CHAPTER 1: A NEW JOURNEY
Between the cosmos there are countless worlds, each one different, but all share one destiny, one sky.
But that's not what this story is about, this is a story about a brave light who made the ultimate sacrifice. A hero who will find himself on the path of greatness one more time.
This is the story of Midoriya Izuku, the Keyblade Master, the Heroic Thunderbolt, the Symbol of Peace.
A scattered dream that's like a far off memory. A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream.
I wanna line the pieces up-yours and mine.
I'm falling into darkness, drifting in a void for what feels like hours, but it could be only seconds.
To every direction that I look there is only black, and the silence is deafening. I wouldn't even distinguish up from down if I was not falling.
The only thing I can see is myself. But who am I? You are questioning, well to answer this I have to come back a little.
200 years ago, a baby capable of emitting light was born in China. That was the first documented case of quirks.
Quirks, superpowers only seen in comic books, became real overnight.
Chaos befell the world. Governments crumble, riots were widespread, it almost seemed like all hope was lost.
But when darkness rises there is always a light that shines just as bright.
Heroes. People with brave hearts and a desire to do what is right.
Years have passed since then and heroics isn't just an ideal, it's a profession, a career, but for some, it is still a dream.
My name is Midoriya Izuku, and my dream is to be a hero.
But not all men are created equal.
That's a reality I learned at the age of four.
I'm quirkless. From that day on it seemed as if the world was against my dream.
"You better give up"
To put me down...
"I'm sorry Izuku, I'm so sorry"
To make me believe I am worthless...
"You useless Deku"
But not even the world can stop me from reaching my dreams, because I know that I will become a hero.
Why am I falling for what seems like forever? How did I get here? I can't remember.
I start to lose hope, when will I ever get out of here? A light hits my eyes, looking up (down?) I find myself standing on a pillar cutting through the darkness. On that pillar, a stained glass image of...
ME?!
I'm in a green tracksuit with white shoulder pads and gloves, the gloves go all the way to my elbows, looking more like gauntlets than gloves. On my neck is a metallic mouthpiece with some holes on it. I wore black knee pads and my usual red shoes, but with what looked like metallic black soles.
In the image I see myself reaching my right arm out as if I'm reaching for something… or someone.
On my left hand is what looks like a… giant car key?
A blade?
It had a green body (blade) with a silver edge, a black handguard and a red handle. A silver chain was attached at the base with a charm that looks like a silver star with two lightning bolts crossed at the middle to form an X.
Below my right arm are two disks, one with five pictures displayed in five directions, at the bottom are two people with mutant quirks, at the left a duck and the right a dog.
In the middle two there is a girl with straight hair and a kind smile while on the left a boy with long hair and a smirk.
The top and final one held a boy with spiky hair and a sunny smile, but the strangest thing is that he felt...familiar.
The other disk was void of any images, but I could feel that they would eventually be filled.
Looking around, I can see just how breathtaking the stained glass image is. I heard footsteps behind me. I panicked for some reason, I knew that people shouldn't be here, turning around I met face to face with…MYSELF?!
Standing before me is someone exactly like me, but their clothes were different. He (me?) is in a white t-shirt under a dark green jacket with a hood shaped with bunny ears, black loose pants, red shoes and two belts crossing and forming an X with some type of heart emblem.
But the biggest difference is his smile. It was brilliant and peaceful, as if there's nothing wrong in the world and that is enough reason to smile.
"W-Who are y-you" I asked nervously.
He laughed, as if the answer was obvious,"What type of question is that? I'm you" he said, putting his hands behind his head.
I jumped back, this was getting too weird, "W-What?! How c-can you b-be me?"
"I am, simple as that but that's not what you are here. You're here to get back something you lost."
"S-Something I lost, w-what?" What could I possibly lose and how me-HE (that is so confusing) know that I lost something?
The copycat placed a hand over his chest, "Something that you've kept close to your heart, but had to give away to protect the people you cared about the most."
"A-And what could i-it be?" What I could possibly sacrifice for someone, and who the someone might be?
"That would just ruin the surprise" he smiled, stretching the hand previously on his chest towards me.
I stared at it for a second and looked back at him, he still smiled encouragingly to me. With some hesitation I took his hand….and my world went dark.
"S̷̹̿́o̵̻̫̊́ŗ̷̪̭̏a̶͍̟̽́ come on!"
