Izuku yagi the next anemo archon

The start of the next tone death bard.

Izuku yagi, son of all might the number 1 hero and inko yagi, the number six hero attraction, is sitting in the doctors office, happily swinging on his chair, waiting on his test results for his quirk. the doctor walks in, with a pained expression on his face, ready to bear the sad news to inko.
doctor: do you want the good news or bad news mrs inko?
with a shocked look on her face, she carefully studies her decision before deciding.
inko: the bad news.
doctor: your son is quirkless.
his whole world shattered in 4 words ( shit mista's here i knew 4 was the devil) how was he ment to become a hero now?
doctor: well on the other hand, your daughter is gifted with an S class telekenisis quirk.
inko: wow! thats great, you can become the number one hero unlike this failiure over here.
both the doctor and izuku looked at inko when she said that with venom in her mouth, all the doctor can think is "what the fuck?" is she ok?
inko: its best we leave now and inform my husband of this angel over here and this dumb fucking failiure sat there.
izuku looked at her like she was crazy, as she dragged izuku by the arm and threw him into the car. he was silent on the way home as he didnt want to piss off his mother more. he silently walked up to his room as he heard the voices of cheering downstairs but without him there, he was cut out of the picture, literally. he was overcome by grief as he fell asleep crying.

(in mindscape)

this was a weird dream izuku was having, he was in what seemed like a tavern sat on a bar stool next to what seemed like a teenager in his usual clad green bard outfit. he studied the man slowly as he asked him a question.
izuku: hello sir but who are you?
the boy turned to look at him before saying something that shocked izuku.
boy: my name is barbatos or as i now liked to be called venti! to put it simply im the god of the wind.
izuku choked on his spit at that revalation confused why a self proclaimed god would want with him.
venti: well to put it bluntly you are the next anemo archon, god of freedom and wind. do you accept my power?
izuku nodded slowly as he felt wind rush inside him, he flet lighter than ever as his hair turned dark blue with light blue tips.
venti: also you will be in here for about 4 years, but it will be seven minuites outside.

year one
izuku learnt how to shoot a bow with perfect accuracy, topping people with aiming quirks.

year two
here he learnt how to harness wind, aswell as to paly a bit of the lyre.

year three
here he learnt how to use venti's abilities and how to tell people's feelings through wind

year four
here he learnt how to play the lyre fully, aswell as learning all of the songs venti knew, which is alot.

venti: before i am gone for good, i need to tell you something. i have a decendant called venti thats the same age as you, and shes planning to go to UA high aswell, also shes quite the looker. as venti showed izuku a picture he couldnt help but blush, as she looked cute. like a female venti with the same pigtails and all. on that day venti passed on, as izuku awoke the next day. ontop of his sleeping body is the holy lyre and venti's own bow. as he toutched it he saw it dissapear, but he knew if he wanted them it would magically appear in his hands.

yikes 637 words that took awhile.