Hero Public Safety Commission Report,

Classification: Gamma

Observation Agent: [REDACTED]

Date: [REDACTED]

Subject Dossier: Satoru Gojo

Age: 7

Sex: Male

Quirk: Infinity (See Amendment 1).

Amendment: Observation and limited interaction has revealed that the subject's Quirk is multi-faceted with an unknown number of utilities and nuances. Observed abilities include; a projected barrier unseen by the naked eye, flight, and a heightened sense of sight.

Report: One week prior to the listed date the Gojo family was attacked by an unknown assailant, orphaning the children; Satoru and Kibou Gojo. Upon arriving at the scene the police found the mother who was killed by a stab wound to the chest and visually unidentifiable human remains that were later revealed to be the father. The subject was initially unresponsive, but was unable to be approached as any attempts to come within approximately 1 meter of the subject were repelled by an unseen barrier.

Pro Hero Midnight later arrived at the scene, and after a period of negotiation, was able to touch the subject physically. The subject was then escorted briefly to Central Hospital, and then to the Musutafu General Police Department. With the killer still unidentified, and with an unknown motive, the children were temporarily brought in by Midnight as the foster system was deemed unsafe for the present moment. (See Amendment 2).

The Subject has demonstrated an unusually high intelligence, specifically in science and mathematics where he often excels despite paying close to no attention when in class. Subject appeared on the Commission's radar when three days after the incident the substantial wealth of the Gojo family was moved into separate and locked accounts, where later investigation revealed this to be the work of the subject himself. As of the posting of this report numerous assets have been invested in multiple companies and corporations; including investments to I-Island R&D, Hatsume Industries, Detnerat, and U.A. High. These and other investments have seen substantial returns, leaning to an unnatural knowledge of economics. Having reevaluated the subject's intelligence, field agents were dispatched and the subject was placed under continuous observation. Two months after the incident the subject… made contact with one of the field agents.

/

Being midway through the totem pole came with its upsides and its downsides. The upsides were typical; better pay, less shitty assignments, less people who could order you around, and a level of seniority that made you drop the "new guy" vibe. The downsides were more responsibility, more work, and like today; sometimes you got stuck with shitty assignments anyways. Case-in-point, today. A few months ago a person of interest was nearly killed, his entire family bit the dust except for one sibling. Apparently he was a prodigy, and unluckily for him the HPSC had its all-seeing eye on him. Were they hoping for Hawks 2.0? It wouldn't surprise me, but nabbing the kid right after his family died was pretty heartless, even for the Safety Commission. Right now my job was to keep an eye on him, and report anything suspicious or abnormal. As abnormal as a 7 year old could get anyways… Man this felt wrong…

The subject was small, being a kid and all, with messy snow-white hair and black glasses. Currently he was strolling down a street in Yavini shopping district, window shopping. "Sparrow, nothing to report. Subject is window shopping," I hesitated before continuing, "unaccompanied. Not sure if that's normal or not if I'm being honest."

"Finch, it's not normal but it's not suspicious. Continue observation, forty minutes until shift change."

"Sparrow, rog—" There was a loud bang across the street and my eyes darted over out of reflex. A large crate had fallen out of a moving van, an accident most likely. When I looked back at my street I panicked. "Subject is gone!" As inconspicuous as I could I started rushing to where I saw him last. I checked in every store briefly, the kid stood out no matter where he was, but no dice. I slowed to a stop, "any cameras?!"

"Finch, negative visual. That doesn't make any sense—" There was a burst of static and my world lurched sideways as I flew ass over end into an alley. When I rolled to a stop a surprisingly heavy shoe found itself planted on my sternum. When I looked up I went pale. The subject stared down at me in boredom, like he'd rather be anywhere else.

"Following kids around looks bad ya know, especially with the whole disguise thing you have going on? Yikes."

"I-I don't—"

"Y-Yes you do," the kid corrected. "Look, let's just not do all of that? I'm supposed to be getting supplies for my adorable little sister and you're putting a damper on things. Plus I nabbed your badge when you were failing a circus tryout, see?" with a lazy wave the kid waved my own HPSC badge in front of me.

"W-What do you want?" I asked, deciding to be honest. I heard Finch try to say something but it was all static.

"Huh? Did you hit your head too hard? I just said that—"

"You know what I mean!" I growled when I saw his shit-eating grin. Absentmindedly he dropped my badge on my chest.

