I thought the First Term Final Exams would be the peak of my stress, but the following days proves I was wrong. My internship mentor sends an invitation to I-Island for the I-Expo, the world's biggest showcase of quirk research. For a moment I let myself think it would be a break. A reward. A chance to feel normal. Then everything goes wrong. Security locks down, alarms scream, and suddenly my friends and I are trapped in a crisis way bigger than anything U.A. ever prepared us for. Real villains. Real stakes. People counting on us because there's no one else close enough to act. I feel Nega awaken the moment danger hits, his power pressing against mine, urging me to let go. The moment where Nega and I stop running from what we are and face what we could become is here. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

After what Nega and I pulled off at the I-Expo, I thought life would finally get easier. I thought I could count on him now as a partner, a power I could trust. Then I woke up one morning and he was gone. No voice. No presence. Nothing. Like a part of me had been cut out. Everyone tells me to focus on the Summer Training Camp, that pushing my quirk to its limit might bring him back. I try to believe it. I try to breathe through the fear that without Nega I'm weaker, slower, incomplete. But just when hope starts to settle, Nemesis returns. Not to scare us. Not to test us. To finish what they started. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

I still wake with the taste of smoke in my mouth and Nemesis shouting in my bones. Seeing them up close broke a rhythm in me I did not know I had. The Hunter almost killed Kazuo's father and that image sits behind my eyes like a warning I cannot ignore. Returning to U.A. felt like a fragile mercy, a place where I could breathe for a second and then have the air squeezed out again. The First Term Finals arrive like a challenge and a truth at once: pass and we prove this training mattered, fail and everything feels like it could unravel. I study with hands that tremble, I train with a mouth that promises, and at night I whisper that I will be stronger so no one I love pays for my fear. I am afraid, but I refuse to stop. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

After the chaos of the Sports Festival my heart is still buzzing, but there's no time to breathe. It's finally our turn to step onto real streets, to train under real pros, to taste what hero work actually feels like beyond school walls. My mentor doesn't give me a single moment of rest. Every mistake is caught, every hesitation burned out of me. And just when I start to think I can keep up, the city shifts. Real villains appear. Not school-level threats, not simulations. People who look at us and see targets, not students. Facing them shakes something in me I didn't know was fragile. But the worst blow isn't mine. One of my closest friends gets caught in the crossfire of this new reality, and everything we thought we understood about becoming heroes twists in an instant. Training, pride, ambition... all of it feels different when someone you care about is the one who pays the price. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

My second month at U.A. feels like a bruise that won't stop pulsing. After the first tests I expected courage to be simple. It isn't. It tastes like adrenaline and the metallic whisper of fear. I'm sick of holding back. I'm tempted to call Nega forward, to let that raw force answer when my hands tremble. The thought makes my chest both ache and race. The Sports Festival is a furnace of heat and hungry eyes. Under that noise I will be forced to choose: use him and gain the edge, or keep him caged and risk falling behind. Friends who trust me, rivals who want to break me, the crowd that will cheer whichever version of me shows up. Everything narrows to one pulse. I am terrified of what I might become. I am desperate to prove I can be more. I step onto that platform because running away is no longer an option. Original fanfiction set in a world without the canon characters. I don't own My Hero Academia universe or any of the pictures I use to illustrate my fanfiction.

In a world where heroes and heart is all the rage, can the world's first android stake their claim and change the hero scene? ------------------------------------------------------------------ (I don't claim to own My Hero Academia or anything related. I just own the original characters ) (I don't claim to own any art, images, or videos I use unless stated otherwise) (Slight changes will be made to mha to better accommodate my vision for the story)

You can't save everyone. (Y/N) learned that lesson long before he ever set foot in U.A. His mother's incurable illness, his father's endless overtime, the empty promises of heroes who couldn't fix what truly mattered to him. He was an only child, and an extremely late bloomer. When his quirk finally awakened, he wanted to make sure no one had to feel powerless like he once did. His quirk "Polarity", gave him the ability to generate and manipulate magnetic fields. A quirk than can be as destructive as it is creative. __________________________________________________________________________________ The main love interest is Mina Ashido. I don't own the characters or the story of My Hero Academia. All rights belong to the owners.

[Male Reader x My Hero Academia] The advent of Quirks changed society fundamentally. It was the birth of a child in Qing Qing City, China that nearly brought about the end of civilization as it was known. 'Meta Abilities.' Abilities that held the potential for great good, but inevitably great evil. Human nature quickly bore its ugly head, as it always did. Those with the power to act, and with the proclivity towards criminal activity, quickly viewed their new gifts as an opportunity to exploit the weak. Even while remaining the minority of the world's population, the onslaught of Villains came close to destroying society... Almost a century later and the world remains alive and breathing, and Humanity is thriving. Normal people with their own Quirks, those who refused to allow their friends and family to get taken advantage of, rose up against the tyranny of Villains. Vigilantes quickly became world-renowned Heroes and the tides were turned. Problems remained but peace had been achieved once more, and the world could rest well knowing that Pro-Heroes were around to keep them safe. And yet, this peace could never have lasted forever. The new generations know little of the horrors of the past, unaware that evil remains alive and well. Pro-Heroes are little more than pompous media personalities, with little interest in saving lives, but instead on fame and wealth. A great Villain lies in wait, counting down the days when he can finally seize retribution for what was done to him. However, this time he has a secret weapon. A weapon that could herald the end of all things...