Izuku POV
Three glowing orbs of different hues hovered before me - one golden, one amethyst, and the last a delicate shade of pink. Their ethereal radiance illuminated our peculiar surroundings, and as I took in the scene, I realized we were in a tavern, though not the familiar Crowley. As I looked at the mounted dragon's head that loomed overhead, this place bore little resemblance to it.
I was alone save for these mysterious spheres of light, which began drifting in seeming patterns. The golden glow stationed itself by the entrance, almost sentry-like. The purple orb ventured deeper inside, likely towards what would be the kitchen if this were the Crowley. The pinkish light flitted from table to table like a server tending to unseen patrons.
It paused before me, and a disembodied voice I felt I should recognize spoke. "Daddy, you have to hurry. They are coming. This time, for War."
Those words still echoing in my head, I jolted awake in my room at the Crowley. "What a weird-ass dream," I mumbled, running my fingers through my messy bedhead. I'd been having these bizarre visions a lot lately, but that one with the glowing pink orb took the cake. Its message had vibes similar to the cryptic warnings from that old guy and that undead dog, yet felt distinctly different; like there was some innate trust between us that I couldn't explain. Just another freaky mystery on top of the mountain of unanswered questions.
Pushing the lingering unease aside, I prepped myself for today's sword training session. Walking towards Heights Alliance, I spotted Mina scouring the field until our eyes met and her face lit up like a kid on a sugar rush. She bounded over and glommed onto my arm in a snuggly vice grip.
"There you are, Izuku! I've been looking everywhere," she gushed. "You have to come with me right now."
Despite me also enjoying the cuddling, something felt off, raising little hairs on the back of my neck. "Why do I get a bad vibe about this, Mina?"
Instead of reassuring me, she just started tugging me along insistently. "Just come on, hurry up!"
"Where are we going?" I asked as she dragged me toward the school building.
"Down to DGN1. It should be empty. Move your ass!"
I dug in my heels. "What? Why, what's in DGN1?"
Mina cranked the puppy dog eyes up to maximum power, her lip quivering with exaggerated pleading. "Pleeease? I'll make it worth your while, I super promise! Just come with me!"
Before I could protest further, she whisked me downstairs in a whirlwind of pink. "Seriously, Mina, what the hell?"
"Quick, sit in that chair over there!"
I knew where this was heading. Shaking my head ruefully, I planted my feet. "No way, not happening. You sound weird right now. Like you're addicted. I should never have given you any magic in the first place."
"Please? Just this once?" she said. Once again, putting on a cute act.
Holding up a hand, I shut that noise down with a flat stare. "Not falling for feminine ways this time, Mina. I can't believe I let you play me like that before."
She thought for a moment before saying, "How about I give you a blowjob? Will you do it for me then? Pleeeaase?"
"I'm not your godsdamned crack dealer, Mina."
"But I'm really good at it! Here, let me show you," she said as she started kneeling on the floor in front of me while keeping eye contact. Despite the ridiculousness of it all, I can't help but get a little excit-No!
"Get back up, Mina. I'm not sitting on that chair, and there's nothing you can offer me that will change my mind," I firmly told her. It quiets her for a moment. Maybe that was too harsh? "Look, Mina, maybe..."
Regaining her determined gaze, she said, "What if I let you fuck me in the ass?"
For a few seconds, I stared at her, flabbergasted, "You what? Are you crazy?"
'Just how far is she going to go for her fix? I better report this to Hound Dog-sensei and the principal later on. Or maybe Yui. She needs help. She might get taken advantage of.'
"...I've never tried it. But if it'll change your mind, I'd do anything. Anything at all."
"Mina, this isn't healthy. I get that you had a good orgasm, but you're acting completely irrational. I should get you to a healer."
She quickly shook her head. "No, it's not that. It's not the pleasure. Or the orgasms. Though I loved those, too. I just...I just...I just need you to get in that circle. Please? I'll let you do anything you want to me afterwards. Literally anything."
"If it's not the pleasure, then what is it?" I asked, concern overshadowing any salacious undertones. While her suggestive antics would usually thrill me, there was an unmistakable edge of panic in her voice.
Mina looked away, shame clouding her features. "Look, I can't tell you. You'll think I'm insane."
I sighed heavily. "Mina, you just propositioned me to trade your virgin asshole for a magical orgasm. Convincing me of your sanity is an uphill battle at this point."
