Now for brand new readers, I recommend reading up to Chapter 14 of Fafnir Knight before reading this chapter of Draco Knight. For returning readers, I also recommend giving this chapter a re-read as it contains brand new details.


Any Original Characters (OCs) unless specified are owned by me. However, I could care less about them and allow anyone to use them in their fanfics if they so wish. (OCs be damned.)

My Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi and Shueisha. Published and licensed by Shonen Jump, Viz Media, and Funimation. Please support the official release of this incredible series.


My Hero Academia Untold: Draco Knight (Remastered Edition)

Chapter II: Legacies


Hisashi sat there, drying his tears as best as possible, as he finished by stamping the envelope with a wax seal. It had become a ritual for him, ever since the incident six years ago, that if he was to go on a mission with a high risk of death, he would write a letter that he would never send. It had to be a letter because he was still too cowardly to say it in person. To apologize to the man; he had owed so much to the man he had wronged.

"Honey, I have your overnight bag ready," He heard Inko call out to him from behind his office door.

"Thank you, Inko. I'll...I'll be out in just a second," Hisashi answered back as he waited for the wax to dry and cleaned the seal, which had been a gift from the very man this letter was meant for.

"Maybe this time, when the job is done...I'll try my best to beg for his forgiveness again."


"Any luck finding him?" Asked the worried voice of Ryūji Tatsuma over the phone.

"No sir, however; we are looking everywhere for him. I think I may have an idea where he might be, but I'm not at the site yet. I'll let you know the moment we find something," Kai answered the worried man.

He heard Ryūji sigh with frustration; Hisashi had been missing for a few hours now.

"Well, thank you, Officer Doumeki; please keep me posted when you have an update."

"I will, sir," Kai responded firmly before hanging up his cellphone and looking at the display for the time on the screen.

5:48 pm

"Hisashi went missing from school shortly after the lunch period, nearly six hours ago," Kai said to himself, thinking hard. He was also worried sick over the young thirteen-year-old. He had received the call that he went missing after some type of altercation at his school only about an hour ago, near the end of his shift. He may have been off the clock, but that didn't stop him from doing his job.

He pulled up a map on his phone, marking the boy's middle school, and estimated the perimeter that he suspected Hisashi could have run during that time. He wasn't worried about the boy being kidnapped. Hell, if someone had tried to do that, he would almost feel sorry for the kidnappers.

'No, Hisashi's running away again...' Kai thought. It wasn't the first time, yet Kai hoped this would be the last time. He looked at the map: closely studying every bit of it, including the spots where Hisashi had last been found all the various times. He had briefly been a detective a few years back but found that he preferred working as a beat cop instead. Still, he used the skills and experience to help deduce where Hisashi might have gone.

"Bingo," He said to himself as he finally found the pattern from the last few times he had run away. "Ah...that makes sense...I don't believe Mr. Tatsuma had ever taken him there."

Kai sighed as he was in for at least an hour-long drive shorter if he booked it with his sirens on, but he couldn't find it in himself to abuse his powers like that. Kai looked at the setting sun as he stood next to his squad car, wondering if he had guessed correctly. 'Better let Saya know, I'll be home late today...' Kai thought as he placed his phone on a stand, with his wife's number already dialing. He could have simply called for another on-duty unit to check it for him. However, it was only an educated guess for him. He knew other officers who were on the clock were still searching for him. Yet, it would be too soon to call them off in case he was wrong. Kai decided to look for the boy as he felt responsible for the lad after meeting him a few years ago on that cold rainy night.

"Hi, honey! You; coming home soon?" Said the voice of Saya as she answered her phone.

"Fraid not, my dear," Kai answered longingly, as he turned on his car. "Hisashi ran away again..."

"Oh, no...Is there anything I can do to help? I was lucky last time since he had been passing by the Dōjō."

"I have a good idea where he is, but it's a little ways out from where you are right now...assuming you're at your office?" He added making; a turn into the road heading south.

"No, I'm home right now. I was just about to start making dinner for us, one of my former students; dropped off a premium pork tenderloin as a gift. And I was suddenly in the mood for a tasty Katsudon recipe I found recently."

'Good lord, I love this woman,' thought Kai, looking forward to their favorite comfort food that was perfect after a long day. "Please don't wait up for me; remember what the doctor told you."

"I know, I know dear, I'll be sure to keep yours warm...and have some extra in case you want seconds."

"Thank you, love. I hope to see you soon."

"Drive safe, and find that poor boy before it gets too cold! Love you!"

