"In traditional Japanese aesthetics, Wabi-sabi(侘寂) is a world view centered on the acceptance of transience and imperfection. The aesthetic is sometimes described as one of beauty that is "imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete".
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A war between Ang...
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10 years later
"Shoto" a shout came from the throne room. Endevour's son had gone off agin. "Where could that boy be this time?" Endevour growled as he stormed off to her cell. He banged his mighty fist upon the door "Goddammit woman, what ideas did you put into his head this time?!" Endevour shouted at his "wife". "I h-haven't seen Sho-" "I didn't give you permission to speak...damm Angel" zen devour scoffed. "I don't even recall letting you speak about my son on first name basis" Endevour growled. "So-" "I never said to speak" He spat. Endevour walked off from her cell in a rage. 'That boy never listens and he's so ungrateful' Endevour thought to himself as he sat back on his throne, trying to figure out what to do to that boy so he learns his lesson this time.
'Stupid Guards' Shoto thought to himself as he walked through town. He's only been to town once throughout his time here in Hell. 'Maybe I can go up to earth this time' Shoto thought to himself as he walked around. People would stop him now and then to compliment his horns; so big and shiny. Shoto couldn't figure out why people didn't see him the way he saw himself, a freak.
On Earth~
"Izuku you gotta wake up now" Ochaco jumped on her brother's bed. Izuku groaned from the extra weight. He had been living at the Uraraka household for as long as he could remember. Well, what he could remember. Izumi was left on their doorstep diagnosed with severe Amnesia. The family couldn't afford the medical bills to at least help trigger his memory so they accepted him with open arms as their own son. Of course, that's what Izuku had been told. What he didn't know was an angel just like the Uraraka family. That had taken the task of protecting Izuku from Endevour's army and making sure he chooses the right paths in life until he meets this 'half n half'. Izuku may have lost his wings and halo, but he never lost his angel-like aura. Anyone who ever came in contact with Izuku always felt this warm feeling and they felt a little bit happier. Izuku was like a golden child, nobody had ever seen someone so kind-hearted and pure. The way he looked, the way he moved, the way he talked; it was all angelic. "It's Sunday Izuku" Ochaco giggled and ran out of Izuku's room. Izuku looked back into his mind to try and remember why Ochaco could be so excited for a Sunday of all days. Then it hit him. "It's All Might Festival day!" Izuku exclaimed. He went and opened his closet to reveal his green kimono. "Izuku, your breakfast is going to get cold" Mrs. Uraraka called from the kitchen. "Coming" Izuku responded as he hurriedly put his kimono on. "Sorry to keep you waiting" Izuku bowed before kneeling down at the table. "Thank you for the food" the family said in unison before they started eating.
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"A human festival?" Shoto questioned his dear friend, Kirishima. Shoto found him along the portal between hell and the other places his father was to busy to tell him about. Kirishima was an angel spy, one of the youngest, and Shoto gave him information that would help bring his Father's reign to an end. Shoto wanted to defeat his Father and get himself and his mother into Heaven. " I've been to a few, they're very interesting" Kirishima stated. "Could you accompany me?" Shoto turned to his friend. "I'll try but I can't make any promises" Kirishima said. "Where are you you half n half bastard?!" The duo heard shouting from the distance. Shoto sighed "That's my cue to go, hope to see you at the festival". Shoto started making his way to the yelling voice.
"You can shut up now Bakugo" Shoto sighed in annoyance at the hot headed demon. "You're not my boss" Bakugo grumbled. "Whatever" Shoto said as he walked off. "Your father wants to see you by the way" "I don't care about what he wants". Shoto walked off towards his room to plan his 'rebelious' act.
"Shoto! Over here!" Shoto heard a voice shout. He looked around and saw Kirishima waving his arms in the air. "So you could make it" Shoto said as he walked up to Kirishima. "Yea, I'm here for other business too." Kirishima scratched the back of his head while his eyes darted in different directions. As if he's searching for something, or someone. Shoto looked around to possibly help Kirishima look for whatever he was searching for. Then Shoto's eyes found their way to looking at a fluffy green poof. His eyes traveled to the green kimono the person was wearing; it's silky look, almost untouchable. What threw Shoto off was the aura that the person emitted, it was almost angel like. He heard Kirishima gasp. Shoto turned to his friend to see what was the matter. "What is it?" Shoto asked. "N-Nothing." Kirishima stuttered, his mind going haywire. Shoto just shrugged it off and turned back to find the green-haired beauty to be gone. "Dammit" Shoto cursed under his breath. He had to know who that green-haired human was. "What I should be asking is what is wrong with you." Kirishima smirked. "I...saw someone" Shoto muttered. Kirishima had a hunch on who Shoto was talking about and he knew he was right. "Well, let's go find them." Kirishima exclaimed. Shoto nodded and followed his angel friend.
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Izuku felt the creep of someone's stare down his body. In fear that it was, he kept his composure and acted like nobody was staring. "Izuku look--Katsudon!" Ochaco exclaimed excitedly as she pulled her brother along towards the food stand. He still couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. "You're gonna pay, right?" Ochaco whispered to Izuku. He nodded "Of course". Izuku handed over the 1200¥ and got the two Katsudon bowls. Ochaco snatched hers from Izuku's hand and immediately started chowing down. "It's so good" She groaned. Izuku giggled and took a bite of his food. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and drool came out of his mouth. "Mmmm" Izuku moaned.
"Let's go play some games Izuku!" Ochaco exclaimed excitedly. "I'm a bit tired, how about we rest for a bit?" Izuku said with a closed eyes smile. "Oh alright" Ochaco sighed. The duo found a bench and sat down. Izuku had that feeling again. Someone was staring at him once more. Could it be the same person? He looked around and Green met Hetochromatic.
I've decided to give you this chapter early as a birthday gift to IZUKU MIDORIYA
Happy birthday to our smol boy
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