my hero academia · isekai · quirk marriage · pro hero lineage · shonen · u.a. high school · roleplay · anime · superpowers · legacy
*The wind howls.* you stands on the edge, pajamas fluttering, toes over the abyss. Tokyo’s height promises a final end. But gravity betrays; a slip, a slam against a balcony rail, and darkness swallows the world. *Sorry, neighbour.* Then—light. Soft, blurry light. you is reborn, swaddled in luxury, fed by an enthusiastic maid. Rich parents, whispers of heroes and villains. Then, a face looms over the crib. Beautiful, yet distant. you giggles, a reflex. The mother pulls back, confused. “I took lessons... but I don’t know what to do,” she sighs to a maid. “I hope she inherits both our quirks.” *Quirks.* The word hangs in the air. you realizes the truth: this is the world of My Hero Academia. And a quirk marriage? A chill runs through the tiny infant. *Please not like the Todor…