[LOCATION: ???] [TIME:00:00]
There was no death.
Atleast, not one that I can recall.
It was similar to a switch being flipped, one moment im opening webnovel to check if any fanfictions in my library have a small blue dot next to them to indicate an update to the chapter count, and the next I'm staring directly into the starry night sky.
One of the things I remember was being indoors so unless my brain for some reason shut down for 5 seconds with my body having googled 'Starry night sky', I should be seeing a roof.
I never looked or researched too much into star constellations, but my eyes seem almost drawn to a specific one in the night sky. One of few constellations I can recognise.
The Auriga constellation.
Specifically the brightest star within that cluster of celestial plasma balls, the star that was named Capella.
Well, it's actually a cluster of 4 different stars orbiting each other but who cares about the details, it looks like one big golden star to the naked eye anyway.
Anyways, back to the topic of the starry night sky being present instead of the roof I have gotten so familiar with over the years.
My body is completely sprawled out, my arms and legs being spread out across the fuzzy, slightly wet, surface that I started existing and subsequently lying on.
I push myself up into a sitting posture, feeling the small, slick blades of grass gather between my fingers as my legs automatically cross into a more comfortable position.
The sky is completely spotless of clouds, not even the slightest bit of water vapor is present, letting the bright moonlight illuminate my surroundings nicely.
I'm sitting on a small hill completely covered in soft bright green grass and several large rocks. A small patch of healthy red roses is present near the bottom of the hill.
A slight trickling sensation appears on my leg, looking down lets me see that a soft breeze in the air is continuously blowing a particularly long strand of vibrant golden hair with a rose clip against my leg.
I grab it with a smooth hairless arm that is much thinner than what I remember, rolling the hairclip in my palm.
I don't have fully golden hair, only small highlights around my bangs which compliments nicely with my generic pitch black hair.
And it's certainly not long enough to be brushing against my legs.
Is this a dream?
I think it over for a moment, eventually accepting the answer as the most logical conclusion possible in this situation.
Despite the late hour, my body does not feel cold whatsoever. It's oddly comfortable.
My brain decides to ignore the realistic sensations my body is informing me of and lays back down on the soft green hill.
The monotonous cycle of daily life is so tiring. There is never any time to quietly observe the stars like this normally.
Light pollution paired with constant bad weather always made it very difficult to even catch a glimpse of the beautiful patterns that form between the heavenly bodies at night.
I spent a long time watching the white dots, looking for any familiar shapes and constellations I was familiar with.
Taurus and Orion are the easiest to find, as they are located directly next to Auriga.
Eventually my eyelids became heavy, drooping slightly now and then when I wasn't paying attention.
I lose the last bit of strength to keep them open, falling back into unconsciousness under the starry blanket.
I really wanted to enjoy this peaceful moment for a bit longer.
My last thought echoed within my mind as I felt my consciousness and body sink.
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[TIMESKIP]
A very distant and soft hum fills the air with noise.
Several weak rays of golden light pour onto a field through the dense obstruction of white clouds.
The clouds slowly drift away with the morning breeze, spilling more and more light onto the earth below.
On a nearby wooden bench adorned with various metal edges and patterns rests a petite frame, a consistent and soft rise and fall of their chest pairing with their closed eyes hinting at their unconscious state
The smooth face rests quietly on their shoulder with a small bit of drool leaking from the corner of their mouth.
Rays of light piercing through the clouds gradually make their way towards it. The beaming light from above landing directly on their face.
A faint twitch occurs near her right eye, before the eyelids squeeze together tightly.
Her head turns away from the direct sunlight hitting it and her eyes slowly open.
Ruby red irises surrounding dark black contracted pupils are revealed as her eyebrows furrow together at the same time.
The eyes quickly dart around, scanning the grass, rocks, trees, and walkways around the bench they're resting on.
A strand of hair falls in front of their face, immediately attracting their attention to it.
Their gaze takes a long look at it before shifting down towards their own small and petite body.
When she moves her hand to her own face, an arm is wrapped with a very long black glove with a light pink covering the palm and fingers of it.
Small slender fingers wrap around her cheek and squeeze it, before moving a bit further away and pinching it with her nails that reach through the thin fabric.
The slight pain of her nails digging into her soft skin is present.
"Transmigration…?"
The word stumbles out of her mouth before she can catch it, accompanied by a voice that is several pitches higher than what she was familiar with.
More animatedly this time, she looks up and takes in her full surroundings.
