All around me war waged. The heroes against the villains. My eyes looked up, to my father and Hawks, fighting All For One. My eyes moved around, the other hero's, the sidekicks, my friends, all fighting, for their lives, for the greater good. I was covered in blood, both my own and not. I was littered in scratches, cuts, burns, had stab wounds, I had bullet wounds. My mind flashed to my best friend. Jiro, Earphone Jack was her hero name. Her eyes meet mine. She instantly knew what I was planning. She shook her head no. I just smiled at my dear friend. My eyes conveying the message I wished her to tell my brother. She looked like she wanted to cry. I lunged forward. I was the strongest in my class, both physically and mentally. I was talented, but I also worked hard, I had to prove that I was not who I am today because of my father. I ran forward black ice formed at my feet. I shot forward, using my pitch black ice to shoot me forward and up. Bright blue flames circled around me, around my legs, around my torso, around my chest, around my arms. I was the hero Amani. My name mean Balance, it meant peace.
I was the youngest daughter of Endeavor, I was the older twin sister of Shoto Todoroki. I jumped up, ignoring the blood that flowed from my wounds, my father yelled out to me, I could hear the fear in his voice. I have always loved him. I loved my father with my entire core. No matter what he had said or done. I'd always loved him. It had frustrated my siblings to no end. I didn't care. I dived down and down and down. I could hear my friends, my class, backing me up as I prepared my finally attack. Black ice and blue fire raged around me. I descended down upon All For One. Like and eagle down onto a mouse. I felt something go through my chest. I ignored it, instead I placed my hand onto All for One's chest. Ice began to coat us, freezing both me and him in place. This way, he'd never hurt anyone ever again. My life was a small price to pay for peace. I just smiled.
With time no longer being on your side, your decision to let Todoroki watch over you seems to be going fine. The bond the two of you have grows in a rather unexpected way. However, as he gets to know you more and more and as something buried deep in the past of his father's legacy comes to the forefront, Todoroki must decide his true opinion of you and his own destiny.
Magic has existed since the dawn of humanity and through the centuries humans have begun to learn and master the skills needed to have control over their abilities. In this world, the type of magic you use is determined by which God claims you as their kin and as a result, bestows their blessing onto you. Each and every living being has a mark of their God somewhere on their form, showing what Godkin they belong to and what type of base magic they are able to use. However as humanity no longer organizes itself by Godkin like it used to, now dividing into kingdoms and clans, the Gods have become displeased by their disrespect to their gifts. And now... people are no longer dying... or being born. A true crisis that has put all the world on hold and asking questions. However, you have a different question: yours being despite magic being so prominent in your world, why are you the one born without a mark.
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