Tears welled in her eyes as she insisted, "I can't! You wouldn't understand."
Squaring my shoulders, I stated firmly, "You said you'd do anything I wanted. So spill it, or I walk."
Her gaze met mine, desperate yet resolute. "I just know, okay? I know that if you don't get in that chair, something terrible will happen...to me, to you. Please, Izuku?"
Something clicked into place as I studied her intensely. "How do you know that?"
She hugged herself, suddenly vulnerable. "I...I hear voices in my head sometimes. I've never told anyone."
My mind raced back to Midnight-sensei's words. "We just...know. Snippets. Knowledge or ideas or...things. That we're not supposed to have."
Mina barreled on, the words tumbling out in a rush. "Sometimes I just know things need to happen a certain way. If I ignore it, bad stuff happens, like with that tentacle monster, or when we got separated at USJ, or when Thirteen-sensei got hurt. The voices never speak directly, but I know when I need to act or else..."
"Need is the key, Midnight-sensei said."
"What?"
"Need is the key," I murmured, realization dawning. "The voices only speak up if you need them to, but since you're desperately ignoring them, the only time they're needed is when something bad is about to happen to you," I explained to her.
Mina blinked owlishly. "You're not making any sense. I'm the crazy one, remember?"
Meeting her bewildered gaze steadily, I said, "What do you know about sorceresses, Mina?"
She frowned. "They're...super powerful mages from the old stories? Archmages or something? I've never actually met one."
"You have," I stated simply. "Midnight-sensei is a sorceress."
Her eyes blew wide. "Wait, what? Our Midnight-sensei?"
I nodded. "One of our teachers, the R-18 Hero, is a sorceress who could probably turn the top 10 heroes into newts if she wanted."
"Stop joking!" Mina snapped, though a spark of uncertainty flickered across her face.
Holding up a placating hand, I explained calmly, "Sorcery basically comes down to listening to those intuitive voices and letting them guide you with the knowledge you 'just know', as you said. Midnight-sensei has no more inherent magic powers than you."
Mina shook her head vehemently. "But the Voices don't make any sense! They're useless!"
"A sorceress learns to be guided by them, to need the answers they provide," I insisted gently. "Like if you desperately needed to win the lottery, maybe the voices could nudge you toward the right ticket numbers. You're not crazy, Mina. The voices are your gift."
She wilted slightly, considering this. "I...I guess that's not so bad then."
"But we're out of time," Mina stated, the frantic urgency returning. "Strip, Izuku. Get in that chair and get your dick hard," she said the last part with her voice trailing off a little and a deep blush on her face.
"Why do I need to get my dick hard?" I asked hesitantly as I took a seat.
Mina began undressing without preamble, baring her breasts. "The link won't work unless you're sexually excited," she explained matter-of-factly. "Why do you think I prance around naked for tentacled horrors? Same principle here: get hard so you can share your magic with me. Then we might avoid that grisly fate the voices warned about." She flashed an impish grin. "Pretty please?"
I shifted uncomfortably. "This isn't exactly a seductive ambiance..."
"Crap, we're running out of time!" Mina fretted, shimmying out of her skirt. "Wait..." A sly look stole across her features. "There's no rule saying I need to be outside the ritual circle, at least not with you inside it. The link should work just fine if I join you."
"What are you suggesting?" I asked warily.
"Get naked, Izuku," she purred, closing the distance between us. "I'm going to help put you in the mood."
I held up a hand. "Mina, you don't have to do this."
"Actually, I really do," she countered earnestly. "Trust me. Or if not me, then trust the Voices at least. Just relax and enjoy yourself."
A beat passed as I grappled with indecision. This was undoubtedly crossing lines, but the strange visions plaguing my dreams had been weighing on me. And having a sorceress on our side would be invaluable. And while I trusted Midnight-sensei's capabilities, I had no assurances her aims would always align with mine.
Finally, I sighed. "Alright. But we keep strict boundaries: no physical contact. This stays a peepshow only."
As I began disrobing, Mina quirked an inquisitive brow at me. "You sure about that?"
The sight of her lithe, tempting figure made my restraint waver. "Yeah. But would you mind doing a handstand for me? I'm still bummed out I missed out on that particular homework."
