𝒉𝖏𝙨 𝒑𝞂𝖏𝙨𝞂𝛈

𝐜𝒉𝝰𝒑𝙩𝒆𝗿 15

In the lush, vibrant garden of their luxurious home, Izuku knelt beside a vibrant assortment of flowers.

The three had gone to Astraloria so that Eri could meet the rest of the royal family and also have more time to train there. Her single horn had grown slightly since her training began in Astraloria within the first few months there. 

A week had passed since Eri's introduction to Astraloria, the magical realm, where she had received extensive training on how to control her quirk, Rewind. The progress she had made in such a short time had astonished her new family, particularly her papa, Izuku, and her uncle, Tyrell.

Eri was nearing 7 years old, but she had demonstrated remarkable improvement. Her single horn, a manifestation of her quirk, had grown slightly, showing her improvement. Izuku was so proud of her, cherishing the bond they had formed as he helped her unlock her potential. He knew there was much more she could achieve, but the level of control she had now was already beyond what he had hoped for in the time they spent in Astraloria. 

The training had started with simple applications of her quirk, with Eri practising on insects and gradually moving on to slightly larger creatures. Her quirk had once been so volatile that it had erased her biological father from existence, but now, her control was growing steadily.

"Today, Eri," Izuku began, "we're going to take a step further in your training. You've come a long way, and I'm so proud of you. But now, we need to test your quirk on something more... complex. Starting with a small injury."

Eri's nervousness was palpable. Her eyes widened as she watched Izuku produce a small sword, carefully running the blade across his forearm. A small, shallow cut formed, and Eri's anxiety grew with each passing moment. She had practised her quirk on insects and small creatures, but this was different. This was the first time she was asked to use it on a human in such a long time. Her initial encounters with her quirk had been traumatizing, resulting in the accidental erasure of her biological father. The scars of her past weighed heavily on her, and she was hesitant to inflict harm on anyone, even if it were to be reversed.

"Eri," Izuku said gently, kneeling in front of her, his arm bleeding. "I need you to trust yourself and your abilities. You've come so far, and I believe in you. If I didn't think you were capable, I wouldn't ask you to do this. I know it's a big step, and I know you're thinking about your past but I trust you completely."

Eri was torn between her fear and her desire to prove herself to her newfound family. Tyrell chimed in, his voice carrying a warm and encouraging tone. "Remember, Snowball, you've been working so hard to control your emotions, and that's an important part of your quirk. This is a chance to see how far you've come. We're here to support you."

Eri took a deep breath, summoning all the courage she could muster. She closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on her training and the confidence she had built. With a trembling hand, she placed her small palm over Izuku's wound.

Eri's horn began to glow, and her quirk manifested. The sensation was strange to Izuku as if time itself were unravelling, but under Eri's careful direction. She concentrated with all her might, channelling her quirk toward the damaged tissue.

Izuku's arm trembled as her power coursed through him, causing the wound to reverse. The blood receded, and the torn skin knitted itself back together. Eri was aware of the delicate balance of her abilities, and she exerted utmost control to ensure that she didn't over-rewind or harm 

Eri's eyes widened in awe as the cut sealed itself, leaving behind nothing but unblemished skin. Her face lit up with a smile as she realized she had succeeded. "I-I did it! Papa, I really did it!"