put smiles on peoples' faces, to make the world a better place, even when I know it never will happen. I still get up and come back to this hospital, donning my coat and doing what I can for the citizens of this world. Even with the revolting taste humankind left in my mouth, I continue to put on a smile for the young ones, and reassure the various families and individuals that I meet. I was once like them, I dealt with those very same issues during my time. I understand them, which makes it harder each day to accept the truth I learned long ago. That I won't be able to save everyone.
Maybe one day someone can show them the way they need to go, that Nana kid did a good job at leveling the ground for it, maybe this All Might youngster can start paving the foundation for the next generation. Who knows, maybe this little green soul will be the next runner of the torch, shining light on a path I couldn't see, to be the new beacon of hope... oh.
I guess not.