ITS BACK.
I told you I wasn't abandoning it – But this entire chapter has been rewritten. I explain why at the end, but I think the narrative here is much, much better for the story, and feels less forced. I can only hope that you guys think so as well. I'll be sure to explain my thinking at the end – Until then, I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Beginning a new school year in the middle of April always had a feeling of change about it. Winter had thawed, and the sun finally began to reappear throughout the sky that had been covered for month with snow and rain clouds, lowering the temperature as they floated high above both the people and the buildings. Now the days were getting warmer and longer, and school uniforms began to appear within the streets, students making their way back to school. To many, this would be where the new year truly began.
Walking through the streets, one would see the tell-tale signs of spring everywhere in the people that made their way throughout the concrete jungles, going to work and to school. Middle schoolers wore the traditional uniforms, the black Gakuran for the boys, and the sailor uniform for the girls. Many uniforms were adjusted and altered, designed to better suit the wearers Quirks, some with extra sleeves, a separate pouch for tails, or various special materials.
For the high schoolers though, it became more exciting.
Especially for those who were in Mina's position.
She ran a finger over the bottom rim of her skirt again, checking once again that it was long enough. The navy blue contrasted against her pink skin colour, as did the greys that made up the jacket she wore, and it felt like it made her stand out more that she had done in middle school, where the white and light blue didn't stand out too starkly. Not this starkly at least. Still, her new uniform was surprisingly snug and comfortable. She saw people staring at her, and she knew it was because of her uniform. And just seeing her reflection in the windows and mirrors scattered throughout the city made her feel like she looked smarter. It filled her with pride.
This year, she started her year at Yuuei High, as a member of the Hero Course. It had been the result of many, many, many painful hours of studying at a desk to get her grades up, and training with her Acid Quirk to the point of causing herself pain. She had pushed herself as much as she could, and her efforts had been rewarded.
Here she stood now, among other students who were supposed to be the best of the best in the country. Her class for the next year at the minim, and three at the maximum, assuming that they weren't mixed up in the upcoming years. People from all over the country, all so drastically different from one another just from a mere glance. Quirks that she had yet to see, and people she had yet to get to know. The only exception was that of Kirishima, sporting his new look to the point she hardly recognized him. Everyone else was a complete unknown though. Unknown Quirks, unknown people, and with any luck, unknown friends.
Everyone here wanted to be a Hero. They had all worked as hard as they could to get here, and she could already feel herself bubbling over with the excitement that always came with the first day of a new year. Possibilities, goals, and countless hang-out chances were all just about the begin.
Once the final few members of new class arrived.
"Hey."
Mina looked up to see Kirishima looking down at her, holding out his phone for her to look at the screen. His eyes glanced to it, indicating that he wanted her to look towards it. She glanced at him, and then at the phone.
It was a news article, apparently uploaded the previous night as a breaking news story at the time. In her rush to get to her new school, Mina hadn't bothered to check the news on the TV, or on her phone or anything. The article headline was all she needed to read. It summed up the situation quickly and simply.
'Ajin attack leaves seven dead in North-west Hosu.'
Brief scans over the article seemed to pin the blame on an explosion in the middle of a warehouse district of the city, and that the well-known Villain group calling themselves the 'League Of Ajin' taking credit for the attack. At this point, Mina wasn't even surprised by the news, nor could she call it a tragedy like she normally would. There wasn't anything tragic about the mundane routine of it all. How part of everyday life it had ended up being. This sort of thing happened all the time now. Random attacks that seemed to make sense only the League themselves.
Ajin – The exceptionally rare immortal species that were impervious to death. Their existence had been confirmed over forty years ago, yet less than a hundred cases were confirmed to exist worldwide. IF there was one thing that people knew about Ajin though, it was that they were dangerous.
Incredibly dangerous.
How did you fight back against something that was entirely immortal? What was there to even do against a race that didn't die, and didn't need to worry about the risk of death? Not only that, Ajin were ruthless and homicidal. Many seemed to fight and kill merely for some sort of distraction or for fun. The absolute motives behind what the Ajin wanted were unclear – and they seemed to have no intention to say what they wanted. Not yet at least.
It made them all the more terrifying. What could they do to predict their movements? Attacks seemed sporadic and random, almost like they were just lashing out as anyone that wasn't an Ajin. And there was no way of stopping them. Every time they appeared, they were gone just as fast. Some suspected it to be the work of a Warping Quirk of some kind. They could show up anywhere, attack anyone, and leave just as fast.