Her grin reached up to her ears, and said, "Well, well, well. I think I found another fetish of yours. So, flexible and submissive girls, huh? I can work with that." She pivoted gracefully, assuming the inverted stance. "Just sit back and enjoy the show, Izuku."
It was then an overpowering déjà vu washes over me. 'I' have been before, with my Chosen kneeling before me. The first step to journey, through fire and pain...to victory.
Mina split her legs sideways, showing off her body. "Do you like what you see?" she purred. "Do you find me desirable?"
'I' felt the magical link seeking my power, but ignored it. I was the master here. Something primordial stirred within me, but I forced it back into submission. My body felt...strange. The head too light.
Memories resurfaced. This ritual circle...three women. My lovers. My priestesses. My Chosen.
"Do you like this pose?" Mina asked, a hint of uncertainty beneath her coy smile as I remained silent. "If not, just tell me what you want. I'll do anything."
"Hold that position," 'I' instructed firmly. "No matter what, don't move."
'I' rested my body on her inner thigh, my finger caressing her anus and pussy lips. She shudders, and gives a quiet moan, but obediently doesn't move, completely exposed by her handstand. Unasked, a memory comes to me; a cozy inn, a fireplace, a massive bed...a pair of golden eyes with flecks of emerald shimmering with mirth, urging me onward.
"...Izuku?" She met my gaze questioningly.
"You'll call me Daddy," 'I' stated, my voice taking on an authoritative timbre that seemed to reverberate through the room.
"D-Daddy?" Mina repeated, testing out the title.
"You'll do anything for me, won't you?" 'I' already knew the answer.
"Anything...anything for you, Daddy." Her voice brimmed with devotion and desire.
Channeling a measured surge of energy through our link, 'I' studied her reaction carefully. Mina's body shuddered, a loud moan escaping her lips, but my steadying hand kept her upright.
"YES! Yes, Daddy. Oh Gods...yes...thank you, Daddy," she moaned.
'I' study her, her breathing heavy, beads of clear sweat rolling down her flesh-colored skin as it also mixes with her fragrance, each movement shifting her soaked pussy against my hand. She is beautiful, but then they always were. Ailidh. Conwenna. Keitha. Nimue. Momo. Itsuka. Mina.
"Oh, that feels so good. I can't believe it. Thank you, Daddy," she said.
LEMON WARNING
"You may return to the ground," 'I' commanded. "Bend over and spread your cheeks for me. We're not done yet."
"Yes, Daddy," she obeyed.
With a gentle touch, I traced the edges of her anus, noting its lighter pink hue against her skin. Gradually, I inserted my finger, eliciting a surprised yelp followed by a soft moan from the sorceress.
"Oh~ What are you doing, Daddy?" she moaned as 'I' partially withdrew my finger. "Oh! God! Be careful!"
"It's just one finger. There will be more. What do you say?"
"Thank you, Daddy," she murmured.
In response, 'I' channeled a trace of energy into our connection, tenderly stimulating her virgin entrance while my thumb attended to her other desires. Keeping my magic restrained was essential for her well-being; exposing her to my full power would have been overwhelming.
"Oh! Ooooooh. Thank you, Daddy."
'I' withdrew one finger, then skillfully inserted two into her tight asshole, my fingers slick from our earlier play. 'I' could feel the walls yielding to my touch, and Mina's moans grew louder as 'I' gently massaged her, preparing her for what was to come.
"It's tight. Oh God, Izuku," she slipped, prompting a displeased response as I delivered a sharp slap to her ass with my left hand, all while my right continued its intimate exploration. "I mean Daddy! I'm sorry, I won't do it again," she corrected herself.
"I know you won't, Chosen. Everything you do, you do for me," I reassured her.
"You can barely fit two fingers; your member would..." she moaned in pleasure before continuing, "Yes, Daddy! Oh...that feels good~!"
"Even when I despise what you've done," I whispered under my breath. Brief memories of our time in the Ruined City of Palaces flashed before me, though she remained unaware. Her moans intensified, her movements growing more urgent as my finger moved effortlessly inside her.
'She's ready'
"Get on your knees on the chair, facing away from me. It's time for you to give me your anal virginity," 'I' commanded. Though there was a moment of hesitation from her, my fingers still nestled inside her guided her gently onto the chair, never breaking contact.
"Remember, Mina. Today, you become mine. Everything you have, everything you are, belongs to me."