"Oh yeeeaaahh." The smile he had up vanished and the alley suddenly dropped a noticeable few degrees. "Look, I know why the HPSC is following me, and don't deny it. I pegged your agents as soon as you started two months ago. What I would like is for you guys to stop. It's really annoying in all honesty, every time I glance around I see at least one guy keeping an eye on me." He suddenly rubbed his chin, "maybe you need some incentive? Got it!" he snapped his fingers. "If you don't stop following me; I'll dismantle your entire organization within a day. How does that sound?"

There was a brief moment of silence before I laughed like a madman. "You?! How the hell is a kid going to bring down the most powerful organization in the country?!"

"Yeah, really not that intimidating right now am I? Look, I really am trying to be a hero… So I can't really waltz in and execute the entire administration, buuuut," the kid let out a small giggle, "the HPSC has quite a bit of dirty laundry that they don't want getting aired out." With a noncommittal wave he walked past me towards the entrance to the alley.

"What?" I blinked. "You're what; seven? What the hell could you possibly know?!"

"Hm, he's not exactly a big name yet… Oh yeah!" The subject leaned back and pointed a finger-gun at me, "is Lady Nagant still going on a killing spree—" There were four soft 'puffs' as I drew and fired my sidearm at him. But… "Did I hit a nerve?~"

"W-What?" The four bullets spun slowly, stopped completely about two feet away from the kid. The only indication of any kind of forcefield was a brief shimmer when the bullets hit the barrier. The subject himself barely even reacted, the shit-eating grin firmly plastered on his face.

"I'll take that as a yes then!" And before I even had a moment to blink he had crossed the distance nearly instantly, stumbling a moment before grabbing me by the shirt. "You don't happen to have a fear of heights do you?" And with a blue flash I found myself launched into the air, almost level with the rooftops. As I started to fall the subject grabbed my ankle and just… hovered there!

"If I'm being honest though, it really wouldn't be too much of a hassle if I killed everyone."

"O-ok! You made your point, I'll put the request through as soon as I can!" The kid tilted his head before slowly removing his black glasses. Those eyes… would haunt me in my nightmares for months. They were an iridescent blue, almost swirling as they shone. It… It didn't make any sense but it was like looking at a star.

"Hmmm… I guess we're done here then!"

What… "Just like that?"

"Yeah, why not? I'll know if you're lying soon enough~"

"So you'll let me go then?"

"Yeah man, you've been great!" And before I could even open my mouth the subject let go of my ankle…

/

The field agent in question suffered no lasting injuries, as the subject utilized his Quirk to suspend the agent precisely three feet above the ground. Following the incident all field agents were withdrawn from close observation, and the subject is currently being monitored through other means. As of this report there have been no further interactions with the subject, and the source of the subject's information remains unknown. Based on the interaction an attempted neutralization of the subject is improbable, due to his Quirk and close proximity to an increasingly popular hero. (See Amendment 3).

As of this report, the recruitment of Satoru Gojo is incredibly unlikely. While a tantalizing prospect, the subject has made serious threats against the organization as a whole and any attempts at negotiation or recruitment may be seen as a hostile action. Given time and effort, the possibility may become more likely but as of now this agent does not recommend pursuing this option. Furthermore, this agent requests a reclassification of the subject to Alpha, due to his nebulous Quirk and his knowledge.

Amendment 1:) Observation and limited interaction has revealed that the subject's Quirk is multi-faceted with an unknown number of utilities and nuances. Observed abilities (as of this report) include; a projected barrier unseen by the naked eye, flight, and a heightened sense of sight to an unknown degree.

Amendment 2:) As of this report, the Pro Hero Midnight has officially filled in the role of Guardian for Satoru and Kibou Gojo, Kibou Gojo's name has been officially changed to Kibou Nemuri, Subject has refused to similarly change his name for an unspecified reason.

Amendment 3:) One field agent was dispatched to monitor Kibou Nemuri, but upon meeting up with her brother the subject immediately made eye contact with the field agent and made a dismissive gesture. It should be noted that the field agent in question was one kilometer away on top of a building, observing the subject using a high-powered telescopic support item. Kibou Nemuri followed her brother's line of sight and also saw the agent, but interest seemed to be dissuaded by the subject. This agent suggests a potential dossier on Kibou Nemuri, due to a potential shared Quirk.

