It was a tranquil morning, with the sun casting a warm glow through the windows of the Yagi family home. The clock struck 8, and the family could be seen gathered around the dining table, savoring a hearty breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the tantalizing scents of pancakes and bacon, creating an atmosphere of comfort and contentment. Suddenly, the gentle clatter of footsteps echoed from the staircase, drawing the attention of the entire family. As they turned in unison, their gazes fell upon Izuku, who was descending the stairs with a solemn expression. His arrival seemed to disrupt the peaceful ambiance, as his family observed him with a mixture of concern and curiosity.
Izuku, with a hint of defiance in his eyes, offered a fleeting smile before wordlessly making his way outside, leaving a lingering sense of unease in his wake. The palpable tension hung in the air, overshadowing the remnants of their interrupted breakfast.
In the aftermath of Izuku's departure, a palpable silence enveloped the dining room, amplifying the unspoken tensions that had been haunting the Yagi family in recent days. Inko, with a furrowed brow, cast a longing glance at the vacant seat where Izuku used to be seated. Her eyes betrayed a deep-seated concern, a reflection of her unanswered question that had been lingering in the air.
"Are you angry with me?" Inko had tentatively asked Izuku a few days ago, and since then, their interactions had been reduced to mere glances, laden with unspoken sentiments. The rift between them seemed to widen with each passing day, creating an invisible barrier within the confines of their home.
As the remaining family members attempted to resume their interrupted meal, Toshinori's tranquil demeanor was disrupted by the shrill ring of his phone. With a sense of urgency, he answered the call, only to be greeted by the unexpected voice of Ash-born on the other end.An Unexpected Call and a Disturbing Revelation
"Hello," Toshinori greeted, his tone laced with a tinge of concern.
"Ash-born? What's the matter?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued by the urgency in Ash-born's voice.
"I find myself in a precarious situation. Can you meet me at the Musutafu Mall at your earliest convenience?" Ash-born's plea carried a sense of urgency and distress, leaving Toshinori bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
Before Toshinori could delve deeper into the reason behind Ash-born's distress, the call abruptly ended, leaving him grappling with a multitude of unanswered questions. As he turned to Inko and Izumi, who were now fixated on him with a mixture of confusion and concern, Toshinori struggled to make sense of the cryptic summons.
"I don't know what's happening, but I feel compelled to investigate," Toshinori voiced, his brows furrowed with apprehension. His decision to heed Ash-born's call was met with a shared sense of unease, as the family grappled with the unsettling mystery that had unexpectedly encroached upon their morning.
At the Musutafu Mall
Meanwhile, at the Musutafu Mall, Ash-born found himself standing amidst the remnants of what was once a bustling hub of activity. The eerie silence was punctuated by the faint echoes of his footsteps, as he cautiously navigated the desolate surroundings.
Suddenly, his attention was seized by the presence of a formidable figure—a villain whose menacing aura permeated the dilapidated mall. Ash-born's steely gaze locked with the enigmatic villain, prompting a terse exchange that crackled with tension.
"Do we truly need to resort to this? Surrender peacefully," Ash-born implored, his voice carrying a resolute edge as he sought to defuse the escalating confrontation.
The villain, shrouded in an ominous silence, betrayed no hint of compliance, their inscrutable gaze fixated upon Ash-born. As Ash-born meticulously surveyed the enigmatic figure, a disquieting realization dawned upon him— the villain's eyes were devoid of any semblance of humanity, cloaked in an unsettling abyss of darkness.
Before Ash-born could glean further insights, a sudden commotion ruptured the stillness, drawing his attention to the injured heroes who lay in the aftermath of a harrowing encounter with the enigmatic villain. Their desperate gestures directed Ash-born's focus towards an impending threat, compelling him to brace himself for the looming confrontation. As the villain surged forward with a formidable display of speed, Ash-born found himself ensnared in a perilous encounter that threatened to unravel with each passing moment. The villain's ferocious assault was met with an unexpected twist, as Ash-born deftly maneuvered to evade the impending blow.
In a breathtaking display of agility, the villain's strike was thwarted by an otherworldly force, leaving them ensnared in a web of inky black whips that emanated from Ash-born's very being. The enigmatic tendrils coiled around the villain, ensnaring them in a vice-like grip that bespoke the unfathomable extent of Ash-born's powers.
"Rookie mistake," Ash-born chided with a measure of wry amusement, his eyes ablaze with an unwavering resolve. "You rushed in blindly, unaware of the depths of my abilities."With a calculated release, Ash-born relinquished the villain from their entrapment, issuing a challenge that reverberated with an unyielding determination.
"Try again, Goto. I offer you a chance at redemption," Ash-born declared, his unwavering gaze locked with the enigmatic figure. The ensuing silence crackled with the weight of impending conflict, as the stage was set for a clash of powers that transcended the bounds of mere physical confrontation.
Crash!!
As the dust settled in the aftermath of the tumultuous landing, a towering figure emerged from the haze, casting a commanding presence that instantly seized the attention of both Ash-born and the enigmatic villain, Goto. All Might, renowned for his indomitable strength and unwavering resolve, had arrived, his steely gaze fixed upon the unfolding confrontation.
"I was perplexed by your sudden summons, but it seems I've arrived just in time to lend my aid," All Might declared, his resonant voice resonating with an air of unwavering determination.
Before he could articulate the full extent of his thoughts, a thunderous crash ruptured the moment, as Goto surged forward with unbridled ferocity, delivering a staggering blow that sent All Might hurtling through the air. His formidable figure careened towards Ash-born, only to pass through him as if he were a spectral apparition, culminating in a tumultuous collision with the ground.
As All Might endeavored to regain his bearings, Ash-born cast a wry glance towards the iconic hero, his quip laden with a hint of playful banter amidst the chaos that engulfed them.
"Are you a turtle, All Might? What delayed your arrival?" Ash-born jested, his tone infused with a measure of levity that belied the gravity of the situation.
All Might, undeterred by the unexpected turn of events, offered a contrite explanation for his delayed response, recounting an encounter with a petty criminal that had momentarily diverted his attention from the pressing matter at hand. Acknowledging the urgency of the situation, Ash-born swiftly proposed a division of their efforts, deftly allocating responsibilities as he pivoted towards the task of tending to the injured heroes.
With a nod of acknowledgment, All Might squared off against Geto, the tension palpable as they faced each other in the midst of the shattered mall. As the two formidable opponents prepared for battle, Ash-born's sharp gaze caught a subtle shift in Goto's demeanor. A hint of blue flickered in his eyes, a sign of hidden power stirring within him.
Ash-born's smirk widened into a knowing grin as he registered the telltale sign. Without revealing his true intentions, he turned away from the impending clash and swiftly made his way toward the injured heroes strewn amidst the rubble.
The air crackled with anticipation as All Might and Goto locked eyes, each sizing up the other with unwavering determination. As Ash-born reached the injured heroes, he wasted no time in assessing their conditions and providing whatever aid he could. His focus remained steadfast, even as the sounds of the impending clash echoed through the devastated mall.
