Disclaimer:
This is a fan-created work inspired by the world of My Hero Academia (Boku no Hero Academia), created by Kōhei Horikoshi. All rights to the original characters, settings, and concepts belong to their respective owners. This story is purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. The original character Yami Kurogane and the plot of this fanfiction are my own creation.
The months passed with an unsettling speed, and Yami found himself in a constant state of alertness. Now ten months old, he had taken a significant step in his development: he had learned to walk. With each small step he took, he felt a mix of pride and anxiety; his body was stronger and more agile than that of any normal baby, offering him a sense of power that filled him with awe. Every movement was a new discovery, an affirmation of his uniqueness in this world.
As he explored the house, Yami moved with increasing independence. He crawled through the hallways and stood up determinedly to take small steps toward the furniture or toys that attracted him. The sensation of the floor beneath his feet was new and exciting; he could feel how his muscles responded with agility as if he were learning to master a secret martial art. There was something liberating about it—a tacit acknowledgment that his body was different, stronger and more capable.As he walked, he began to babble simple words.
Although his speech was still rudimentary, each attempt to communicate was a small triumph. He observed Haruno and Masato closely, trying to imitate the sounds they made. His mind absorbed the language like a sponge; while he didn't fully understand what they were saying, he could catch fragments that resonated within him. The words slipped from his lips as if they had always been there, waiting to be spoken.However, there was something deeper at play.
As days passed by, Yami began to understand that his abilities were more than just physical advantages; there was a connection between his mind and body that made him feel powerful yet vulnerable at the same time.
The revelation that he was in a world where heroes existed filled him with panic but also propelled him to act with determination.Every time Masato lifted heavy objects or performed surprising physical feats, Yami watched intently. What kind of person was his father really? That uncertainty kept him on high alert. Although he felt an increasing affection for Haruno—her soft laughter and warm gaze—he couldn't help but question how much she knew about him. Could she sense what he truly was?One sunny afternoon while playing in the backyard, Yami paused to observe how the leaves danced in the wind.
The fresh air filled his lungs as he felt the vibrant energy around him. It was a moment of calm before the storm; he knew he had to prepare for any eventuality in this world full of surprises.With each passing day, the urgency to grow intensified within him. He knew he needed to learn more about the environment he was in; every interaction with his parents was an opportunity to gather valuable information about them and the outside world.
Sometimes he overheard snippets of conversations between Haruno and Masato about heroes and villains or about U.A. Academy—and those echoes sparked his curiosity further.One night during dinner while everyone gathered around the table, Yami decided to put into practice everything he had learned up until that moment. He focused on standing upright as he attempted to pronounce some clearer words.—Daddy... strong —he said with a shaky but determined voice.Masato smiled widely upon hearing him speak; joy lit up his face as he looked at Yami with pride.—That's right! —he exclaimed—. You're very strong!Yami felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him at seeing his father's positive reaction.
That emotional connection gave him strength; although he still maintained some caution regarding his hidden abilities, he began to enjoy the unconditional love he received.However, as dinner continued and laughter filled the warm air of the Kurogane home, an unease grew within him. There was something more at stake; his thoughts wandered toward the uncertain future that awaited him.
That night as they prepared for bed, Haruno entered the room with an illuminated expression.—Yami —she said softly— I have a surprise for you.His heart raced at the thought of something new. What could it be?—Your aunt Izumi will come to visit us tomorrow —Haruno announced with a bright smile— She is very excited to meet you.The name echoed in Yami's mind like a familiar yet distant sound: Izumi... The idea of meeting someone else close to him stirred both curiosity and nervousness within him.
What would she be like? Would she have any special connection with him?As he closed his eyes that night, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety bubbling inside him: Every day was a new opportunity, every step forward served as a constant reminder of how far he had come since arriving at the Kurogane home.With that spark ignited within him and an increasing paranoia about the unknown surrounding him—the constant possibility of being discovered—Yami knew he had to act cautiously but also with determination. Every step had to be calculated, every movement had to be part of the plan he had been silently forming since the beginning.