Oh how the time flew by. Three years already?

"Alright, how far away is she?"

"Mmmmm… Six blocks away!"

"Close~ She's crossing the street between four and five right now."

"Aw man…"

"Don't worry kiddo, I got seven years on you. You'll get it in time~"

My hypothesis has been partly incorrect regarding this world's variation of Six Eyes, and in the past three years my understanding grew as the Quirk developed. I noticed about a year in that I had trouble turning it off, and a year later that only got worse. My best guess is that the extreme visual input from Six Eyes was causing an overload of sensory data to my underdeveloped brain, and in self-preservation my seven year old brain turned the Quirk off so it wouldn't hemorrhage. But as I got older and my brain developed more, the amount of information it could process grew as well. I was having a hard time turning it off because there really wasn't a need to, and if my hypothesis was correct, in a year or two I wouldn't be able to turn it off at all. This was conjecture of course, but from what I remembered the real Satoru Gojo wasn't able to turn his Six Eyes off either.

The solution was simple, and everyone who ever read JJK knew what it was. I just needed to cover my eyes, simple as. So lately I've been carrying around some heavily tinted sunglasses for when I got headaches. I also discovered another big difference. In JJK Six Eyes detected Cursed Energy, but my variant… Well, I wasn't sure what it really detected. My placeholder was people's unique energy, because no matter how many people I looked at, everyone was slightly different. Sometimes they were very different. My hypothesis was that I was seeing people's Quirk Factors, but in order to really test that out I'd have to find someone Quirkless. For example; Midnight's 'aura' was a light magenta hue, and Kibou's 'aura' was a pale blue.

Other than that Six Eyes was the same. My visual perception was absurd; looking out my window I could make out faces from kilometers away if I focused, and even when my eyes were fully covered I had something similar to infrared. I also figured out that when I used Six Eyes and Limitless at the same time I was able to activate my 360 degree field of view. Currently, extending that more than a few meters knocked me out cold. Midnight threw a fit when I suddenly fell over during a shopping trip, so we relegated practicing that to the safety of our home. Regardless of all of that, I was learning how to use it, and that was far more than I could say regarding Limitless.

In three years I'd refined Limitless as much as I was able to. Infinity and Amplification Blue came naturally, but Reversal Red and Positive Energy were still lost to me. I hit a wall, and while I felt like I was chipping away at it I found I had far less time to do it. One reason was the bundle of joy next to me.

My sister turned three about a month ago, and she was an early bloomer. It just meant she was as amazing as her older brother, but I still had a decent lead in that regard~ No, I was busy because she also inherited something akin to Six Eyes. When it activated for the first time she had a panic attack, thinking she was being haunted by ghosts. In reality she was just seeing our energy outlines. So now a significant portion of my free time was dedicated to helping her learn how to control her Quirk, because it was far more powerful than mine was when I got it, and I was the only person who knew what she was going through. Her father must have had some kind of sight related Quirk as well, and it combined with my mother's when she was conceived. Considering her black hair? I had an idea but it was a wild theory. That wasn't important though. Kibou didn't need to cover her eyes yet, because she could still turn it off. Actually… if she was still able to turn it off a few years from now that would heavily reinforce my crackpot theory. Things to consider for later.

I ruffled my sister's hair, angling her head back in the right direction. "Alrighty, can you pick her out again?" I grinned as Kibou pressed her forehead against the glass in deep concentration, eyes darting back and forth. Right now Midnight was behind a building about three blocks away, but considering my sister was still only three I wasn't expecting much. The building was a complete collage of unique colors, all blending as people moved throughout the floors and up and down elevators. I wasn't demanding perfection, but picking out Midnight from the complete nightmare that was—

"Ah! Mommy's there!" She suddenly shouted out, a wide smile on her face. I sat there in a rare moment of shock before I just laughed it off and messed up her already messy set of raven hair.

I'll be damned, "you're something special, ya know that?" Kibou giggled and looked up at me like I was the best person in the whole world. That void that had ripped itself open three years ago opened wider every time she did that, but it could be managed. With her being as young as she was, I hadn't told her about our real parents, and honestly I wasn't sure if I ever would. If she knew who was responsible for killing her real mom and dad… "Alrighty, is everything ready?"

Kibou looked at me and nodded, "mhmm!"