"I love you too."

With that, the phone became silent as Saya hung up. Leaving Kai to continue driving in silence, focused on the task at hand.


It was almost an hour later when Kai pulled up on the grounds of an old temple.

The final streaks of dusk were fading as the night began with no moon in the black inky night. He parked his car nearby the entrance and pulled out a large, heavy-duty flashlight from the glove compartment. He exited his squad car, the chill winter air not bothering him in the slightest thanks in part to his winter coat, and the second was due to his drive. His need to find the lost boy he had come has a fondness for. He turned on the flashlight, a powerful beam of light appeared, piercing the darkness as it lit his path across the temple grounds. There was a peaceful silence in the temple grounds save for his footsteps and the occasional light breeze that would rattle the branches of the leafless cherry blossom trees.

The powerful beam of light made the shadows of said trees come to life as their branches danced to the rhythm of the wind. Reminding Kai of the raids he had been in alongside Pro-Heroes in the cover of night. He knew from experience the shadows could hide many things. Yet, Kai also knew from experience that some of the best hiding spots were almost always in plain sight.

As he passed from the temple grounds and entered into the hallowed temple graveyard. Upon passing the threshold into the cemetery. Kai stopped moving as he perked up his ears in the hopes for a sign of Hisashi. Kai didn't want to call out for the boy; in case he ran spooked by the noise, as well as to keep the silent peace in respect for the dead resting here.

After a moment or two, he heard it; faint raspy breathing. Kai continued his slow pace. Stopping every few steps to try and listen to the source of the noise. It wasn't long until Kai had finally found him. His flashlight revealed Hisashi Kasei curled up against a small stone gravemarker, violently shivering from the cold. Even from here, Kai could see that his tear-stained face was covered in cuts and bruises; he had been crying for a while.

"Kasei!" Kai said, picking up the pace upon seeing the boy, relieved to have found him. Upon hearing his family name, Hisashi meekly looked up at the large policeman coming up to him.

"Go away!" Hisashi rasped out, not wanting to be seen like this, especially not by one of the few people he actually respected.

"No, I will not, Kasei!" Kai answered the boy as he quickly took off his coat, knowing the boy could get ill if he remained in these conditions.

"Fuck off! I want to be left alone!" Hisashi roared out, quickly sitting up trying to knock the coat from Kai's hands. The boy instantly regretted his actions but still refused to cooperate.

"I know you want to be left alone, Kasei, but it's not what you need!" Kai spoke up as he backed off to give the boy a bit of space. He knew that the only way the headstrong boy would cooperate was if he believed it would be on his terms.

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU DO KNOW WHAT I NEED?!" Hisashi cried out as fresh tears began running down his face. "NO ONE EVER LISTENS TO ME! I ONLY KEEP GETTING JUDGED BEFORE I EVER GET A CHANCE TO GET A WORD IN!"

"Then how about now?" Kai asked calmly, "I am here, and my ears are open. I won't make you leave, and I will not force you unless you make me."

Hisashi glared at the man, who had slowly moved to sit down on the grounds graveyard across from him.

"Before I hear you out, all I ask and only if you want, that you please put this on; otherwise, I'm afraid you might catch your death," Kai requested as gently as he could, holding his coat in front of him. Hisashi, who was still wary of the policeman, but given their shared history, gave in to the man's request. All while he kept a stoic face accepting the coat and putting it on, never admitting just how much the cold had been bothering him as he wrapped it around himself, though it was far too big on him.

When he was done. Hisashi looked down at the man before settling down on the cold ground himself.

"May I ask what happened at school today?" Kai asked, trying to phrase it in a neutral tone. Hisashi looked away for a moment, refusing to answer as he decided on asking his own question instead.

"What were you told?"

Kai nodded, secretly pleased that Hisashi was at least talking back. This was a good sign to get the lad back on track.

"I was told that there was an altercation involving you at school, but I wasn't given the exact details." It was a partial lie. He had been told that Hisashi had assaulted another student. However, he also knew this may not have been entirely accurate. Hisashi gave him a questioning glare. Kai knew the boy wasn't foolish and added. "I know from experience that there are always two sides to a story. I want to know your side before I make any judgment calls."

Hisashi seemed pleased with the answer and started speaking. "I got into a fight...did they tell you that?"

Kai nodded sagely but remained silent. Allowing the boy to speak his peace.