No one in the country was unafraid of the Ajin. How couldn't they be?
There wasn't even a way to permanently counter them, at least, not one that Mina could see.
This was going to be something Yuuei taught them.
All she could do was sigh. "Another one?"
Shovelling his phone back into his uniforms pocket, Kirishima seemed to let out a sigh as well. "Yuuei's supposed to teach us how to fight Ajin, right?"
"I'd guess so…" With the rise in attacks by the Villain Ajin group, and the uncertain nature of Ajin, they would have to be prepared in case they chanced on one of the immortals.
Ajin were of course rare, and sometimes Mina doubted that they even existed. The concept of immortality was one that just seemed absurd to even consider. It would be one thing if it was some sort of Quirk – Although even then, a Quirk like that would be absurdly strong, and could even break biology – But it wasn't. Ajin were reported to possess Quirks in addition to their immortality, so it wasn't like they were all related and shared a common Quirk.
So multiple people had gained the power of immortality, with no relation to one another, and all possessed their own superpowers. This distinction was why Ajin weren't even Human anymore. They were something else.
And along the way, they had lost their souls. How could something that couldn't die value life?
Evidentially, by the Ajin Leagues actions, they didn't.
There was a certain level of paranoia present in the classroom, though it wasn't so thick that it was unerodable. Generally, people had to be weary of one another in this world until they knew that they could trust one another.
Anyone could be an Ajin.
Anyone could be an Ajin and not even realize it themselves.
After all, the only way to know if someone was an Ajin was to see if they came back after dying.
To her left, she heard the yelling of a student who reminded her more of a delinquent than a Hero, and of someone so strict and self-disciplined that he already seemed to stand out as a leader type, both fighting about the former having his feet on his desk. Mina wasn't really paying attention to their conversation at that point, though they were loud enough that she knew the topic at hand even if she didn't particularly care for it.
Her eyes ended up catching the sliding door as the next student finally made their entrance. A quick scan over the appearance – A boy, with dark green and black hair that was curly and hung about half-way over his eyes, pale skin, and freckles scattered all over their cheeks. Something that instantly stood out was the fact that this person looked totally plain, which in this world, made someone stand out on their own.
The only distinctive feature that Mina could notice about this person was their eyes – Red like blood, contrasting against the darker colours of his hair. They almost looked like they were glowing.
Most of the rest of the room turned to focus their attention on the new arrival, which made the boy seem a bit awkward. He paused for a moment before taking another step into the room and scanning over the place, looking for a place to seat himself.
"Urgh. That guy." Kirishima muttered. His arms suddenly folded across his stomach, and his teeth gently showed themselves through the slight parting of his lips.
"You know him?" Mina looked towards the Hardening Quirk user from the corner of her eye, while keeping her focus mostly on the new arrival.
"I was in the same testing grounds as him." Said Kirishima, his eyes solely focused on the arrival. "The guy's got a… Really, really weird Quirk." He shuddered as he spoke. "Ruthless as well. He took down the zero pointer to rescue someone."
"Wow." Mina blinked. "That's impressive."
"I'd've gone with terrifying." Kirishima muttered.
The arrival wasn't really much to look at, the most defining feature again being his eyes. He honestly looked kind of scrawny, like someone who had barely been in a fight before. Looks weren't everything, Mina knew. Quirks were simply too varied to even make appearance a defining factor in the judgement of another person. A child could possess the power to tear down a building. Looks alone were nothing.
Still… "You're seriously intimidated by him? What'd he even do?"
Kirishima let out a small exhale. "When he took down the zero pointer… I don't know. It looked like he'd done it a thousand times. He didn't even flinch. He tore the thing apart in no time at all." He blinked and muttered again. "There was something about it, like he'd done it before. I mean, it was hella manly, just…" He looked unsettled. Anxious almost.
Was that boy's Quirk really that odd?
"Maybe he went to a training school?" Mina suggested casually.
"Deku?"
The room ended up being a lot quieter suddenly, although that was mostly due to the fact that the loudest person had suddenly gone much quieter. No longer was he even bothering to acknowledge the taller classmate that had been yelling his ear off about disrespecting the school property, his attention now solely focused on the new arrival. He was stood up behind his desk with his eyes open in clear surprise.
The new arrival, 'Deku', returned the look, though it was far blunter than the one the blonde had on his face. Next to no real surprise, or even a reaction at all. It was like he fully expected to see the other boy there from the moment he stepped foot onto Yuuei's campus.