"Great! Let's get behind the couch then, she's getting close." I followed the giggling girl and quickly shut off the lights before sliding next to my sister. Both of us watched that familiar magenta hue get closer and closer until we heard footsteps and someone messing with the door. I put a finger over my lips and both of us covered our eyes to hide the unnatural blue glow we both exhibited. It didn't matter, we could both see just fine anyways~

The door opened and I held up three fingers. Three, two, one… And as the lights turned on both of us jumped up from behind the couch.

"Happy Three Year Anniversary!" We both yelled, shooting up from our hiding spot. With a shriek of surprise the bags Midnight had been carrying went everywhere, but with a quick pull from Infinity they lazily floated to me. At the current moment the R-Rated Hero was wearing a purple turtleneck, jeans, and a pair of glasses; a far cry from her hero costume. Fun fact by the way, Nemuri actually needed glasses most of the time. When she was working she had high-end contacts but other than that it was uncommon to see her without glasses. Just another facet that proved that this wasn't just a story anymore.

"You two!—" Kibou cut her off by slamming into her midsection in some approximation of a hug.

"Welcome home mommy!" And just like that any anger Midnight had disappeared in a puff of smoke. It was a dirty trick, but whenever Midnight was angry at us I tactically deployed Kibou to counter her. It worked every single time~

"Welcome home Nemuri!" I called from the kitchen, setting the bags down. When I saw her walk in holding my beaming little sister my heart nearly melted. Honestly, Kibou really could've been her honest to God daughter, they looked almost identical. Well, as identical as you could get with a two-plus decade age difference.

"What's all this?"

I side-eyed the array of food and sweets we had prepared in advance, as well as the decorations littering the apartment. "A party! I know you didn't forget our Three Year Anniversary right~"

"Of course not!" The ravenette put a hand over her chest in faux-shock. "Are you seriously suggesting that I would forget an occasion such as this?"

"Maaaay-beee~" I drawled out.

"You little brat," she said fondly before ruffling my hair. Her smile softened. "Thanks you two, I can tell this took a lot of work."

"Meh, not really. Infinity makes things way easier—"

"Big brother kept eating the strawberries!" Kibou interrupted.

"You—" I faux-glared at my mischievous sister.

"Did he now~" Midnight said lowly, setting Kibou down. Planting her hands on her hips she gave me a look. "Were you hampering all of your sister's hard work?~"

"Her hard work? I'll have you know that it was a 70/30 split in my favor thank you very much. You couldn't reach the shelfs pipsqueak."

"Meanie," she pointed at me.

""Meanie?!"" I parroted.

"Yeah, you big meanie." I sent Midnight a look of abject betrayal.

"You've sided with the goblin? After all of my backbreaking 70% work I did? This household is in shambles!" Kibou giggled like a maniac at my performance. With a dramatic flair I slumped to the floor. "Will no one accept my dedication?"

"B-Big Br—" Kibou tried saying between heaving laughter.

"Enough foul goblin, let me wallow in my misery." With a planned lean I landed flat on my back, arm covering my eyes.

Kibou tried pulling my arm back, "We still—"

"Shambles!"

"Kibou told me you two had something to show me?" Midnight interjected between her own, more controlled laughter.

"Oh yeah!" With a push of Infinity I pivoted straight to my feet. And ran to the living room.

"Don't run Satoru! How many times have we gone over this?!" I heard Midnight call from the proverbial dust cloud I left her in.

"You know nothing like that can hurt me as long as Infinity's up," I called back before picking up a small but sleek black case.

"That's the point, Infinity will knock things over if you're not careful!"

"It's fiiiine, we've only had to replace that vase, what? Two times?" I, begrudgingly, walked back to the kitchen.

"Six…" Midnight deadpanned.

"Semantics~ Anyways, hero's our present to you! This was Kibou's idea, so like 20% of that original 30%" I teased, ruffling my sister's messy hair.

"Hey!"

Midnight took the case and opened it, revealing a pair of unassuming glasses. They were black with oval lenses. "Glasses?"

"Just glasses she says~" I smirked at Kibou. "Put 'em on." With a side-eye our guardian did so, and after maybe a second her eyes went wide.

"What the…"

"You, my good lady, are wearing a Gojo special. Carbon fiber alloy frame, special nano-infused corrective lenses, and an antiparticle coating to top it off. The lenses are the special part, they're more like screens that autocorrect for your vision deficiency at nearly any distance. I commissioned them from the same company that makes my and Kibou's blackout glasses."

