Slayers in a Heroic World

Ch.9 Moved on

Disclaimer I do not own My Hero Academia nor Demon Slayer

I only own the Plot and Original Characters

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*Narrator POV*

Midoriya walked the halls of UA heading towards a specific location he was called to. It was the first day back in school, meaning it was a month since the Hosu incident, and almost everyone outside of his class was avoiding him since he was considered a delinquent due to his actions. However, they weren't important since he needed to arrive to where he was called. It was more important than anything, as he turned the corner he saw All Might exiting a staff room.

All Might: Ah, Young Izuku. Just who I was looking for, can I speak with you?

Midoriya: Not today All Might. I got to go.

All Might: Oh why is that?

Midoriya: Ochaco said she wants to talk.

All MIght made an ouch face as he rubbed the back of his head and looked in the opposite area of Midoriya's eyes.

All Might: Yeah. You better get going.

Midoriya began running down the hall to where he was told to meet her. After a few minutes of running, he eventually arrived on the roof they always went to for lunch. He looked out on the roof and saw Ochaco sitting on the edge letting her legs dangle off the roof, normally people would worry seeing that but Midoriya didn't since she could legitimately fly. 

Midoriya: Sorry I'm late, it was crazy.

Ochaco didn't say anything instead just patting the spot next to her, Midoriya complied taking a seat next to her. As soon as he sat down she put her head on his shoulder, making Midoriya feel a little better until he realized something, Ochaco looked like she had been crying.

Ochaco: I want you to not say a word and just listen to me while I talk. Because what I have to say is hard to believe and even if you do believe in me, you will most likely dump me after. All I'm asking is to promise me, do not interrupt me, I need to get this off my chest.

Midoriya: Okay.

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*Ochaco's Talk*

I'm a reincarnation. Of someone long ago in history, in a time when we humans lived in constant fear of these demons that are now beginning to return. Don't get too confused my name is the same as in the past, it seems my child was able to make a strong bloodline that lasted till now. I'll talk about that in a moment.

In my time demons ruled the world, and moving at night outside of the protected cities was suicide, we were in constant fear for our lives. We were raised for only one thing, to fight demons anything else was disgraceful, strength was the only way to survive, and the only true profession that was accepted was Demon Slayer. I was introduced to that life young. I was an orphan, a common thing in this time. A hashira adopted me or a strong demon slayer, she taught me everything I needed to know about being a slayer and more importantly how to survive in that cruel world.

Eventually, I reached the skill level where I would be sent to Final selection, similar to an entrance exam for school, but much more brutal. That's where I met my best friend, where I met the Izuku Midoriya I knew, or what you call in your family, The Father. Like I said before he was an asshole when I met him but still respectful a little. He kept to himself something I could respect since I was similar to him. I was considered a prodigy in a world where prodigies were the survivors, so people either clung to me to survive or shunned you out of jealousy. I was the latter.