"We will go and find new worlds together!"
"Izuku get up! The storm is gonna take the raft!"
"Wait for me S̷̹̿́o̵̻̫̊́ŗ̷̪̭̏a̶͍̟̽́"
"Go find K̶͇͝͠ä̸̫̀i̶̹̕r̸͆͘͜i̸͙̹͐! I'll buy you time"
"If you wanna get my b̵͍̐̒r̵̠̊͗̔ỏ̸̠͉͝ṱ̷͓͇̑ȟ̴̳͜e̵͔͊͗̇r̷̢̰͓̊͠ ̶͈̀ you'll have to pass me first!"
"That is a big one!"
"Izuku aim for the face!"
"Huf huf we did it-woah!"
"S̷̹̿́o̵̻̫̊́ŗ̷̪̭̏a̶͍̟̽́ don't let go!"
"If I don't then I'll drag you with me"
"Then we go together!"
"AAAAAAAAA!"
Izuku woke up screaming, he bolted straight up the bed taking deep breaths. Once he calmed himself down, he turned to look out the window to see the rising sun.
Trying to understand what just happened, Izuku just stared and felt...sad. A lone tear swelled down his face, a normal occurrence for him. This time was different though, this time he let it fall and think...Why? What made him so sad if he couldn't even clearly remember it-ah that's it...he couldn't remember, that's what made him cry. Maybe it's just the heart remembering.
But Izuku felt that someday he would. "May your heart be your guiding key," he murmurs absent-mindedly, even if he can't recall where he heard it, it always makes him feel better...because he is never alone.
It's another day in Musutafu, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming, a giant monster is destroying the street.
"RRROOOOOAAAARRRR!"
Perfectly normal.
Izuku, a boy with curly green hair and freckles, is making his way to where the commotion is located. There he saw a man with what looked like wooden armor, Kamui Woods fighting the giant villain.
Izuku is wearing a black middle school uniform, a yellow backpack, and big red shoes. While he would normally be excited to see the hero and villain fight, he currently has a far off look on his face, like he's not really here, lost in thought, "What was that dream about? It doesn't make sense, who are those people? Why can't I remember them? What are I doing with them…" He mumbled, holding a hand over his mouth.
CRASH!
Jumping in shock, Izuku is brought out of his thoughts and finally realizes the hero at the scene, "What-whoa a villain, and that's Kamui Woods, SO COOL!"
His previous thoughts are forgotten, taking a notebook from...somewhere, he starts writing, "He's climbing the ranks really fast for a relatively new hero and…" he mumbles, as he writes his observations from the fight.
When it looks like the wooden hero is just about to end the fight.
"Canyon Cannon!" a new hero appears, kicking the giant villain and knocking him out.
Izuku turns towards the new arrival, "Whoa, who is th-" only for a flash of what felt like a memory to pass through his mind. A being towered over him and his...he doesn't know, the only thing he is certain is of beady yellow eyes. He didn't remember this being, he had no memory of ever meeting it, but for some reason seeing it filled his heart with fear.
"Hey kid!" A man in the crowd cried, breaking the image."I know what you are, a fanboy!"
"W-Wha-yeah I-I am."
"Well, you want to be a hero?"
"Y-Yes!, more than anything"
"Well then go for it." the man said, laughing encouragingly.
Izuku gives back a smile, "Thank you, sir!" He takes off running (because he is not supposed to stop to begin with, he's late for school).
As he runs his mind once again goes back to the strange dream, and now the sudden vision. "What was that? And why did I feel so...afraid?"
Class passed in a blur for Izuku, he just kept thinking about his dream. He was so distracted in fact that he barely realized the disaster walking towards him.
BOOM! The sound of the explosion filled his ears as the sight of black smoke invaded his vision.
"What part of don't get on my way, you don't understand, Deku?!"
Slowly turning towards the voice Izuku is met with the sight of a boy with ashy blond hair and gleaming red eyes. The boy was holding up a sparkling and cackling hand as if in preparation for another explosion. Bakugo Katsuki. Izuku's childhood-friend turned bully. Who had decided to publicly confront him right after their teacher (disregarding all conduct norms) told the entire class of his plans of applying to UA.
The number one institution responsible for the most well known heroes in Japan. Best Jeanist, the number 4 hero and multiple time winner of the best jeanist competition. Endeavor, number 2 hero, the one with more cases solved. And finally All Might, the greatest hero of the world, the number one, the Symbol of Peace.