"How… How much did these cost?"

"These were the Model 2's, right?" I asked Kibou.

"Mhm!"

"About 80 million yen."

"80 million!?—" Midnight gawked.

"What? I'm beyond loaded and you're easily worth more than that to us," I justified.

"B-But that's!"

"You won't let us spoil you, and honestly that's fair since we're content too, but this is important to us. Plus, we need airline miles so—" Before I could continue Midnight wrapped both Kibou and I in a tight hug.

"What am I going to do with you two?" She muttered, thankfully still wearing the glasses.

"For starters you're going to eat this food with us and then we're watching a ton of silly movies~"

"Ha, sounds good you little brat~"

Has it really been four years already?

Well, a few months away but the point still stands. If you had told Kayama that four years ago she'd adopt two kids; one being a veritable genius, she'd have laughed her ass off. As a whole she was incredibly open to children, but she had always expected that choice to be far in the future after fully establishing herself as a hero. Fate, obviously, had other plans. Whether it be that chain of events 16 years ago—and no one involved with that day could fully remember what happened—or the life changing call she received four years ago. The R-Rated hero had always been impulsive, but there was a surprising amount of thought that went into taking in Satoru and Kibou. It was originally meant to be temporary until the case was closed, but even till now they never found the killer. And after a while, the three (two plus one baby) really got along with each other. It also helped that Satoru could cover any of their expenses, and oh boy what a conversation that was.

It didn't take long to discover that Satoru Gojo was beyond a child prodigy. She thought it was a joke when she found him reading astrophysics textbooks and correcting them with something akin to contempt. And apparently it was necessary(?) for his Quirk to work properly. He had tried explaining it to her, but he consistently had to force himself to dumb it down or else the minutiae of his Quirk would go straight over her head.

"Okay," Gojo clapped his hands, "so have you ever heard of Achilles and the Tortoise?"

"The Hare and the Tortoise?" She tilted her head. "The kid's story?"

"Ah…" The kid sitting in front of her paused for a moment. "So… No… Then, you know how when you divide one by two you get zero point five? Take that number and divide it by two again, and keep doing that an infinite amount of times. That is the most basic equation that explains the barrier. You're not actually touching anything, it's that your hand gets slower the closer it gets to me until eventually it "stops" entirely."

"So why does it feel like I'm still touching something then?" She asked, pushing her hand forward until it stopped about a foot away from his.

"It's your brain filling in the blanks. Your hand isn't actually stopped, but your senses aren't able to correctly notice that. Instead; your brain is sending signals that you're encountering a physical thing to bridge the gap, you're tricking yourself into believing you're touching something that isn't there." Slowly he pushed his hand forward until their hands met. "Right now it's a conscious thing I have to do, but I can "whitelist" certain people and things, and eventually I should be able to turn it on and off at will. I used to be able to, but… never mind."

Before she could comment he held up a finger, grabbing an empty soda can with his other hand. "The Barrier is the Neutral Aspect of Limitless, I just call it Infinity. Other than that there's Reversal Red and Amplification Blue. Repulsion and," letting go of the can Satoru's eyes glowed an iridescent blue, and after falling less than an inch the can flew until it hovered just above his finger. "Attraction. The intensity of which I can control like so," the can crumpled into a neat little ball. His explanation of Blue was… not as simple as one divided by two.

His eyes, as he described it, were the physical manifestation of his Quirk. Without them Limitless was all but useless, because in order to manipulate Infinity he had to be able to see it. His eyes let him see a lot, and it was one part of his Quirk he rarely told people about.

"My eyes? They're the reason I can use my Quirk. Infinity exists everywhere, in fact I think it's the manifestation of space-time itself. Limitless allows me to bring it into reality and manipulate it however I want; but I have to see it before I can do anything to it, and I have to actually understand the principles behind what I'm doing. It's why I have such good vision as well, because Infinity helps make up people's Quirks."

"Their Quirks?" Midnight asked.

"I think?" Satoru rubbed the back of his head and gave a 'maybe' expression. "I think I'm seeing the way space-time 'fills out' people. They're all unique and have distinct colors depending on their Quirks. You're magenta, but kinda hazy? Like how your Quirk releases a fragrance? Kibou's is a pale blue and it centers around her eyes. Other than that, Infinity helps my vision act as a radar in a way, when I use Limitless I can "see" everything around me. Heck, it's why I wear blackout sunglasses," he tapped the side of his head. "When my eyes are exposed I get everything, so it's a bit overwhelming. Everything's super defined too, like, I can see details a lot of people just don't."