"…Oh. It's you." The boy, Deku, spoke flatly, almost in a cold sense. There wasn't any emotion behind it either, which almost made it feel metallic to the ears.
Mina blinked and felt her eyes, as well as Kirishima's, and fair few others surrounding them, suddenly become entirely focused on those two. It became very clear to everyone that these two knew one another, and they hadn't been a hundred percent sure that they were going to see each other again. But they weren't friends. Not even close. Everything was far too tense for that.
There were no smiles, and they weren't happy to see each other.
Teeth were gritted. "How in the fuck did you get in here? Where in the fuck've you even been?!" Slowly, irritation and anger poured out of the blond student. Like this 'Deku', he also had red eyes, but his were less pronounced and were slightly duller. They narrowed, and those close to him seemed to be able to feel the animosity he expressed.
Was it how he had been addressed? Everyone already had the impression he had a short temper. But this seemed to be the confirmation of that.
"You control yourself and watch your mouth! It's merely the first day of – "
"Shut it, you four eyes elitist bastard! This doesn't concern you."
'Deku' just seemed to let out a short sigh, unwilling to even dignify what he was confronted by with a response. He adjusted the straps on his backpack, and then began to walk past the angry teenager, looking for the nearest empty desk to sit down in.
He wasn't able to walk past peacefully though. Before he could clear walk past him, the blond grabbed hold of his arm in what looked like a very tight grip. "Don't you fucking ignore me, Deku!"
The green haired boy didn't even seem fazed by suddenly being grabbed, but that didn't translate to him not reacting at all. For a couple of seconds, he didn't react at all, like he was waiting for the other boy to simply let go of his own accord. It didn't happen though. If anything, the grip just got tighter, along with the increasing annoyance of the spikey blond.
So 'Deku' raised his head, and looked the other boy straight in the eyes, and spoke firm as possible.
"I. Am not. In the mood. Bakugou."
Mina felt a shiver run down her spine. Never had she heard a name spoken so powerfully it made her hair stand on end.
It clearly had surprised the boy, his name now revealed to be Bakugou, as well. His eyes seemed to widen, and he didn't say anything in response for a moment. He looked stunned, shocked at 'Deku's flat tone. It wasn't hard to see why. There was a particular type of venom in 'Deku's words, the kind that wasn't even all that venomous at all. It was more factual and blunt, Only aggressive because he needed to be. Not out of hatred, but more out of a desire to just go about the day without dealing with this sort of drama. Yet somehow it was brutally dark and established his tone clearly.
He wanted nothing to do with Bakugou, and he wasn't going to allow him to start something.
Even though no one had heard it, they all suddenly knew that there was bad blood between the two of them. Bad blood that went far, far, far deeper than a mutual dislike. It made Mina wonder what the hell sort of past these two had together. What on earth caused that level of hostility?
He then took his arm back, ripping it away from Bakugou's grasp, and walking right past him, not looking back, and acting like nothing had ever even happened. He simply sat himself in the closest empty seat, – Which ended up being behind Bakugou – placed his bag underneath the desk and sat down. He took a moment to try to smooth out the creases on his uniform sleeve, before having a quick look around the room.
That was when he went slightly red in the face at the sight of so many people keeping their eyes firmly onto him, now more in bewilderment, amazement, or interest. He looked confused, like he didn't even know why people were looking at him.
It didn't even take half a minute before the final student had arrived and approached him. While everyone seemed to quickly go back to whatever it was that they wee doing beforehand, there simply wasn't any ignoring what had just gone down.
There wasn't any getting around it. Mina saw Kirishima's point now, even though she hadn't seen his Quirk once.
There was something odd about this guy.
It hadn't been long after that their new homeroom teacher, a scruffy looking man with ridiculously long black hair and had shown up in a sleeping bag who went by the name of Aizawa, arrived, threw them all a set of sports uniforms, and told them that instead of going through orientation, they were going to be showing off what they were capable of doing with their Quirks. A drastic change to how schools normally worked, but this was Yuuei after all. A school famous for this sort of thing.
The added threat that the one who scored the lowest would be thrown out of the school certainly had been a terrifying one, and one that had forced everyone to put their absolute all into everything that they were doing. No one wanted to be sent home on their very first day.