"But I didn't start it...they were picking on one of my quirkless classmates!" Hisashi growled angrily, "I just wanted to stop them, and yet when the teachers stopped us, nobody sided with me! The three of the assholes ganged up on me! Saying I was the one who started it! Even the kid they were beating up didn't say anything!"

Kai closed his eyes.

He was all too familiar with that kind of discrimination as he was himself quirkless. While it was more common in his generation, it was now becoming increasingly rare. Most quirkless folks nowadays simply learned to try to be less of a bother, even if they were assaulted. Rarely testifying, hoping not the rock the boat that society has established for them. Career and work opportunities were becoming increasingly difficult to come by, especially; if they went against candidates with quirks that gave them an edge.

After all, what would a medical school prefer to choose with limited seating?

Students with perfectly matched top grades could be screwed out of a selection for someone with fewer credentials but were fortunate to be born with a healing quirk. That wasn't even the worst-case scenario. Many tales of workplace harassment and extortion quirkless people face exist due to having poor job security. He was also a victim of such discrimination from both his father-in-law and from his work.

The latter railed against his marriage as he wouldn't likely produce a strong heir. While the former had denied his numerous attempts for promotion; despite his clean record, performance, and seniority. Several of his colleagues who had quirks now ranked above him, despite several of them having infractions or performance issues. They had quirks that helped them to do their jobs.

While he had to rely on his skills and knowledge alongside the physical strength that he had built into himself through hard work and discipline.

Kai wished that someone could champion the quirkless plight, be they Pro-Heroes, or the government. All Might was one of the few Pros who spoke about the issue often, only it wasn't often pressed hard enough by the media. And yet here was this boy, whom many had dubbed a delinquent for years due to his familial legacy, and yet here he was, having stood up for a quirkless classmate when no one else would.

"Officially, Mr. Kasei, I cannot condone your actions," Kai answered, gaining an outraged look from Hisashi, but before the boy could retort. Kai interrupted.

"Off the record, however, Mr. Kasei. I want to thank you," Kai quickly added as he gave the boy a small but genuine smile. "I know from firsthand experience what it is like to be in your shoes. The only difference, and it is a big difference, is that unlike me. You have a Quirk...and yet you defended a quirkless stranger. Please, I ask that you forgive the boy for not speaking up in your defense. I suspect he was simply scared, not of you, mind, but of the possible repercussion from others. If you, however, continue to defend him and others like him, I'm sure he will someday come around to you."

Hisashi's face quickly changed around before settling into an immature pout. No matter how mature Hisashi could act at times. He was still a young boy with so much to learn.

"You acted like a hero."

Hisashi froze. Kai was one of the few people that knew Hisashi wanted to become a Pro-Hero, and even from that list was one of the few who supported and encouraged him. Hisashi looked back at the grave that he sat in front of, looking at the legacy he had been left. The one he faced alone in the world.

"I'm no hero...no matter how hard I try...UA would never me take now," Hisashi said sadly as tears welled up in his eyes. He knew a top hero school would never admit someone like him. A delinquent with a record and a long criminal family legacy that reached before Quirks even existed.

Kai, however, knew that wasn't entirely true. Someone like Hisashi could still apply and call for an admittance hearing. However, he would need a character witness who wasn't related by blood. So his cousin Ryūji was out of the question; while teachers wouldn't want to place their reputation on a well-known delinquent even if his grades were excellent.

"Ah yes, Mr. Tatsuma informed me of your little conundrum," Kai answered with a sagely nod. "You need a character witness for your UA interview next year, correct?"

Hisashi nodded, his golden eyes looking defeated before hiding under his dark, messy hair.

"Tell you what then, I can serve as your witness. I think even a beat cop like me has enough pull to convince them to give you a chance."

Hisashi's eyes blinked in disbelief as he looked back up, eyes open wide.

"Wait, hold on! I don't want your pity!" He started off with an annoyed tone.

"Who says I'm giving you my pity, Mr. Kasei?" Kai interrupted, turning the tables and taking charge of the conversation.

"Wha..."

"You didn't let me finish. I could serve as your character witness...only, however! If you decide to meet certain conditions I layout for you, call it payment for my help."

Hisashi sat there silent, unsure of how to answer.

"They should be easy for you. First: Keep your grades up; you're smart, Mr. Kasei, don't let that intelligence go to waste. Second: you will no longer run away from home. If you need space, inform your cousin of where you are going, and you will return home before curfew, mind you, sir. Third: speak with that quirkless boy and hear him out, hear his side of the story, and who knows? You never know when you'll find a diamond in the rough that can be a game-changer in your life. And finally, four: counseling. I know many people you can speak to freely Hisashi, who can help you in ways I cannot, for I'm afraid that even if you make it to UA, that temper of yours could be your downfall."

