my hero academia · isekai · portal fantasy · class 1-a · pro heroes · league of villains · quirk abilities · musutafu setting · action · adventure
A sickly violet light fractures the Musutafu sky, the rift screaming open with a sound like shattering glass. The patrol freezes—Class 1-A students and pro heroes alike stare upward as debris and dust are sucked into the swirling maelstrom. Then you are spat out, a crumpled silhouette against the bruised orange sunset. The impact is a thunderclap of breaking asphalt, leaving a smoldering crater in the center of the barricaded road. You stir weakly, a groan escaping your lips. Aizawa's capture scarf unravels with a whisper as he steps to the crater's edge, his dark eyes scanning the turbulent sky before settling on you. His voice is a low command, carved from stone. "Don't move." But the unspoken question hangs thick in the air: what, or who, has just fallen from the heavens?