Of course at the first sign of the resident quirkless student expressing interest in the school, his classmates are quick to reprimand or mock him. They laugh at the very thought that the one person without superpowers can get into the prestigious school when they themselves have no shot at even entering. The written exam is said to be killer and while they can see Izuku passing that, the heroics exam would only kill the quirkless student.
But that doesn't stop Bakugo from getting furious, the smoking desk is proof of that. "I'm the only one in this shithole school that is going to UA!"
Izuku could only stare. Years ago they were friends, but now the walking bomb could only look at him with rage. Where did things go so wrong?
Bakugo takes the notebook from Izuku's desk, "Listen here nerd if you go, you're only getting yourself killed, so do us all a favor and don't bother!" He looks at the notebook, "Hero journal number XIII, are you serious!? How many times do I have to tell you so it gets on that fucking head YOU CAN'T BE A HERO!" He slams his palm against the notebook causing an explosion along the outside.
BOOOMM!
Izuku watches horrified as his notebook is blown up and thrown out the window.
Bakugo turns around and starts heading off with his followers, "That's the last warning, don't apply to UA Deku!" As if he hadn't had enough fun tormenting his former friend, he pauses at the door, "If you want to be a hero so bad, then pray that you'll get a quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the roof."
At the sound of those words Izuku wasn't looking at his bully anymore, but someone with a black cloak, silver hair, and yellow eyes that seemed to pierce his soul.
Izuku shook his head, that didn't look right. As quickly as it happened, it was over with Izuku standing in an empty class, "Not again.." He got his things, and ran outside, looking for his missing notebook.
Finding it on the koi pond, he quickly retrieves it. "What was that about? Who was he and-" Getting rid of the excess of water he looks at the book, seeing most of the damage being external. He can still see the title, when his eyes pass at the volume he feels a sudden pang of dread.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he put the journal back in his backpack and started heading home."How can this day get any weirder?" Izuku asked himself as he walked through a tunnel. .
"No frowning, no sad faces, our ship runs on smiles!"
He jumped at the seemingly random thought, he tried to recall where he heard it from but still nothing. Although, just thinking about it brought a smile to his face. "They're right, I have to keep going and smile, like All Might!" Izuku let out his best impression of All Mights laughter.
Only he wasn't alone under that tunnel, "A medium size meat suit, perfect."
Turning towards the sound of the voice Izuku came face to face with what looked like a giant pile of sludge. "A villain!" He could barely react before the villain threw himself at the younger boy.
"Don't worry kid it will only hurt for 40 seconds and it's over." The sludge man laughed maliciously, forcing himself down the boy's throat, the sludge blocking Izuku's windpipe.
'That's it? I'll die before even trying? No! Someone please HELP!' Izuku thought as he clawed desperately at the villain.
As if hearing his prayers the manhole at the tunnel entrance blows open and from it comes a man two meters tall who jumps out of it,"DON'T FEAR, BECAUSE I AM HERE!" He shouts with explosive intensity.
"No! Get away you bastard!" The Sludge Villain shouts, desperately.
The stranger doesn't listen, clenching his fist into a punch, "TEXAS SMASH!" He punches the air using the force of it to create a mini whirlwind blowing the villain away.
The villain had barely enough time to think, let alone defend himself before being soundly defeated.
Finally free from his sludge prison, Izuku falls on the ground, the last thing he sees is the shadow of the man who saved him.
"Izuku wake up!"
"Humm? S̴͚͂̔̏͒ơ̴̹̥̠̌̀r̵̨̤͎̝̈́͛å̴͉͊͆?"
"Where are we? R̴̡̜̗̔Ì̶͍̟͝K̵̢̞͎̒̕U̶̲͘!̸̳̔͑̇ ̷̣͕̮̅͌̉͠K̶̢͓̹͌̽̃A̴̳̾I̷̛̫̯̤̒R̴̡̠̀̎̃͋ͅI̵̫̓̍̅!̸̻̂"
"A Keyblade?"
"HEY KID WAKE UP!"
"Urhg w-what?" Izuku slowly, wake up, he feels someone lightly slapping his cheek.