There was a long, drawn-out silence between the two. Kai could see the gears turning in Hisashi's head. He was almost there, he just had to give the lass one last push to bring him around.

"I know you wish to be a great hero like All Might, correct?" Kai added as he stood up and offered a hand to Hisashi. The boy hesitated to take the hand that reached out for him. A hand that offered a chance that seemed too good to be true. "All Might is that great pillar that serves everyone with a smile. His anger is reserved only for the scum who deserve it. I know those bullies at school seem like the worst, but fighting them in school won't always be the best solution. Many of the greatest heroes are those who solve a problem without having to raise a fist. But speak wisdom instead. I personally think that a so-called delinquent like yourself would love the chance to show everyone up and become a Pro to spite them."

Hisashi looked up at the man. He was no All Might, no famous Pro-Hero. He was just a quirkless beat cop, but Hisashi could feel a spark somewhere in his heart and mind as he processed those words. Hisashi hated to admit it, but the man was right, fuck the ones who didn't believe in him. He would show them all if he was an ugly piece of iron ore now, then he simply needed to be refined, forged, beaten with the hammer called life; at the smithy called UA. And it started with the miner who found this piece of ugly iron ore five years ago on that cold rainy night.

Hisashi simply nodded; accepting both Kai's hand and his offer. The Elder motioned Hisashi to begin following him as he did, however. Kai looked back at the grave that Hisashi had sat by, the flashlight revealing the name on the grave.


N

W+E

S

Keiko Kasei

D.O.B 174 Q.E. – D.O.D 207 Q.E


Kai frowned as he saw the compass marker above the name of Hisashi's mother. As one of the officers who oversaw the investigation when her charred remains were found last year. He knew that marking all too well as the legacy behind it continued to stain her youngest son to this day. Kai was still on the lookout for word on Hisashi's father Suzaku and his elder brother Hotori, as they were considered suspects in her death.

Kai looked away from the grave as he remembered the day last year when he broke the news to Hisashi. The boy deserved better than what life had dealt him with. Kai pulled out his cellphone to both call off the search and to contact his cousin Ryūji. However, before he could even finish dialing, he heard something that caught him off guard.

Growl.

Kai smirked as he saw Hisashi pretend that his stomach didn't just growl right now; given how long Hisashi had been gone, it was no surprise that he would be starving right now. Remembering what his wife had said, he knew what to do to solve it.

"Once I get these calls done, we can stop by my place to eat."

"I'm not hungry." Hisashi snapped back.

"I never said you were Kasei, but I am, and my darling wife made Katsudon that I would very much like to enjoy sooner than later." Kai retorted, struggling not to laugh as he saw Hisashi react to the word Katsudon: his favorite dish. Hisashi merely muttered something to himself as they reached Kai's squad car.

It was quite the drive until he got home...he was in it for an earful from both his cousin and cousin-in-law; his legal guardians. As the car came to life, Hisashi looked at the cop who had been helping him out all these years. Hisashi didn't know why the guy cared so much if he didn't get anything out of it. Hell, the guy just spent his whole afternoon off-duty after his shift to look for him.

Yet, he did it. And it made him want to shape up and make him proud. It was easier said than done, but life hadn't thrown him a bone or given him any lemons, besides his quirk and a few people to support him.

He needed sugar to make some goddamn lemonade, so he had to be prepared to work for it. Tomorrow was a brand new day...the day of a brand new Hisashi.


Hisashi was still deep asleep the next morning when the alarm on his phone rang out. After three repeated cases of Hisashi hitting the snooze button. His ever-faithful -if sometimes- annoying backup plan arrived, slipping into his room with a wide excited smile plastered on her face.

"Sashi! Sashi! Wake up, Sashi!" The young blonde chirped out as she began hopping around her cousin's bed in an effort to awaken him from his deep slumber.

"Ugh...Ryūko...let me sleep just a few more minutes." The dark-haired boy groaned out sleepily, making the young lass pout with some annoyance that Hisashi wasn't waking up to get ready for school. She stopped hopping as she began thinking about how to wake him up. The answer came quickly as a mischievous grin formed on the young girl's face. She was, after all, still learning how to use her quirk. Ducking by the side of her cousin's bed, her body began to glow and warp; while shedding her clothes off to avoid ripping them. Turning into a small bronze-colored dragon, with a set of tiny wings that were only strong enough to keep her airborne for a few seconds at best.

