My first memory was of my father holding me tightly as we sat on my bed, he was humming a tune that cannot hum for I believe I will ruin his memory that for lives in my mind. The memory of purity, happiness, and innocences. As his ears twitched once in a while and him letting me use his tail as a soft blanket it was the only time I had felt safe and comfortable. My second memory was of my father telling me the story of how he was never born with a quirk but instead was given one by an inari to whom he described as a beautiful woman with the longest hair that had the feel of silk and moved like the flow of water, and without that kami he would've been dead and I would never exist, the way he described how the kami gave his power was like the feeling of both death and then later having the feeling of being born once more in case you don't understand why I mean well the inari soul became of apart of him, oddly enough he described having two souls merge into one as the feeling of loneliness and and the fear of abandonment having had disappeared from him completely. I once asked my father if I have the kami's soul he responded by saying that I only have my soul and that yes I have inherited few powers like an inari but I am not what some will call a Demi god nor am I a god in general I am just a young girl having been born with powers like a Kami but I am not one.. it is odd to explain but that is because I do not have the proper words the express this amazement. I can tell that some of you might be wondering why I have not mentioned my mother and that is because I don't have one for she died only 2 days after I was born, I never knew why she died nor did I want to know. You must be aswell wondering what my father does for a living and to answer that he is a hero but he not well known well In only 2% of people know about his existence as a hero and in all honesty he likes it that way because the less people known about him the more he come and surprise those who commit
Heinous sins in this world but unfortunately his life was taken from him and my father was taken from me right before my eyes when I t was supposed to be a normal day for us until the buildings started falling and smoke filled my lungs and the last words from my father were "my l-lllittte fox don't remember me as a forgotten hero..." I was only five years old that day I got my power and we were just trying to celebrate ...so why did it have to end like this...
*]2 years later *
I taken in by a hero named midnight she was kind and caring yet she seemed to not know what she was doing but she tried her best to be a mother figure and to our surprise I excepted her as one.
I remember one day she left me alone at home and with my curiosity all I wanted to do was go outside and play hopefully finding people to play with considering I didn't have any friends at all, little did I know at the time when I stepped into the near by park seeing a boy crying and then days later meeting a older boy bumping into me that when I befriended i was going to meet some complications later in life.
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Euphoria bnha various x reader
Fanfiction-quirk is something that you are born with or not- "however sometimes a god can be kind enough to pass their power onto one whom does not have one especially one of them being my father whom oddly enough passed some of his power into me" "I promise...
