🕊️ Morning – Musutafu City
The sky above Musutafu was painted in soft gold as the city came alive for another day.
Orihime Inoue, now eighteen, walked the familiar streets with her small paper bag of breakfast bread and a smile that could melt any heart.
The world around her buzzed with quirks, energy, and dreams — yet she still felt slightly out of place, like a gentle melody in a noisy world.
> Orihime (thinking): "So much life here… I'm lucky to have another chance."
Her Shun Shun Rikka pulsed faintly within her hairpins — a soft, unseen glow.
A whisper of warning, or perhaps comfort. Orihime couldn't tell.
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🪶 Above the Streets – Hawks
High above, Keigo Takami soared lazily through the clouds, his crimson wings slicing the air with effortless grace.
He wasn't on patrol — just keeping tabs on a few areas flagged after recent accidents.
A faint warmth brushed against his feathers. Not physical — more like an emotional echo, calm yet powerful.
> Hawks (thinking): "That's the same feeling from that car crash scene last month… the one with the missing footage."
He slowed midair, eyes scanning below.
Nothing suspicious. Just people. Noise. Life.
His gaze briefly landed on a girl with orange-brown hair walking below — smiling as she helped a lost child cross the street.
He chuckled to himself.
> Hawks (thinking): "Kind heart, good reflexes. Not exactly villain material."
Still, the warmth lingered even as she disappeared around the corner.
> Hawks (thinking): "Weird. Probably just me being tired."
He shrugged and took off again, never realizing he'd just crossed paths with the girl from that missing video.
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🩸 Shie Hassaikai – Underground Base
The underground corridors of the Shie Hassaikai were silent, sterile, and cold.
Inside the main chamber, Kai Chisaki (Overhaul) watched the looping playback of the Musutafu "miracle incident."
The screen flickered — cars crushed, people bleeding, and then a golden light engulfing everything.
When it faded, all victims were unharmed… but the camera glitched before capturing the source.
> Chronostasis: "The energy readings are off the charts, sir. But they don't match any registered quirk type."
Overhaul's gloved hand twitched slightly.
> Overhaul: "Then it's not a quirk."
He turned toward the corner where Eri sat quietly, hugging her knees.
Her small eyes followed him — full of fear and confusion.
> Overhaul (softly): "If this power rejects death itself… it could reject corruption, decay, even disease."
He closed the file and stood.
> Overhaul: "Find the source. Quietly. If it's real, I want it before anyone else does."
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🔥 Ruined Warehouse District – Dabi
A single blue flame burned in the darkness.
Dabi leaned against a cracked wall, listening to the chatter on an old police radio.
> Radio (distorted): "...golden flash seen again in Musutafu district.
No casualties. Victims unharmed…"
He smirked faintly.
> Dabi: "A girl who rejects death. Heh. Sounds like someone the old man would've hated."
He flicked the flame off and stared at his scarred hands.
> Dabi (thinking): "Could she fix something that's already broken?"
He laughed quietly — a dry, bitter sound — and pocketed the radio.
> Dabi: "Guess I'll take a look myself."
The blue flame sparked again as he vanished into the night, heading toward the city.
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🕹️ Hidden Base – Shigaraki Tomura
A dim room filled with screens flickering game light.
Shigaraki Tomura, younger but already tainted by decay, slouched in his chair as he scrolled through online chatter about the "miracle healer."
One video thumbnail caught his eye — a frame of golden light before static.
He tilted his head, scratching at his neck.
> Shigaraki: "Rejecting death, huh? That's cheating."
He let out a low chuckle.
> Shigaraki: "If she really exists, she shouldn't."
He reached forward and touched the desk — the wood crumbled to dust beneath his fingers.
From the shadows, Kurogiri spoke quietly.
> Kurogiri: "Master prefers you not to draw attention, Tomura."
> Shigaraki: "Relax. I'm not going to kill her.
Not until I understand how she breaks the rules."
He grinned beneath his hand, eyes glinting like a predator's.
> Shigaraki: "Maybe she'll make the perfect test."
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🌙 Night – Musutafu City Balcony
That night, Orihime leaned against her balcony railing, her hairpins glowing faintly under the moonlight.
The air felt heavy, like unseen eyes were watching her — though she didn't know from where.
> Orihime (softly): "This world… it's different.
But I think I can be happy here."
Far above, a red-winged shadow glided silently through the clouds — Hawks, checking his routes before heading home.
For just a heartbeat, his path crossed over her apartment.
He felt that same strange warmth again — calm, peaceful, unexplainable.
> Hawks (thinking): "Huh. There it is again… that light feeling."
He shook his head and flew on.
No idea that he was passing the very girl whose power the world was beginning to hunt.
And below, Orihime looked up at the sky, smiling faintly.
> Orihime: "A red-winged angel…? No, just the wind."
The city lights flickered, and far beneath them, four destinies began to converge — none aware of what was coming.
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🌟 Next Chapter – "Threads of Fate"
Overhaul's scouts locate Orihime's café and prepare to move in.
Hawks happens to be nearby when the attack begins.
Dabi and Shigaraki independently arrive in Musutafu for their own reasons.
The moment that will connect all of them — and reveal Orihime's true power — finally begins.