Asterism - My Hero Academia, OC with Genshin Impact power/connections
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Once upon a time, a star fell from the sky.
No, really.
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"Alright, you've all had time to think this through. Let's see your Future Career printouts."
Arukania's middle school's third year had a single class with exactly seventeen students. For a town in the middle of the Japanese mountains, it wasn't surprising. Most people were old. There was no highschool. It wasn't even a quaint little town with hot-springs, tourism or traditional crafts. It was a mining town for a middling mine that closed another shaft every couple of years.
And if the company needed more workers, it got more workers, and they almost never brought any children.
Naturally, just about everybody wanted to leave. Since there was no highschool, just about everybody put down school in the nearest cities, a few aiming further away.
"Oh." Except for one. "Sachi, that's really ambitious. We're all rooting for you."
Chatter erupted. "You're really aiming for that fancy hero school in the big city?" A girl with a rough texture for skin turned around in her seat.
A white-haired girl with starry eyes nodded. "UA. The more well-known hero school in the country. One-hundred percent main character bait."
"Freak. You and your folks..." Was said with a certain fondness. "Man, but with your quirk..."
"And my brain."
"And your grades, yeah, yeah. I think you'll make it. Show all those capital rich kids what village folk is worth, won't you?" There was general clamor. Over the noise, the bell rang and they were summarily dismissed.
Sachi shrugged. "That's the plan, I guess."
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After a very long train trip, she was at the gates of UA. She gave them a glance, shook her head at the eccentric building design and walked in. She was almost late, due to the previously mentioned long voyage.
As she followed the signs to the amphitheater, she was amazed at the amount of people. This was definitely the first time she'd ever been so close to so many teenagers. It was a little disgusting, all the hormones and competitiveness. She sighed. Life in the city was going to be very different, wasn't it? She almost missed her weird parents and she definitely missed the wilderness and old, abandoned buildings. Instead, she was one of nearly two thousand teenagers applying to the most prestigious hero school in the country.
Well, she'd made her choice.
Paperwork having been handled by mail, she was handed a brochure-like form and assigned a seat in the auditorium.
"GOOD MORNING LISTENERS!!!" Her ears, why. Present Mic was not very popular back home and this was not endearing her to him.
She grumbled under her breath.
"That's his appeal. And kickass music taste." The girl next to her whispered.
She had a downright cool hair-style and fashion choices, with a leather jacket that Sachi very much wanted to own a copy of. Her quirk was some sort of subtle mutant type, giving her long earlobes that ended on jacks. Not wanting to be caught staring, and since she was here to become a hero after all, Sachi re-focussed on the presentation. Then somebody way braver and far too much of nitpicker started asking questions as loud as Present Mic, without getting a sore throat.
She looked down at her brochure. "Battle Center G."
"I'm in A." Her neighbor mentioned as they both got up.
Not direct competition then, that was nice. "After A. They probably had the lines running from A to G round and round. Well, first we have the written test."
"I'm not sure which one I'm more nervous about." The girl's ear-jacks? Turned in a circle.
"Both. Both is good." Sachi smiled and offered her hand for her to shake. "Good luck."
The girl gave her a firm handshake. "You too. Let's see each other when classes start, yeah?"
"You bet."
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The practical test ended up stressing her. Or rather, as she thought about it would go, she realized it would be more of a race than a showcase of her abilities. She would be competing with at least a hundred other people for one spot in thirty-eight. Sachi was confident in her ability to destroy bots, it shouldn't be any harder than wrecking a car, but if it turned into a hide-and-seek game, less so.
It was compounded with anxiety from the written test. It was unfair. She'd never felt anxious about written tests. She ended up jittery in her chair and bounced her leg as she went through her options.
Sachi's quirk was incredibly versatile. So versatile in fact that it turned split-second decisions into freezing in place moments. The way around, she'd discovered, was to prepare a good combo in advance. Like that, she could bring a few abilities into the field quickly, leaving all the others a bit more 'behind'. The sort of things that would require actually concentrating instead of a mere reaction.
For this hunt, she decided, it would be best to go full offensive. Against machines, lightning and water, and rock. Fire would be wasted. Wind as well. Ice to complete the set then. It gave her a nice range of possibilities. Wolf and Frost were quick and in your face, those were easy choices. Gold as well, a powerful ranged weapon. And between Star and Artist, she'd prefer Star's less intensive elemental blasts. It also gave her a healing option if she wound up needing it for some reason.
She immersed herself in the reflection of the stars, and plucked them one by one, nestling them close to her bosom.
She dropped the bag she was carrying her bokuto with in the locker rooms and took a deep breath. And then she was at the gates to an actual fake mini-city. UA had to have the biggest budget. Just how rich were these people?