Yet a couple of seconds was all she needed to make her made her way up a small wardrobe that stood next to Hisashi's bed. Once she was on top, Ryūko began to measure her jump aiming for the pile of blankets on the bed below. Once she felt confident leaped with a squeak.

"Sashi!"

"GAH!" Hisashi shrieked from both the surprise and sudden pain he felt as his cousin's shifted weight land on him, her giggling not helping with his mood. He quickly sat up as his body flashed, changing into his draconic form as he grabbed his baby cousin turned dragon. Ryūko squealed in surprise by Hisashi's quick recovery when she suddenly caught in Hisashi's hands. She struggled to break herself free as Hisashi rose out of his bed, holding his cousin in a grip tight enough for her to prevent her from breaking free from his grasp, but not enough to hurt her.

He also kept her at length to avoid her wild whipping tail. Which, while small, could easily knock the wind out of him.

"Ryūko..." The boy groaned out in annoyance as the girl-turned dragon stopped struggling, her body going limp with her tail and wings drooped, knowing that continuing her fight would be futile. "What have I said about waking me up like this?"

Ryūko, still in her dragon form, innocently tilted her head. "Not too?"

'No...don't you dare,' Hisashi's eyes narrowed, knowing that Ryūko was crafty, learning to manipulate people with her innocent act.

"Yes...not to...because it hurts," Hisashi sighed out. Ryūko did end up looking a bit guilty before making a strange chirping sound that reminded him of a bird call.

"Mama made breakfast Sashi," she answered before sticking her tongue out the thought of a tasty breakfast. Hisashi sighed, giving up as unable to resist his adorable cousin. He kissed her forehead before dropping Ryūko at the foot of his bed, climbing out as he did.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be down in a second, just let me get changed," Hisashi answered her with a long yawn.

"Kay!" Ryūko answered cheerfully, before scuttling away out of Hisashi's room, still in dragon form. Hisashi looked out the window of his small, rather barren room, seeing the sun of a brand new day. It was the day a brand new Hisashi was supposed to start as well.


The day continued with little incident, save a scolding he received from his cousin and homeroom teacher, not that he wasn't expecting it.

It was lunchtime at school and Hisashi spent a good chunk of time searching high and low for that boy from yesterday, aiming to keep his promise to Kai. Finally, he spotted the thin boy with reedy blue hair and thick coke-bottle glasses. Hisashi made many of his fellow students turn their heads toward them when he suddenly sat down next to him.

Both boys had often sat alone as neither had friends. Hisashi was a loner due to his reputation as the school's resident delinquent, while the boy was openly quirkless. The blue-haired boy looked at Hisashi with a mixture of fear and confusion. The young dragon, however, simply sat there eating quietly, unsure how to break the ice with the nervous boy without sounding like an asshole. The poor kid was already shitting himself as he kept opening and closing his mouth as if he was trying to figure out what to say. With both of them on the same boat, Hisashi noticed something that caught his eye.

The boy had an open notebook in front of him, filled with complicated math equations alongside design schematics and body drawings.

'Are those support gear designs?'

"What's that you got there?" Hisashi asked the boy pointing at the notebook. The boy looked at the notebook before grabbing it and holding it tightly as if he was now fearing that Hisashi would take it away from him.

"I-itit-its nothing!" The boy managed to croak out.

Hisashi frowned. 'Just how bad were you getting it, dude?'

"Relax, man, I'm not here to bully you or anything. I'm just asking," Hisashi answered calmly, making the boy even more puzzled.

"Why?" He questioned, sure Hisashi never bullied him and even helped him yesterday. Yet, he was aware of Hisashi's reputation as the Black Devil of their school.

"They looked interesting. Look, I don't know shit about coding or designing stuff, except that it looks hard as hell, but some of the drawings there looked really cool," Hisashi answered honestly. The boy looked at Hisashi carefully before handing him the notebook, which Hisashi accepted carefully.

Hisashi found himself blown away at what he discovered.

It had proven to be more than just simple design schematics. It also featured interesting theories of combining technology with Quirks. From what little Hisashi was able to summarize, the pages were filled to the brim with jargon, complex equations, and well-made drawings. It looked like the lad was trying to develop new tech that was meant to be enhanced by Quirks.

Rather than traditional support gear, that either complimented or managed them. There was even stuff that theorized using Virtual Augmented Reality gear, combined with a dream quirk. If even half of what the kid wrote down was possible, then the guy would be a world-class genius.