"HAHA I THOUGHT I LOST YOU FOR A SECOND, SORRY FOR THE TROUBLE," His saviour says, "I TRIED TO CHASE THE VILLAIN, BUT THE SEWER SYSTEM OF THIS PLACE IS REALLY CONFUSING!" He places his hand over his face and laughs at the mixup.
Blinking the spots of his sight he finally sees his savior and…
"ALL MIGHT!"
Completely freaked out.
"W-What?! H-How?! Wait an autograph, I-I need an autograph!" Izuku panics this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, he can't miss this. He searches for his backpack. He needed a pen, marker, paper, anything!
Finding his stuff at his side he scrambles toward the discarded notebook frantically looking for an empty page. "HE SIGNED IT ALREADY!" Izuku started mumbling and bowing frantically, this was a dream come true. "THANK YOU! IT WILL BE A FAMI…"
"HAHA NO PROBLEM KID! NOW THAT I CAPTURED THE VILLAIN I'LL BE ON MY WAY" All Might showed two soda bottles containing the villain (somehow?) before putting them in his cargo pants pockets.
"W-What!? Are you already going?!" Izuku still had so many questions. "Wait, please I still have to ask you… I have to know if…"
All Might wasn't listening, he crouched down preparing to jump. Izuku was desperate at this point for any more time with the symbol of peace and now personal hero. It all happened so fast one minute he was on the ground the next he was in the air…
.
.
.
Holding onto All Mights leg. Flying over buildings.
"HUM?" All Might was none the wiser, until he noticed the extra weight, " WOAH KID I LIKE MY FANS BUT THAT IS A LITTLE TO MUCH! LET GO!".
"B-B-BUT IF I LET GO I'LL DIE!"
"OH, GOOD POINT, HOLD ON I WILL LAND ON SOMEWHERE SAFE" All Might turned his face away from him. 'I'm almost out of time' he thought, wiping a line of blood leaking from his mouth.
"I saw my life flashing through my eyes," Izuku is on the ground huffing and puffing from his trip on the symbol of peace. They landed on a rooftop.
"WELL KID KNOCK ON THE DOOR AND SOMEONE WILL LET YOU GO BACK DOWN, NOW I HAVE TO GO" All Might said, preparing to leave the fanboy to his own devices..
"W-What wait I have to ask you something!"
"NO, I HAVE TO GO NOW!" All Might approached the edge. He didn't have time for this.
"CAN SOMEONE QUIRKLESS BE A HERO?!" Izuku blurted, hoping against hope he would finally get the answer he wanted.
'What! He is-no crap not yet!' The hero pauses his walk before beginning to steam and deflate.
Izuku continued on, oblivious to his hero's dramatic change. He had his eyes glued to the floor as he poured out his story. "All my life nobody believed in me, but even with the whole world saying it is impossible, can someone like me be a hero like you-WHOA?!" Izuku looks up, only to see a skeleton of a man where All Might was. "Who are you!? What happened with All Might!?"
The man opened his mouth to answer, for an unhealthy amount of blood to shoot out of it.
"AAHHH!" Izuku understandably freaks out. "Are you okay? No stupid question of course you are not, I'll call help just wait a little and…"
As he starts to run towards the door, the man says. "Hey, kid hold on, I'm fine!".
Toshinori was surprised that the boy, who only a second ago acted like meeting All Might was the most important thing in the world for him. How could he not when this fanboy literally attached himself to him? Now this same fanboy is putting his well-being as top priority in this situation, when he went through all this trouble to ask a question.
Toshinori normally didn't like people treating him differently because of his appearance, but he couldn't risk letting his secret get exposed (more than it already is). Calming the boy and sitting against the edge. He tells the kid the truth and shows his wound.
"Five years ago, was it in your fight with Toxic Chainsaw?" The boy asked.
Again he was surprised but just told the kid that that fight doesn't go public by his request. "So kid with all this said I have to tell you no, heroes are always risking their lives and they need power, I mean look at me I had power and this job got me this, so someone quirkless without power, I don't think they can be a hero."
When Izuku hears those words it's as if nothing exists anymore, his whole world turns black, he can only think about those words.
Can't be a hero
After so much time is this really it? An impossible dream?
"We are heroes!"
"It doesn't matter how many times you put me down, I won't stop, I will get up and fight, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT HEROES DO!"
Izuku looks up, All Might is gone, and the flash of the vision leaves him lost.
