Hey everyone, it's been a while since I've written but I want to get back to it! My writing style has changed a lot, I went back and read Water and cringed so much at all the mistakes I made when I was 14! But I'm a lot older now so hopefully my writing is better.
One day I will rewrite Water and The Hidden Flame to match my current style but I LOVE your comments too much so I might just make new books for the rewrites!
Anyway, this chapter is short but I hope you enjoy it, please leave any feedback in the comments or if you spot any grammar errors :)
I will post every Sunday! Or at least try to ~
Hope you enjoy it!
There is a small percentage of people in this world who have a soulmate—probably about 15% of the population—which is less than the number of people born without a quirk. Both are rare cases, but they are treated very differently. The quirkless are treated like chewing gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe, while soulmates are like your most expensive cups, only brought out on special occasions that never happen. Yet, they are still kept safely on display, with not a speck of dust on them.
I don't know if I believe in soulmates. My parents were supposed soulmates, and look what happened to them. Their relationship is scorched beyond repair. Nothing can fix it. How can they be soulmates when he treated her like that? I would rather die alone than be with someone like that even if the universe deems us as perfect. Two souls that were split once before and are desperately trying to find each other.
Unfortunately, I am a part of that 15%. The cursive writing is just above my hip bone on the left side. The words written on it say: You're like a fucking ghost.
How ironic is it that I have a sun quirk? I'm supposed to be the most dazzling and brightest person in the room, yet my soulmate says I'm basically invisible. Can I really fault them? Despite my sunflare quirk, I'm the shy kid who runs away from the light. Maybe the universe got my quirk wrong and was supposed to give me a shadow quirk instead—that would make more sense.
Instead, I'm given the sunflare quirk by my lovely mother. Despite her gifting me this quirk, our abilities are vastly different. My mum has the Solar Restoration quirk, where she can harness solar energy to heal herself and others by stimulating accelerated cellular regeneration. Whereas I have a sparkling sunflare quirk that allows me to generate beams of intense light, focusing them into laser-like attacks that can cut, burn, or push back enemies. I can also adjust the intensity to use these beams as a powerful flashlight, illuminating dark areas when needed. Oh, and I never get cold; I'm constantly warm—extremely warm. I'm just a walking sun without the dashing personality.
If my quirk got mixed up with someone else then there's a possibility that my soulmate got mixed up too. Maybe he isn't my perfect match, but rather my greatest fear comes to life.
Guess we'll see how it goes when I meet Mr. Soulmate—hopefully not for another ten years. I can only hope he's not at my next destination, U.A, the top school for future heroes.
Please don't be at U.A. I don't think I can handle a soulmate right now.
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