"This is...actually pretty cool," said Hisashi, stunned at what he was looking at, continuing to flip through the pages.

'If this little guy had access to the resources, plus training, there's no doubt he could go places.' Hisashi noticed the boy's attitude completely changed at this reaction. He was beaming at the praise he was getting.

"You really think so?" He asked no one had ever praised him like this, save for his parents.

"I'm no expert, but this looks like some kick-ass support gear...and more," Hisashi added as he closed the notebook.

"Well, that's what I've always liked! I like technology, and I like that even now that even Quirkless people like me can still corner one area of the job market! It's something only a few Quirks would able to take away from us." The boy added bitterly.

Hisashi couldn't help but flinch at the boy's tone.

"Yeah...you're right," Hisashi answered, making the boy do a double-take. "You don't need a Quirk to be a support gear designer; you just need to have the brains and the skills. And it looks like you got the former in spades at least." He paused before mentioning his own ambitions.

"Believe it or not, I want to be a Pro-Hero."

The boy's eyebrows went up in surprise.

"That means I would need a kick-ass Support Gear Technician, and if these designs are anything to go by, that could be you."

"Really?!" The boy answered excitedly.

"Yup, only there's one problem. You'd have to get into UA like I'm planning to; after all, I need the best." Hisashi added with a sly tone, Kai was right about finding a diamond in the rough. With the training, this kid could be one hell of a designer if even a quarter of the gear he was working on could be made.

"U-u-ua-UA?!" The boy stuttered out.

"Fuck yeah, UA! The best school in the country, right? Where the best pros, best marketing, and best support teams come from!"

"But there's no way I can make it to UA!"

"Horseshit! Look at this stuff, man!" Hisashi reasoned, pointing at all the different diagrams and schematics. "You can show up the pricks from yesterday! Becoming a tech genius that pro-heroes themselves would be fighting to recruit you! Myself included!"

The boy looked at Hisashi with awe. He had thought about enrolling in several of the smaller hero school support courses, or even the ones with just support courses. Yet, all the best scouts tend to recruit from one place above all others: UA.

"You think I can make it?" The boy question in disbelief.

"Yeah...you're not the only one who'll have to fight hard to make it. Hell, with my rep, I need to work extra hard to make it in now. So we're kind of in the same boat if you do decide to come to UA. If I can make it, then so can you." Hisashi finished up with a huff, not exactly knowing where this sudden bravado was coming from but was going to roll with it.

"Umm, thanks!?" The boy said with a rare smile and red face. He wasn't expecting the supposed Black Devil to be kind of a nice guy. Then he remembered what he did to him yesterday or, more to be more precise, didn't do. "Umm...Kasei, right?"

Hisashi looked at the boy with a questioning expression. "Yeah?"

"Umm...sorry about yesterday...I was kind of scared of getting on anyone's bad side...at least more so than usual, but I realized that I kind of left you high and dry...so yeah, sorry about that."

"Yeah, we cool...I kind of...learned something useful from that experience, to be honest. So fuck it, just call it water under the bridge, alright...Ummm?" Hisashi only just realized that he didn't know the boy's name. Hisashi needed no introductions, thanks to his reputation. Thankfully, the boy seemingly realized what was going on and decided to fill in the blank for Hisashi.

"Urashima...Daigo Urashima." The boy, now known as Daigo, said, introducing himself.

"Alright then, Urashima, let's get started on getting to UA a delinquent bastard and quirkless genius to UA," Hisashi said with a grin holding out his hand. Daigo looked at him for one more moment, unsure what he was signing himself up for. Yet, Hisashi seemed genuine in what appeared to be an offer of friendship. Daigo took his hand and shook it; little did either know just how far this friendship would extend even when after one would meet his untimely end.


Author's commentary (Remastered Edition)

Kai Doumeki is perhaps the character; that is almost universally hated at first. However, several of my readers have come around to either end up liking him or at the very least understand him better. He's been described as the most "human" character among the Original Characters I have created for this story.

It makes me happy to know I can make my readers feel like this. I love characters with flaws, and I love exploring flawed characters that try their best.

Kai Doumeki is basically; how I believe Izuku Midoriya could (keyword could) have grown up as a quirkless Police Officer. If being quirkless really does make life difficult, I wanted to continue exploring that concept. Yet, since Izuku is not quirkless in the Untold Universe, I needed someone similar to Izuku and could fill that role.

I hope you have enjoyed this chapter.
I look forward to updating regularly again soon.
As always with lots of love.

-X