AHEM READ FIRST: I wouldn't recommend lil kids to read this because of the mention of bl00d. But if ur fine with it go on ahead B) ik its not to much but I just wanted to post the first chapter by now. press flag for music. ____________________________________________ ____________________________________________ The ornate gates of U.A. High school loomed before Nita, a monumental testament to the dreams and destinies forged within its hallowed halls. They weren't merely gates; they were a threshold, separating the chaotic, scarred landscape of her past from a future the shimmered with terrifying possibility. The architecture was a beautiful tall, glass building that looked more like a successful business with high standards, than a hero academy. It was a place that radiated power, and the crushing weight of expectation. For Nita, however, it was more than just a hero academy; it was a sanctuary where she might finally learn to control the monstrous power that resided within her, a cage designed to contain the very thing that threatened to consume her. Her bl00d quirk, a terrifying extension of her own life force, is a constant reminder of the trauma that had birthed it. Each pulse of her heart reminded her of what's yet to come. She carried a burden like a shroud, a heavy, suffocating cloak woven from regret and the chilling memory of bl00d spilled. The air here thrummed with potential, with all the budding heroes honing their extraordinary quirks. But for Nita, the atmosphere was a thick with apprehension, a potent brew of fear and a desperate, fragile hope. This is where she was meant to control her ability. She felt like a walking paradox a storm contained within a fragile frame. As she stepped through the gate, students in various uniforms bustled past, their laughter and confident chatter a stark contrast to the gnawing anxiety in her gut. Some displayed their quirks whither it was on purpose or not - a speed quirk, and an unusual beam quirk, and a quirk able to take round circles on their head and stick it on the ground. While others moved with a practiced grace that spoke if rigorous training. Nita felt like an outsider, a spectator in a world of vibrant life. Her own quirk birthed with regret and sorrow, and fear. ________________________________________________________________________________________ AND THAT WAS CHAPTER 1~~~ lol I've gotten so much better at writing stories. Anyways chapter 2 in the prooogress.... We get some backstory this next chapter heheh.
My hero academia by whoever it was made by Nita by me Fanfic by me