"Yes, Daddy," she responded obediently as she assumed the position. With a brief withdrawal of my fingers, 'I' swiftly replaced them with my throbbing member.
3rd Person POV
"Oooooooooohhhh~ " Mina moaned as 'Izuku''s cock partially penetrated her pussy, sliding in a few inches. Her body shuddered, and her asshole tightened in anticipation. With precision, he withdrew just enough to maintain the tip of his cock inside, before slowly easing back in. Each thrust grew deeper, the rhythm building as he moved in and out, driving her pleasure to new heights with each motion.
"It's too much...oh God. Please, Daddy. I can't..." she gasped between breaths, her voice strained with pleasure and a hint of desperation. Sensing her need, he halted his movements, allowing her to catch her breath and adjust to the sensation of his cock nestled inside her.
Meanwhile, 'Izuku' watched his partner intently with his glowing green eyes. Feeling a surge of generosity, he channeled a small amount of energy through their connection, eliciting a soft moan from her lips as pleasure rippled through her.
As her breathing gradually eased, 'Izuku' resumed his movements, each thrust deliberate and tantalizing. When he was about halfway inside her, Mina was suddenly overcome by a surge of indescribable pleasure, a sensation that sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her entire being. It was as if every nerve in her body had been set ablaze, her skin tingling with the intensity of the sensation. While she had experienced orgasms before, none had ever compared to the overwhelming ecstasy that consumed her in that moment.
"Oh, Daddy...it's overwhelming. But it's...it's so good now. Oh gods, it feels incredible!" Mina gasped, her voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and awe. "Are you all the way in?"
"No, not yet. This is just the beginning," 'Izuku' replied, his voice low and commanding. "Now, I'll fill you up. With my seed and my power. I want you to remember this moment. Remember how it feels to belong to me. Forever. And remember that I will always protect what is mine," he declared with a possessive intensity that sent shivers through Mina's body, a thrill laced with undeniable desire.
'Izuku' quickened his pace, his movements becoming more urgent as he approached the edge of release. Mindful not to go too deep, he maintained control, his focus unwavering. As the moment of climax drew near, he reached out to his Power, though the Royal Straight Flush paled in comparison to his usual strength, he knew it would suffice for now.
With precise timing, he released a surge of both power and ecstasy, flooding the girl with a potent combination of pleasure and magic. At that moment, a bond was sealed between the two, binding them together in a union of desire and enchantment. Overwhelmed by the intensity of sensation, she collapsed to the floor.
LEMON END
Izuku POV
As I gradually regained my senses, the events of the last twenty minutes came back to me in a hazy blur. With Mina now unconscious, her ass up and cum dripping from her asshole, it wasn't difficult to piece together what had transpired. But questions lingered in my mind. Why had this happened? And how?
"That was weird. The last thing I remember was Mina standing outside the circle, getting undressed. I remember there was something in her eyes. A memory..." I muttered to myself, attempting to piece together the fragmented memories. "Shit. I remember being summoned to the inside of one of those peeper circles. Does that make me an Elsewhere peeper in my previous life?" The thought disgusts, but I pushed it aside for now, unwilling to dwell on the unsettling possibility.
With Mina lying there, unconscious and exposed, I knew I couldn't simply leave her like that. "I should probably take care of Mina. Leaving her like this...it's just asking for trouble," I mused, glancing at her limp form, her ass still glistening with evidence of our recent encounter. "That's definitely a situation prone to misunderstandings."
I turned her over onto her back and gently shook her shoulders, onto my knees, I attempted to rouse her from her sleep. "Mina, wake up," I urged softly.
"Daddy...no more. It's so good. I can't stand it anymore~" she sleep-talked, her words laced with lingering pleasure. "If you want, just continue with me like this~ "
The term 'Daddy' caught me off guard, sending a jolt of realization through me. Memories flooded back, and suddenly everything clicked into place. "Oh shit," I muttered under my breath. "I remember. Holy crap! That escalated quickly."
"Daddy... My ass is yours. And my virginity. Everything that I have. I am yours. Forever," Mina murmured, still in a daze.
"Mina, wake up! You're just dreaming," I urged, shaking her gently.
"Daddy? I'm sorry... I passed out," she said as she slowly sat up, her gaze meeting mine. Suddenly, she leaned in and planted a French kiss on my lips, her tongue tasting unusually sweet. Caught off guard by the unexpected intimacy, I found myself instinctively responding, my own tongue meeting hers in a heated exchange.