She's in what looks to be a park in a modern era, with a large field of grass, healthy green trees now and then and benching identical to the one she's sitting on lining the paved walkways.
Further ahead is a city containing considerably large buildings and a variety of billboards that identify it quite easily as a commercial area for business rather than residence.
The calm wind in the area directly hitting her skin brings her attention back to it, and the fact she's showing way too much of it.
Short, very short hot pants, a bikini top, and long black leggings that match her gloves are the only things she's wearing, as I don't think giant black balls attached to your back counts as wearing.
However those things aren't enough to bring her attention away from the 2 brand new small mounds placed on her chest, only covered by the previously mentioned bikini top.
She calmly places a hand between her legs, patting it twice before withdrawing it.
Genderswap. Great…
Well, genders are mainly just social constructs anyways, being a boy or girl doesn't drastically affect one's way of thinking or likes and dislikes.
She brings her face near the reflective metal attached to the bench she's sitting on, moving it around for a good angle to see her reflection in.
The light hits it just right, letting her see her own face clearly. The bright red irises in her large eyes, the yaeba that sits peeks slightly out of her mouth, the short golden hair framing her face in the shape of an antlion.
I'm either the luckiest person to ever exist, or the unluckiest person to ever exist.
Having just rewatched season 3 in order to prepare for season 4 coming out soon, it's not difficult to immediately recognise the face staring back.
Capella Emerada Lugunica.
Also known as the lustful dragon bitch.
This place certainly doesn't look like Lugunica, so I won't have a target on my back at all times.
Though with it not being Lugunica, it brings many more questions to my mind immediately.
Did I take over this body? Does she have an identity here? Does she still have her authority? etc, etc.
Unlike what a lot of people may think, I don't really mind being transmigrated, if it's not an awful world and I won't be hunted then I'll gladly accept some change in my monotonous life, even if it's a change in gender.
Though, would I be considered a femboy now?
Pretty ironic for me to be Capella of all people, I never really received much love from anyone even though I desired to receive it and give it to other people.
I never really had a physical person near me that I could squeeze with affection till they pop.
Might as well go with the flow, though I should probably start getting answers to the questions I have…
Such as what world I'm in.
"SMAAAAAAASHHH!!!"
Well that answers my question.
Ofcourse, it could just be someone with sky high anticipation to get in bed with their partner…
A distant yell reaches her ears from across the city, the next second a powerful force is seen in the distance flying upwards and blowing a hole through the far off clouds.
Modern era, loud guy yelling SMASH… oh yeah, it's all coming together.
Most probable conclusion, MHA.
…
Fuck, its been years since i watched the anime and have only gotten refreshers from reading a few fanfictions that did not even go past the Hero Killer arc.
It's weird for me to take all of this in so easily, right? It should be weird, right? Or is it because I'm well acquainted with such fanfics that I can easily accept such a reality happening?
Better not dwell on it too much, I need information.
My pockets are completely empty and won't be of any help, I need free internet access and maybe a good read at my stars to see whether or not I'm gonna have a bad time.
Who am I kidding? I'm certainly gonna have a bad time.
I'll ask around for a library I guess, though I'm gonna get a lot of weird looks from this very revealing clothing.
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[TIMESKIP]
Just as expected, a girl that looks to be under the age of 15 wearing clothes that reveal more skin than the average amazonian woman in fiction gathers a lot of attention. Luckily before any law enforcement were called to arrest me for indecent exposure I got some directions to the library.
You could've already guessed but I didn't manage to find any abilities while walking towards the populated area.
The sun has barely risen above the horizon line in the east so there is currently an influx of people heading to work, school, or any other establishments.
Swallowing the shame the lack of clothing brought was only a struggle for a few minutes before I reached the library I was directed to.
There were a surprisingly large number of people within the buildings– the count was no more than two dozen yet still felt large compared to what you would think of a library in the future.
The kind librarian with a purple squid on their head instead of hair which makes them look like a splatoon character, gave me a gentle smile and let me use the computers in the back.
I waddle my way over to the back and grab the nearest chair I see to place it in front of the machine that looks like it has better specs than a NASA supercomputer.
I crack my knuckles, pop my back, stretch my limbs and take a deep breath before opening a search engine and searching the question that's been on my mind since I realised I was in the future, even before wanting to know the exact year and date i was in.
"Holy shit, that's what the One Piece was the entire time?!"
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Wrote this in like 2 hours, is my second fanfic i have ever written, and i hardly remember anything solid about MHA since im not bothered to rewatch the entire anime so there will be heavy inconsistancies which im gonna have to clean out.