Undead Revolution (⛔☁️)

S3 - 13. [Yearning]

「Now you may be wondering: 'How does he know all of this shit?!' Well... It all started with a rather revenge seeking rampage」

Katsuki's formal combat training began when he sought out a weapons dealer. He had his training from Yuuei under his belt so close combat was a breeze. It did make him miss his quirk, however.

He trained under the tutelage of Toshiro, a retired mercenary known for his expertise in martial arts. Under Toshiro's guidance, Katsuki quickly learned the fundamentals of shooting, grappling, and evasive maneuvers, honing his skills through intense sparring sessions and rigorous drills.

In parallel, Katsuki's parents sought out renowned knife fighting experts, allowing him to learn the art of blade combat with astonishing speed.

Through focused training and repetition, he mastered techniques for wielding knives with precision and finesse, turning himself into a unstoppable opponent in close-quarters combat. Personality, Katsuki owed it all to Toshiro.

Even if they met by chance.

It was a rather cloudy, fog settling on the earth like thick sheets as Katsuki found himself deep in the heart of the city's underworld. He had been chasing a lead on a notorious arms dealer, his determination driving him to pursue justice by any means necessary.

His parents may have gotten him the knife training he wanted, but there was no way in hell he was letting them know he was going to get firearms.

They wouldn't take too kindly to such lethal weapons.

As he moved through the shadowy alleyways, Katsuki's senses were on high alert, his every instinct tuned to the danger that lurked around every corner. He knew he was walking into a den of thieves and cutthroats, but he refused to back down.

Suddenly, he found himself surrounded by a group of armed thugs, their weapons glinting menacingly in the dim light. With a snarl of defiance, Katsuki prepared to face them head-on, his fists clenched and his muscles tense with anticipation.

Of course he got into this situation.

But before the thugs could make a move, a lone figure emerged from the darkness, stepping forward to confront them with a calm confidence that showed his years of expertise. This was Toshiro, a legendary mercenary known throughout the underworld for his unmatched skill and smarts.

Katsuki stumbled back, mumbling to himself. "Holy shit"

With a few swift and precise movements, Toshiro dispatched the thugs with ease, his movements a blur of speed and precision. As the last of their assailants fell to the ground, Katsuki found himself in awe of the older man's abilities, a newfound respect blossoming within him.

Toshiro then offered to take him under his wing, seemingly recognizing the potential for greatness within Katsuki. From that moment on, they formed an unlikely bond, their shared passion for justice binding them together as mentor and pupil.

Under Toshiro's guidance, Katsuki was able to refine his combat skills even further, pushing himself to new heights of excellence. With each passing day, he became more proficient in hand-to-hand combat, mastering advanced techniques and strategies that would serve him well in the dangerous world he now inhabited.

Additionally, Katsuki's training in knife fighting became more refined and lethal under Toshiro's watchful eye. He learned to wield blades with precision and finesse, turning them into extensions of his own body and using them to devastating effect against his enemies.

But it wasn't just physical skills that Katsuki gained from his mentor. Toshiro instilled in him a new code of honor and discipline. Something that allowed him to continue his path without insanity. 

As they trained together, Katsuki found himself growing stronger, both physically and mentally. He began to understand the true meaning of heroism, realizing that it wasn't just about having power, but about how one chose to use it.

After all... Wasn't he just doing hero work? A little more bloody than usual, but it was still good. He was still saving people and putting away bad guys. 

That's right. He was a hero. 

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