But then reality hit me like a ton of bricks. "Wait! This isn't the time for that!" I exclaimed, pulling back abruptly, my mind racing with the realization of the situation we were in.
After taking a few moments to compose myself, I cleared my throat before speaking. "You don't have to keep calling me that," I said to Mina, my tone firm yet gentle.
As she slowly, deliberately rose from the floor, her hands trailed along her thighs, feeling the remnants of cum that adorned her skin. "Wow, you really filled up my ass," she remarked, a hint of astonishment in her voice. "I can't believe how hot that was. You were...like a totally different man. So majestic...and forceful...and intense," she said with a blush, her expression as if she found her soulmate.
"If only you knew," I murmured, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
"So I only call you 'daddy' when we're getting freaky like this?" Mina asked with a sly grin.
"Yeah, probably best to keep that term contained," I replied carefully. "Using it any other time could lead to some really awkward situations."
She shook her head adamantly, pressing her still naked body against me. "I don't care. I'm yours, babe. Nothing else matters."
Red flags went up at her uncharacteristic intensity. "Woah, you're kinda freaking me out here. You didn't hit your head or anything, did you?"
Mina's eyes shone with an almost holy certainty. "The voices agree - I finally feel totally in sync, you know? Like my wants and needs perfectly align." She cupped my face tenderly. "And it's all because of you."
I tried to gently extract myself, mind racing to derail this weird tangent. "Look, if this is about you getting magic, I'm sure we can find some way that's not so..." though it wouldn't happen.
"Can't you feel it?" she insisted urgently. "We're still linked, even without the circle. Your power flows into me constantly, like this warm, blissful rain." A serene smile played across her lips. "You claimed me as yours, promised to protect me forever."
Flashes of fragmented memories trickled back. "I...I did, didn't I? Shit."
Concern flickered in Mina's eyes. "Is it draining you? Do you feel weaker?"
Shaking my head slowly, I replied, "No, I can barely even sense the connection. Hardly any energy transferring."
Relief washed over her features. "Then I never have to degrade myself for those vile monsters again. Only for you." She shot me a teasing smirk. "Or the other girls too, if that's what you want..."
"Okay, okay, let's rein in the crazy for a sec," I said, carefully extracting myself from her embrace. "I'm glad you're feeling empowered and all, but could you keep the whole 'at one with the universe' vibe on the down-low? People are gonna start thinking you're nuts."
Mina scoffed lightly. "Let them think what they want. We don't have anything to hide."
"Uh, yeah, Ochaco might take issue with...whatever this is." I pinched the bridge of my nose, grimacing. "God, how am I gonna explain this to her?"
"Of course, Daddy," Mina cooed, entirely missing my point.
I sighed heavily. "Please, just don't call me that unless we're alone and...y'know."
"Whatever you say, Daddy," she practically purred.
Resisting the urge to groan, I started re-dressing myself. "Look, it's getting late. We should head back, get some sleep. Maybe this'll all make more sense in the morning."
"Sure thing!" Mina chirped cheerily. "Lemme just grab my stuff from my room, then we can go."
I froze, an icy tendril of trepidation creeping down my spine. "...Go where, exactly?"
She blinked owlishly. "To your bedroom, of course. I'm yours forever now, remember?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna need you to pump the brakes on that notion," I said firmly.
"What do you mean, Daddy?"
"Look, I'm glad you've had a come-to-jesus experience, and you seem happier and stuff. And if you really want, we can hang out more. But I've got things to do. Girls to date. Prophecies to avoid. I'm not ready for a shotgun marriage just yet," I told her.
"But why? I could make you...so, sooo~...happy. You know, now that I no longer need to perform for monsters, I don't need to stay a virgin. I could give everything to you. Tonight?"
Panic flared in my chest as I sensed her suggestion. "Woah, let's not do anything rash here! Look, this is probably just an aftershock from...whatever that ritual was. I'm sure by tomorrow, you'll be over this obsessive fixation."
A heartbreakingly sad pout formed on her lips. "But...you said forever. And I want this, Izuku. I could make you so incredibly happy now that I'm free to give you everything. And I'm not fixated, I finally have clarity. You said you'd protect me, shelter me, love me until death. And maybe beyond."
