Soul Splitter: [A OC MHA fanfic]

Walk of Camaderie

The dawn broke across the city of Mustafau, breathing life into its streets, birds fluttered through the air, people started their daily routines and the clock counted down ever so closer, to the U.A Entrance Exam.

Mushi started excitedly chirping, trying to wake up the larger, less energetic Bado. Bado, being aroused from his slumber gave Mushi a small peck, before hopping over the other side of the perch and trying to go back to resting. Mushi, the white fluffy menace started flying around the cage, leaving no room for sleep.

The two avian roommates did not seem to notice their owner who was at his desk, but he did not notice their awakening as well.

Azuki concentrated on the small action figure once again. He could feel his energy flow into it, but only if he made sure he anchored himself to his own body. Over the couple years, and especially these last couple months of training, Azuki could anchor much faster. Depending on the size of the object, Azuki could possess something within a matter of seconds.

The small doll he has been using for so long took around five seconds, while his own body, which he would exit and re-enter while by himself for practice, took around twenty seconds. All this obviously depended on mood and concentration.

Azuki made sure to stop his energy from flowing into the bottom half of the action figure. Another power of his quirk he had discovered was that he could possess half an object, or just a certain part of it.

For example, now that Azuki had control of the dolls upper body, he made it swing its arms up and down and turn its head from side to side. While he had no control over the legs, everything above them were his, which helped cut down the time it took for possession.

Even after a couple years of training, Azuki wasn't used to the sensation of having another conscious, another limb form in the back of his mind.

Whatever he possessed while still in his body, formed a connection, one that Azuki had strengthened and made stronger. It was no longer the newborn limb, but an extension made of steel. He could move the action figure like he would his own body, every thought and command he gave it, it carried out.

However, Azuki knew that this was because it was so small and he had practiced with it so often. Azuki knew that if he was to possess something larger or more complicated, that connection would be weaker.

A couple knocks on Azuki's door signaled him that his dad was finally awake, which was confirmed when his father walked in, his black hair still messy along with his attire, like he just woke up, which he probably did.

He raised a mug of coffee, taking a long swig before saying in his very cheery voice "Morning early bird, are you ready to start the day?"

Azuki nodded and replied with "Oh boy am I, I'm so nervous".

Azuki's father shook his head, not understanding. "There's nothing to be worried about Azuki, come on, the new body's in living room" he stated before turning to leave, tiredly hobbling out into the living room.

Azuki internally grinned, he had been looking forward to this since the end of school. Azuki chased after his father, excited to see what he had built.

Azuki's parents had not been to overly excited when Azuki told them he wanted to become a hero. They had made sure he had the knowledge to get a great job, hopefully something he enjoyed.

Azuki's dad had been heavily hinting that there would be a position on his design team, where they could come up with ideas, then build it and be filled with accomplishment together.

Azuki's mother on the other hand, knew the amount of attention heroes get, from villains and from the public, how their lives sometimes are no longer just their own, they have to share it with everyone. She imagined him having a normal life, a normal job, finding a sweetheart and then giving her grand-babies. Her beloved son fighting villains was something she had not considered when she ruminated about the future.