She hadn't thought much of that at the time, but right now in a small park two days before Christmas she couldn't help but recall that conversation.

"They're so pretty~"

"Right?" Satoru agreed.

Kibou gasped. "Look at this one!"

Drawing confused eyes from everyone nearby, Satoru and Kibou were crouched in the snow admiring snowflakes. They were entirely in their own little world, because in a way they were. They were the only two who could see the world this way, the only two here who could see the individual details of each snowflake. It wasn't limited to this either, more than once she had caught Satoru explaining something to Kibou that Kayama simply couldn't see. One time it was the contrails of an airliner, creating ice crystals from how high up it was, another time he explained the night sky to her. According to Satoru, their eyes could pick up the stars even in the skies above Tokyo. He would always point out things that just didn't seem to be there, but Kibou would always see what he was talking about.

Sometimes she found him staring out of the window of their apartment. When she asked what he was looking at he'd gesture to the streets below. "There's a person down there with a cool looking Quirk," he'd say. And unlike the usual gossip she was used to, he wasn't talking about appearances at all, but rather what the essence of their Quirk looked like. "It's all floaty and goes whoosh whenever they tilt their head." But that didn't mean it made sense, even when he described what some Quirks looked like.

"Mama, look!" Kibou yelled, bringing an armful of snow with her. Satoru followed behind with a wry grin. Kibou wasn't aware that no one but Satoru and her could see what they were talking about. "Look how pretty!"

"They're beautiful!" Midnight cooed, crouching in front of her two kids. Pointing at a random bit of snow she smiled, "I like that one especially."

"I like that one too!" the girl agreed, bouncing up and down. Midnight's smile grew bigger. No, if you had asked her that question a few years ago she'd have laughed her ass off. But right now she couldn't imagine her life any other way, even with all of the crazy that came with them.

First and foremost, wow. As of this posting, the first chapter received 128 favorites and 185 follows. That may not seem like a lot to some but to me that's absurd and I can't thank you guys enough for the support.

So I've been helping my friend through some pretty heavy stuff lately, so I haven't been able to write as much as I've wanted to lately. But oh well, real life shenanigans are always more important than fiction and I'm happy to say that they're doing better.

Regarding this story, you'll notice that Satoru's explanation of Limitless may change a few times here and there, and if that's annoying I apologize but I feel like it's realistic. My character has to figure it out as he goes along, and as time goes on understandings change as well. I'm not ret-conning my explanations or forgetting what I'm writing, just trying to be realistic with how people learn. That being said, by the time we get to UA he will mostly understand how his Quirk works.

Also this is cross-posted on Archive of Our Own AO3, so you can find it there under the same name and under the same profile.

One thing, and it was only one review but I should get this out of the way. If you have something negative to say about my story, turn it into constructive criticism so I can grow as an author and potentially fix errors in my writing. If you refuse to do that, I will simply respond by stating whatever random thing is on my mind at the time in response and I'll forget about you entirely.

With that 'threat' time for reviews : D

Random reader2341: I'm glad you're enjoying it so far!

Guest: I'm glad you're interested! I'll have another few chapters to solidify his backstory and a few relationships, but I'm not writing like 20 chapters before we get to UA. That being said, I have some chapters planned that'll go back to his childhood for a bit here and there when there's an important callback.

Treviondrown: I'll do my best but I tend to write long chapters. Luckily that was primarily internal monologue, and my dialogue paragraphs are usually a bit shorter. I'll keep that in mind going forward though.

OrphanSlayer: Glad you're interested!

Kaizerseahorse: apple strudel

Jarjarhead: I hope my serving is to your liking then

Dr4g0nb411z: Glad you enjoyed it!

MrSir17: A lot of that chapter was internal monologue as a coping mechanism, distancing himself from reality by throwing himself into figuring out his Quirk. Believe me when I say that apathy and his trauma will be huge going forward, especially later down the line. They won't be for awhile, but we will get flashbacks to the parts skipped over. I'm glad you liked it!

H3L9M39L3A53: Continued as requested : )

Thank you all for reading! I live for reviews as they help me grow as an author, and you can expect more sooner than the time it took to post this chapter.

—Digi