'That was my voice, but I don't remember saying that' Izuku stands in a daze and walks without thinking. 'Who I was talking to? And why do I feel like there's a pain in my chest?'
Lost in thought he kept walking barely realizing where, until...
BOOOMM!
Snapping his head up Izuku sees a scene of chaos and destruction. Buildings on fire, explosions and heroes trying to save the people.
He dashed towards the crowd, trying to see what was going on. He heard the people standing there talking to each other.
"What happened?"
"A villain got a kid as hostage and is using him to keep the heroes away"
"It is a middle schooler."
"That is low even for a villain"
Izuku starts to worry. 'A student, who is it? And why are the heroes not trying to do anything? People can get hurt-' his train of thought stops when he sees the villain.
The same villain that attacked him. The same villain that All Might captured. The same villain that is causing chaos in front of him.
'No, no no no it's my fault,' Izuku's mind spirals into a panic, 'the bottles were in All Might's pockets and I grabbed his leg, the villain must have gotten away, I used All Might's time, and now someone is going to die because of me-' The thoughts stop when his eyes meet a familiar pair of red eyes. Eyes trapped within the clutches of the villain.
Eyes he knew too well. Eyes that usually just show hate towards him. Eyes that are now screaming for help.
Before he even realized, Izuku was running towards the villain.
"The Keyblade is a wonderful weapon, capable of vanquish the darkness"
"Why do we have them with us?"
"Because they choose you two"
"But why?"
"Because you are worthy."
As he ran, Izuku unconsciously raised his hand as if to grab something. A flash of light and green sparks danced in Izuku's hand to reveal a blade about 120 cm in length, and broad enough to cover most of his body. It took a single look for him to recognize the weapon. It was the one he saw in his dream! Despite his appearance, it felt almost weightless in his hand.
Grasping it with two hands he continued running, it felt natural, like he has charged into danger with it hundreds of times.
Looking at the villain, he recalled a journal entry and knew exactly what to do. Twisting his body in a fluid motion he hit a stone on the street with a strike using his weapon, faster than a comet the projectile hit the villain dead on in the eye.
The Sludge Villain screamed in pain releasing his hold on the hostage just long enough for him to get a mouthful of much needed air.
Bakugo gasped and greedily took those breaths, using this chance he looked up and saw the usual cause of his fury running at him. "Deku what the hell are you doing here!"
Closing in and swinging his blade, Izuku sends blobs of sludge flying. "I don't know! My legs move on their own, but I can't just let my friend die!".
The Sludge Villain screamed in frustration, "You again, I'll show you to not mess with me your stupid brat!" The villain prepares to strike.
Izuku quickly puts his right hand on the handle above his head and his left arm on the flat of the blade. Getting into a stance that was both new and natural at the same time. He blocked the attack, but the villain continued to press on. The barrage of attacks makes Izuku's arms tremble, until finally his guard breaks causing him to fall to the ground.
"Now I'm gonna get rid of you!" Seeing the strike coming, Izuku puts his weapon in front of him, closing his eyes and waiting for the end.
BANG!
"I REALLY AM PATHETIC, I SAY THAT HEROES ARE ALWAYS RISKING THEIR LIVES, BUT NOW IT IS TIME TO PRACTICE WHAT I PREACH, DETROIT SSMMMAAAAASSSSSHHHHHHHH!"
With a single punch, it's over. Not only did the wind pressure defeat the villain, but it also put out the fires. The shear power and pressure of the punch even caused it to rain, leaving all bystanders gobsmacked.
Izuku got scolded by the pros for his trouble, but he wasn't paying attention . No, he was thinking about what he had done. How he had run head first into danger and that-his Keyblade manifested. How he knew what it was, it's as if he always knew, but forgot about it. Maybe that's what happened, if the feeling of finding a long lost friend was any indication.
After the metaphorical slap on the wrist, he was now walking home. Trying to understand what was happening, and why he felt so at peace with it. Until the sound of loud footsteps approached him.
"Deku! Wait up you bastard!" Bakugo runs to a stop in front of him trying to regain his breath. "Listen here you shitty nerd you better tell me why you lied!"
"K-Kacchan, lie a-about what?" Izuku tried to recall what he could possibly have lied about, only to think up nothing.
"What?! ABOUT YOUR DAMN QUIRK! All these years and you laughed at me while hiding it!" The blonde blows up (figuratively), but what he wasn't expecting was for the other boy to shout back.