And at the end of it all, no one actually was. According to Aizawa, it had been some sort of logical ruse, designed to bring out the best in every student. While there was certainly a sense of logic to it, it felt like a very underhanded move, and one that kind of set the tone for the rest of the year.
Last place had gone to a kid called Mineta, who seemed to scream in thanks to whatever Gods existed when he learned that he wasn't going to be sent home. Mina had placed tenth – Not a bad position at all. Somehow, Kirishima had placed two above her at eighth.
Between them both, was 'Deku'. Or Izuku Midoriya, according to his name on the leader board.
Now that she'd seen him in action, Mina would agree with Kirishima wholeheartedly – The guys Quirk was weird.
It stuck with her all the way throughout the day, from the moment she saw it to the moment she got home. Even as she found herself resting on her bed after the surprisingly exhausting first day, she found herself questioning, wondering.
Quirks were various and unique to each individual, so of course odd ones were going to crop up from place to place. Unusual and bizarre powers like her own weren't by any means something that was out of the ordinary. There was just something about this Quirk though, about the guy himself, that just seemed… Odd. Unnatural. It was clear to everyone that saw it that he has an odd power. She had heard all the mutters and murmurs. She wasn't alone in her focus of him.
He was able to create some sort of black matter from his body which he could use as a weapon. He seemed to have some kind of degree of control over it, but not fully. It was surreal to actually watch and get a feel for. Such an odd Quirk that made barely any sense. How he operated it, and how he got such high scores on top of that was a mystery. While his Quirk might well be powerful for all she knew, it didn't seem like anything it could do was suited to the tasks that they had been given. What could that black… Stuff, even do? It didn't seem like there was anything particularly special about what he did.
It was just a weird Quirk.
When Bakugou launched himself demanding an explanation, Midoriya acted the same way anyone else would – He jumped back and got ready to defend himself, black matter from the wrist down covering his skin. Aizawa spared him having to use it by Erasing the spiky hair boys Quirk with his own and restraining him with the capture tape… Thing, that he kept around his neck like a scarf.
Midoriya was someone who wasn't going to shy away from confrontation if he needed to, but that was really all that Mina could point to and say she
Nothing except the blood red eyes, anyway.
The appearance of Ajin had changed the fundamental way that new Heroes had to be taught. One of the most fundamental laws in the world was that people were not made equal. They all had different strengths and weaknesses, and different Quirks to one another. Someone might have a weak, useless Quirk, like the power to change their skin colour, while others would be given the power to knock buildings down with a flick of their wrists.
Yet the universal truth had always been there though, and it was one that everyone faced. It was the only true equalizer on the planet.
People died.
Even as humanity evolved and developed the superpowers that would come to dominate their entire society, that single fact about the very nature of existence was the one thing that made everyone equal in the end. It was the one thing that meant that even though the power difference between two people would be enormous, that single truth would forever remain as fact for everyone involved. No matter who you were, someday, at some point, you were going to die.
But Ajin took that rule and threw it to the dogs.
Very little research had actually been successfully conducted onto Ajin. It wasn't even known if Ajin could age, or if they were an eternal being. Yet the deterrent of death didn't apply to a single one of them anymore. The only thing that was certain was that an Ajin didn't stay dead when killed. Put a bullet through one's head, and that meant that nothing – They would be back within a few seconds.
Special classes, therefore, had to be dedicated to the topic of these immortal creatures. Heroes needed to learn how to combat them, and they needed to have what little information that there was available drilled into their heads. They needed to be able to know it off by heart, so that if they ever encountered an Ajin, they would be on automatic, and lashing out in the most effective way possible.
The very first one had been more an introduction to what Ajin actually were, though it wasn't anything particularly new to anyone there.
Creatures that were human-like but were immortal and couldn't die, no matter the circumstance. Research told them that Ajin always returned to their natural form whenever they revived – So if they lost an arm, it would reattach, or grow back, but that was really all that had been confirmed. No specifics or anything new in nearly two decades, due to the sheer rarity of Ajin, and the ferocity of those who were known as immortals – Unsurprisingly, each one of them Villains. Like Humans, they possessed Quirks in addition to their immortality, which made them incredibly dangerous in a combat scenario.
Ways of fighting Ajin certainly did exist, but those were being saved until the next lesson, when the students had fully settled in, and time and proper focus could be given to the topic. Something there did seem to be a rather large amount of enthusiasm for. Anti-Ajin rhetoric certainly wasn't something that was lacking in society, least of all by the Heroes and people who had personal experience with the immortal race, for whatever reason.