An ominous feeling washed before me as I heard her words. "Okay, you're kinda veering into yandere territory here. You're not gonna go all scorned woman on me if I don't put a ring on it tonight, are you?"
"Of course not, Daddy," she said with such sincerity it was almost convincing. "If you insist, I'll return to my room alone. Touching myself...thinking of you..."
"Yeah, I'm just gonna head out now," I said quickly, fighting back a blush. "I'll, uh, see you around, Mina."
"Sweet dreams, daddy," she cooed over her shoulder as she sashayed away, leaving me flustered and more than a little unnerved.
"Well, that's another unexpectedly complication in my life," I muttered under my breath. "Here's hoping she'll have forgotten all about this by morning..."
? District, ? POV
My eyes stung. It wasn't from the sweat, it was the blood, a constant, irritating drip blurring my vision. Every beat of my broken body screamed agony in counterpoint to the ragged rasp of my breath. This was it. I was going to die in this filthy alley, an anonymous smear of red against the neon.
My assailant stood over me, a towering shadow, his katanas dripping with my life. They weren't just sharp; they glowed with an ominous light, the etched markings along the blades seeming to pulse with a power I didn't comprehend. I knew his reputation, the whispers of a vigilante who judged heroes as harshly as any villain. A man rumored to possess a terrifying quirk, some twisted ability fueled by the blood drawn with those strange blades.
"You...disgust me," he growled, the scrape of his voice like rusted metal. "Cowardly, hiding behind your parlor tricks."
The truth of it burned hotter than any wound. My quirk, glancing at those fragmented surface thoughts, had never been for the spotlight. It was for quiet rooms, and interrogations, not this... this bloody mess. But I couldn't hide behind desks when innocents were in danger.
"Fight me, then," I croaked, the defiance barely audible over the roaring in my ears. Shame washed over me, the bitter tang of defeat on my tongue. I should have run. I should have...
He lunged, a blur of crimson steel aiming for the final blow. Kill, cull, cleanse...the thought slammed against me with his blade, a crushing wave of pure, focused violence. I twisted. SideStep? More like a Desperate Stumble.
The glowing blade slashed my arm, and the world exploded in white-hot pain. I fell back, vision a haze, and a wave of nausea crashed over me. More than just the pain, there was a creeping numbness, a strange lethargy seeping into my limbs. My attacker was closing in, the strange script on his blades flickering brighter. Sloppy, weak, pathetic...
That ignited something in me. Not strength or courage, but a gut-deep, spitting anger. They weren't my failings he was projecting, and yet, the words burrowed in, searing like those unnatural blades.
I tried to surge forward, to tackle him, but my body wouldn't obey. The paralysis was relentless, a chilling testament to the rumor: he could control those whose blood he drew.
He was relentless, his thoughts a single, maddening mantra. Unworthy, fake, purge...My quirk, always a subtle whisper, now felt like a bullhorn, broadcasting my doubts and terror for him to use against me.
My vision swam. This was a fight fought on two fronts: against my own body, and his relentless assault on my mind.
"Pathetic," he spat. The judgment echoed down the alley, as cold and deadly as his blades. "Unworthy to bear the title of hero. All for the sake of a more just world, SideStep, your life will serve a purpose."
The blade fell, a red arc in the gloom. I braced myself, not for the pain, but for the oblivion it would bring. There would be no grand struggle, no last-minute reversal. Only darkness, and the bitter irony of bleeding out for the ideals I failed to uphold.
Sorry this took so long! I hoped I could release it before April, but life or rather crappy ISP happened. 😅 Hope you guys liked it still!
Izuku finally got his first Chosen. Even though he's not a God. Or is he? It'll be explained later. Rather, how will he explain this to Ochaco?
Also, I'm not sure if I did a good job with GIMP with those glowy eyes. 😂
In case anyone's wondering, SideStep isn't part of either canon, but is a character from a different superhero CYOA game franchise (? Can I call it that?). Usually, I won't use characters from different IPs in here, but he's just a one-off character here so I figured, why not? Stain's the focus here anyway. Also, Stain's reputation is rumors even among most heroes so he got some parts incorrect there, like Stain's quirk. Though it's true Stain did get an upgrade from the canon. I might make a villain POV chapter later.
Thanks again for reading this chapter. If you have questions or feedback, let me know.
Next up: Only Human
Then after that, there's the actual Sports Festival.