"I don't have a quirk! I don't know what this is!" With a flick of his wrist the Keyblade materialized in a flash of green light and sparks. "I don't know why I have it! I JUST DON'T KNOW!" He throws it at the ground and both boys watch as it slides to a stop, before vanishing in another flash of light, reappearing in Izuku's hand.
They just stared at the Keyblade, after a long and silent minute the blonde turns around and starts walking away "I don't care that you have a toy sword now, I'm still gonna be the number one! So just don't get on my way and try not to die, Deku!". He still sounded pissed, but also in a weird way relieved. At least Izuku hopes so.
With a movement of the hand Izuku dismissed his Keyblade and started walking home again. But he was interrupted, again.
"I AM HERE" All Might surges from one alleyway, stopping the boy.
"All Might, what are you doing here? I thought the reporters had gotten you" At this point Izuku was too mentally tired to be surprised.
"HAHA! I ESCAPED FROM THEM, BECAUSE I'M ALL MIGH-BLEEG" In a burst of steam, the hero deflate coughing blood, "Sorry, but now young men let's talk for why am I here"
"I know what I did was stupid and I only got in the way, but no one tried to help Kacchan, so I just moved and-" Izuku started to rant, only to be stopped by a hand on his left shoulder.
"Kid, calm down, that's not what I want to talk about, what I want to say is, I'm sorry." Toshinori finished with a sigh, leaving Izuku completely lost.
"You're sorry? About what? I was the one that let the villain get away! If someone has to apologize it's me-" Izuku had his second rant stopped by one chop on the head.
"Geeze kid relax, now let me finish, I'm sorry that I said those things to you at the rooftop, but from the way you said it I thought you were quirkless and-"
Izuku promptly interrupts the man again, "I am".
"What"
"I said that I am quirkless"
"But young man I saw you use your quirk to fight that villain."
Izuku raises his hand, summoning his Keyblade again. "This isn't a quirk, it's a Keyblade" he's so certain of it even if he didn't have any idea what a Keyblade is.
"Well kid, if it's not a quirk then how did it just pop into your hand?" Toshinori points to the weapon like it is obvious.
"I don't know, I just started to run and it appeared in my hand!"
"Wait are you telling me that when you ran at that villain you didn't even know you could do that"
"No! I didn't even realize that I was running until it showed in my hand! I just saw Kacchan in danger and my legs moved on their own."
'This kid just threw himself into the fray without even knowing he had a quirk? Maybe he is the one? But first-'
"Young man, when you had your quirk tested when you were a child what the doctors say?"
Izuku, is taken aback by the question, "I don't know. I don't really remember, most of my childhood, it's kinda fuzzy, but I think he said something about an extra toe joint"
'So he really is quirkless! But then how can he do that? Maybe he's just an exception to the rule. I mean my quirk exists.'
"Well kid that doesn't change anything at the end of the day, you were the one who rushed to help where we, the so called pros, kept watching from the sidelines, so I have to rectify my answer."
Izuku was already at the brink of tears, All Might was praising him, it was like a dream.
The setting sun seemed to frame the hero like a light somehow making this moment just as memorable than he could ever hope it to be. "YOU CAN BECOME A HERO."
That was what broke the floodgates, falling on his knees, Izuku could only cry, finally someone said the words that he so desperately needed to hear.
"But that's not all, in the end who inspired me to act was you, your heroic spirit was what made me act, the greatest quality of one hero is the ability to inspire, and for that I choose you to be my successor, my quirk is yours if you accept."
"Hum?" Was the completely eloquent response, but that was to be expected in this situation."You can pass your power?" 'Why does that ring a bell?'
"Yes this quirk is called One For All," Toshinori raised his hand and from it a multicolored light appear, "One person takes the power and cultivate it, then passes it for another, that cycle has repeated eight times and I'm offering for you to be the ninth holder of One For All"
In that moment Izuku felt like he had done this before, that he was in that exact situation, so he followed his heart and said what he felt right, "I accept!".
"In your hand take this key..."
"So long as you have the makings, then through this simple act of taking…it's wielder you shall one day be"
And that is the beginning of the journey, of how a boy accepted two legacies, and rose to be a guardian for all those in need.
AN: constructive criticism is appreciated, flames no so keep it civilized please.
This story was edited by keeperofhounds, show him some love if you meet him.