Along with that, things generally calmed down too, from the heated first. Midoriya went from being someone who inadvertently managed to intimidate people into a generally kind person by most accounts. He had an awkwardness about him that was up front and centre, difficult to ignore or even get past. Mina barely spoke to the guy, but she could see clearly that he wasn't the mysterious figure she had been given the impression of.
He was willing to stand up for himself, and it was possible that he was a lot more adept with his fighting abilities than one would normally suspect from just looking at him. But he wasn't some brooding figure. From classes, he seemed to be fairly intelligent, and kept to himself most of the time. He had his own group of friends, and it didn't even take a day until Mina had more or less forgotten about all the drama surrounding him.
A week went by without much of an incident. People talked, got to know one another, and got to work on their studies. Sometimes it felt like nothing had really changed from actually being in middle school, aside from a fresh set of faces and a new uniform. The atmosphere was a bit more serious, but also somehow felt more light-hearted at the same time. They were the students who made it, out of all the candidates in the country. Only one of every three hundred applicants got in – That meant they were ones out of twenty-one-thousand. They had earned the right to be proud.
And they were proud. Mina was certainly proud of herself. She had put in so much work into getting into Yuuei. She'd never read as many books before in her entire life, or pushed her Quirk to the absolute breaking point. And she'd done it. Here she was, in the school where all of the best Heroes were trained.
About the begin her first Hero exercise.
She took a look at her Hero Costume, and gently flicked the puffy fur that went around her collar. It was the first time that she'd ever laid eyes on it, not to mention worn the thing. It was designed to be comfy as it was designed to take her Quirk into consideration. Boots that would let her eject Acid from the soles of her feet, so she could slide around, acid-proof materials, and enough room for movement and flexibility to allow her to stretch and bend however she needed to in order to fight. Her face mask wasn't going to do a damn thing for hiding her identity and she knew it – She just thought it looked cool.
Everyone looked pretty cool to be fair. There were some awesome costumes. Some people really went full hog on the designs, like Bakugou, or they would opt for something far simpler, like the guy with the electric Quirk. Some people, Mina couldn't even tell who was who. A few made efforts to colour their faces, though the vast majority of people didn't. With mutations and Quirks in the public eye, hiding one's identity was often a fairly fruitless task. Some seemed to want to anyway though, perhaps just for the aesthetic of it.
"Very cool!" All Might had praised everyone's choices before he began to go over the plan for their first session of Heroic training. Hearing that they were to be trained by one of the number one Heroes in the entire country had to be one of the biggest and most incredible surprises that anyone had heard. They were really going to get a top tier education.
A two on two team battle. It was direct, straight to the point, and it was clear All Might wasn't messing around. He was going to throw them into the deep end and make them learn either to swim, or they'd end up drowning.
"This training will have two different groups!" The large, muscular Hero declared. "A Hero team and a Villain team! The 'Villain' team will be guarding a weapon which they plan on deploying, and the Heroes task will be to capture the Villains or their device before they can weaponize it!" It sounded like something straight out of a comic book or Video game. "If the Heroes capture the Villains, or the device, then the Heroes are victorious! If the Villains prevent them from doing so, then the Villain team shall win!"
"So, how are we going to be selecting our teams?" Asked a black-haired student, with her arm upraised as she asked her question.
"By random roulette."
The sudden, bored sounding, dull voice of their homeroom teacher, suddenly appearing from the side and walking towards the front of the class, next to All Might, caught everyone's attention. Aizawa scratched the back of his long, scruffy hair as he made his way up to the front. He looked exhausted, as he always did.
Several of the students began to mutter in and amongst themselves.
"What's Aizawa-sensei doing here?"
"I dunno. I thought that this was supposed to be All Might's session."
"Is Aizawa-sensei even a combat instructor?"
"How would I know? I thought he was just the homeroom teacher."
"Aizawa. This is unexpected." All Might didn't drop his smile the entire time, like he never did, but the tone of his voice was noticeably deeper. "I wasn't told you'd be at my session to assist me."
"The brass wanted me down here." Aizawa said in response. "Situational. They want my eye on things."
That seemed to be enough for All Might. He seemed to pause for a moment, before nodding his head. "Understood. Go right ahead."
