Trueheroes Histoires

This is a story my grandmother used to tell me when I was a child-about a poor man named Mpulila Wayandala, whose pain became a song, and whose voice-though broken-saved lives. In his memory, and in honor of all the unsung heroes among us, I share this tale with the world.

In a world where heroes operate under government control, power is no longer measured by compassion-but by authorization. When villains attack, heroes respond... if the paperwork allows it. Marshall Darkflame knows this better than anyone. As a child, he watched his hometown burn while licensed heroes stood aside, unwilling to risk themselves without clearance. His family died trapped in the flames, and with them died his belief in the system that called itself heroic. Years later, the world knows him by another name. Mystic-an unregistered vigilante sorcerer whose magic defies classification. Drawing from ancient texts, modern witchcraft, experimental spellcraft, and raw elemental force, Marshall doesn't follow one discipline-he creates his own. He fights not for fame, approval, or control, but for people the system ignores. When a corrupt government places a bounty on his head, Mystic doesn't disappear. He steps into the storm. Alongside a small number of true heroes-those who still act without hesitation-Marshall forces the world to confront an uncomfortable question: > Is a hero defined by law... or by action? As public trust fractures, villains take notice, corrupted heroes plot in secret, and the line between justice and authority begins to crumble. This is not a story about replacing heroes. It's about who deserves the name.

Izuku Midoriya became an adult at the young age of 4 years old. Ever since his Pro Hero mother emancipated him, brought out a large empty house near the Bakugos with barely any supplies or money and left a letter with fine words that will never leave him. Yes, all that after torturous "training" and punishments to "strengthen" his quirk. Which turned out to be that Izuku has no quirk and is quirkless. Also with all his blood-relatives turning their backs on him with his mother. Literally disowning him and forcing those opposing to cut contacts with him. And with Izuku's father out of the picture and declared missing but really thought to be dead. Izuku was left to the hands of society and himself. Left to fend for himself and die by himself. With no one ever being there for him. Literally no one as everyone avoided, mistreated or abused Izuku. Kacchan with everyone in school billing him severely. Inside school and outside. The teachers doing nothing or simply worsening the situation. The School Nurses did nothing and refused to lift a finger for his injuries. Yet through all this Izuku wanted more than anything to be a hero. He craved it so much that he trains himself hard through it all. He works his butt off to do good in the world that did nothing but hate him. Izuku didn't want to just be any pro hero. Izuku wanted to be a true hero. A hero doesn't just save people externally and physically but internally and emotionally. Izuku wanted to be the light to those clouded and surround in all darkness and chaos. Izuku wanted to a be a symbol like All Might to others. Even though he is quirkless. He lacked a quirk that would let him take the U.A Heroes Course Exam. So he trained his body, mind, soul, spirit, energy, drive, dream and everything of him beyond the limits and expectations of High End Nomu. Izuku wanted to be that Symbol of Pure Hope. So come watch Izuku show the world a true hero and finally find a family of his own!