Hello there, everyone!
I bet you didn't think I'd be back so soon again. But here I am!
Yeah, I'm still trying to return to my full potential, we'll get there someday.
It's also thanks to the absolute BANGER chapters I've been cooking in my mind lately. It's like one or two great moments that I cannot WAIT to finally write. Meanwhile, we'll get what we can with these shorter chapters.
In any case... I hope you enjoy this one. Just trying to tie a few things I had set up waaaaay before in the story that circumstances lead me to make some major changes to the plot. But now it's fixed at least.
I hope you enjoy it.
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That'll be it for now! I hope to see you in the next one!
As always, kisses!
Have a great reading!
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"Fly high, Steampunk... you're a nice kid."
As Tomohiro disappeared into the wind that softly blew his ashes away, Kaito instinctively held his hand out to try and help him, to no avail. The final ashes of his body slowly disappeared, leaving nothing but the metal mask he used to wear behind.
The hero picked it up, wiping away the dirt.
"You were pretty cool too." Kaito admitted as he smiled looking at the mask.
Havoc, Tomohiro, rather, might have been a villain, but Kaito would be lying to himself if he not admitted the man didn't have the least bit of influence in his growth.
"Oh! The war!" It suddenly hit the hero that he was not out of the woods yet, neither were his friends. There was still a whole lot of threats to take care off.
"Steampunk to anyone in this net! Does anyone copy?!" He questioned through his radio, but couldn't get a response, which lead him to take off and try it from the air. "Steampunk to any heroes within range of this transmission, does anyone copy?!" He questioned again, receiving nothing but static. "Damn it!"
He had an idea, to extend the range of his radio by making an antenna with his quirk, which seemed to work. A faint, weak signal finally replied, slowly growing stronger and clearer.
"You got some nerve leaving suddenly like that." Said the radio.
"Dad!?" Kaito recognized the voice. "I'm sorry! I was just-"
"YES! Don't you 'I'm sorry' me, Kaito! That's the second time you've done that!" Reprimanded his father. "That's it! I'm calling your mom right now! She's DEFINITELY selling your Legos now!"
"WHAT?! Ok, fair enough, how's U.A!" Kaito began flying back to school. "I'm..." He looked around. "I can't even tell where am I!"
"U.A will manage for now! Gentle has got it covered."
"Gentle?!" Kaito was surprised.
"What you REALLY need to do right now is head to Gunga immediately! Things aren't looking too good for our teams there, they're engaging All For One right now, but the villains just received reinforcements from Toga and an army of Twices, you need to head over there!"
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨! || A BNHA OC Story!
Fanfiction> 🎧🎶 Kyoka Jiro x Male OC slow burn romance > This story used to be a reader insert story. Any remains of this old writing style you may find throughout the chapters are merely mistakes the author overlooked when editing the story. In society wher...