The Erasure Hero turned his full attention to the students and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Due to more recent developments regarding increased Ajin and Villain attacks, I've bene asked to supervise your Hero training along with All Might. I'm about as happy as this as you are." Whether or not he was talking to All Might or the students was unclear. He pulled from his pocket a small device, similar to the one that he used to deliver the scores for his Quirk Apprehension test. "This set up is completely random, and we'll be testing your ability to work with people and Quirks that you might not chose under optimal circumstances. It's rare that you'll get to fight against opponents with people who you work best with, especially on patrols, so fundamental team-building skills is logical skill to develop immediately."
It made a lot of sense when put like that, Mina thought. Random teams had initially left her with a bit of an uneasy feeling, but when explained like that, she couldn't help but agree with what was being said. She took a quick scan around, wondering who she would end up being partnered with. There wasn't anyone in particular she had a preference for teaming up with. The only real preference she had was someone who was capable, who she wouldn't have to carry. Though given her classmates and their Quirks, that probably wasn't going to be an issue.
"Slow down, Aizawa." All Might suddenly seemed like a small part of the session. "I already have these slot selections ready to – "
"This is faster." The more experienced teacher cut off the older man. "Our curriculum has had to be changed to help train you for the growing Ajin presence." Aizawa added on. "Villains and Ajin seem to be on the rise lately, so it's important that you have the proper training. The main reason I'm here now is to see where you're all at from a combat perspective – That will help us plan lessons accordingly."
The automated process began, and names spun into place, putting people into pairs, with an image of their face next to their name for finding each other faster. Quickly, she located her name, and with it, her teammate.
She was in Team D – Herself, and Katsuki Bakugou. The volatile guy with the explosive Quirk she recognized from the first day.
Mina blinked, and then looked towards her apparent teammate. He barely glanced at her as he kept on scowling at the automated systems, waiting for whatever came next.
"Oh, yay." She muttered to herself quietly. Of course she had gotten… Probably the most aggressive person in the entire class as her partner. Wonderful. Although, there couldn't be any denying that he was a ridiculously strong thanks to the Apprehension test, and his Quirk seemed versatile and powerful, so it could certainly be worse. And in fairness to him, Mina had no idea what the situation was between him and Midoriya. Based on how he acted, she had just assumed that he was the bad guy. For all she knew, he was rightfully angry at his old… Acquaintance? "So… I guess you're with me?"
"Just stay out of my fucking way."
She sighed. Honestly, she didn't know what she had expected. What you saw seemed to be what you got with this guy. This was going to be… Interesting.
As soon as everyone got into their teams, Aizawa hit the button again. "Now that you have your teams, you'll be paired against…."
The process stopped. And Mina glanced at who she was fighting.
Team D vs Team A – Izuku Midoriya and Tenya Iida
I know it's pretty canon compliant right now, but this whole thing is pretty much the only canon battle that'll happen like this. The rest I have interesting spins on. The reason I put Iida with Izuku is simple – It's a different selection process, so the teams would be different. The odds of them all being in the same teams, bar one switch around is incredibly slim. Plus – It makes this more fun.
Not a lot of dialogue this chapter – But I don't know if a lot would have honestly been of any benefit to the situations present.
Now, I know a lot of you will want to know why I cut the original chapter 2 – The reason is this – Kirishima was a god damn pain to add into things. I've made my opinion that the flashbacks in the Overhaul arc were crammed in for absolutely no reason and ruin a huge amount of the arc and Kirishima as a character (The light Novels were not kind to him), and it's never been clearer than when I tried to put him into IH in a way that makes any sort of sense.
I wanted to have him as part of the Izuku-Mina-Kirishima trio (Which is better than Izuku-Uraraka-Iida, fight me.) but he just didn't fit in anywhere. Everything felt off, and weird, and he acted unnaturally. And I got the idea for a mostly Mina-focused narrative, so I made the call to delete that chapter and replace it with this one. An odd call, I know, but it's one that I made because I think it will relay benefit the story – As those of you who haven't watched Ajin will learn more about what Ajin are as Mina learns about them
This story is in a weird place – While I like it, and want to carry on, everything else take priority. I have been working hard as hell to get this chapter ready for today, and it'd been a hell of a struggle. Its been interesting and fun though. I think the calls I made will honestly be for the best in the long run.
I got so much support on this story and it's been pretty damn amazing to see – I had so many ideas I wanna get out, and I will do with this story, I promise that.
I do hope you enjoyed, and I'll try my hardest to make sure the wait for the next one isn't as long as last time. Until then guys – I hope you enjoyed, and ill see you all later – See you!