"Are you ready!?" The unmissable voice of Present Mic blasted from above them all. Sachi bent her legs and took one last deep breath. All right. "Go!"
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She ran pell-mell, breath steady, quickly getting ahead of most of the competition. The smooth, flat concrete felt very different from the mountain roads she was used too. No matter, hiking boots were all-terrain boots. The first robots appeared from side-streets. One-pointers.
She dodged them and their electronic voices. There had to be more enemies further in and she didn't want to be caught up in the middle of everybody. The next one she saw was a two-pointer, followed by several other robots of varying types. No more time to waste. Time to see how effective her attacks were!
She planted her right foot in front of her, the robot not two meters away, sword arm drawn back, and swung. A blast of ice struck the robot, hoarfrost clinging to its surface, but didn't stop it. The two pointer was already moving to swing. Sachi jumped back at the last second and drew water from the air with her left hand and sent it forward. Immediately, the robot was frozen in place, the frost spreading and locking it in place.
That robot would be immobilized for a while. She swung to the next one, jumped, two-handed grip on her sword above her head. The claws of a lightning beast followed her strike. Rents opened in the robot's armor and it fell down to the road, spasming. A hop back, a second of concentration, and stray rocks and pebbles lifted up with a golden glow, striking an approaching foe and cratering its hide.
She surveyed the battlefield, moving to the side as vines of all things sprouted to the ground and started twisting and immobilizing the robot. The other contestants had arrived. But this had been enough to give Sachi an idea of what worked and didn't.
With a grin, she twirled in place and called forth the power of water. A ring burst around her with a chime, and she suppressed a giggle. Time to short-circuit these toasters.
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The test hadn't started very well for some contestants. There had been one burly student who'd straight up dumped two or three packets of sugar into his mouth and started swinging without abandon, but others found themselves unprepared for the sheer size and speed of the opponents.
Others quickly found their rhythm. It'd taken him a full half-minute, but now the headband -wearing boy had figured out how to take the robots out of commission. He just needed to grab one of their legs and the ground, and his quirk would leave the robots unable to go anywhere. Then usually somebody would finish them off, but he was sure that this would count and get him points.
Otherwise he was in quite a pickle.
There was no time to think, he just had to keep moving. Robot after robot became his victims. So far he ran that he overextended, suddenly finding himself between three robots. All of them welded to the ground, but still within range. He managed to duck and fuse the two fists that met above his head, but the third…
With a cry, a white-haired girl jumped into view, a phantasmal werewolf of electricity echoing her movements, and cut through the arm of the attacker. Their eyes met, slate gray and star-shaped pupils, and an understanding passed through them. They nodded to each other and each lept back into the fight, striking in a new direction.
The intensity of battle, teenagers and robots spread throughout the fake, made it so only the regular announcements of how much time they had left were the only way they could keep track of it. At eight minutes, a quake shook the ground. With a plume of dust and smoke, a building-sized shape rose to tower over everything in the vicinity.
"That's the zero-pointer?" More than one person cried out in their hearts.
With a metallic roar, it reared up before smashing the buildings in its path and started moving towards the greatest concentration of contestants. Wisely, everybody ran. Straight-forward or into side-streets, dodging the other robots, other contestants and falling debris.
Unavoidably, some people were injured. A short cat-faced teen limped forward and had time only to flinch at the bits of broken concrete falling towards his head, before he was carried forward by green, thorny tentacles. A girl with hair made out of vines pulled him towards her. A hemispherical shield of the same vines was set at the entrance of an alley, protecting several students. More than one was also injured.
"Please forgive me," She winced as she saw the cuts her quirk had left on his exposed arms. "I did not have time to blunt my thorns."
"Whatever! Thanks." He collapsed on the floor. "You saved me."
The shield was attracting several others who saw in it safety. "I'm unsure for how long before this trial defeats me. Lord give me strength." The girl was sweating, hands clasped in prayer before her. The test still had a minute or more before them, but what had seemed like such little time now extended into infinity for those hidden from the rampaging robot.
"Hey!" A white-haired girl jumped into the protective circle, swirling icicles around her waist dissipating into snowflakes. "Let me help." With a swipe of her hand, a golden, elaborate pillar erupted in front of the vines and opened into a translucent shield, like a bamboo screen.
"My thanks." The green-haired girl bowed. "Nevertheless, we should move. Perhaps carry the wounded elsewhere."
The new arrival surveyed them with furrowed brows. "Hurt? Mm, leave it to me. Huddle up!" She took a deep breath, hummed a few notes, snapped her fingers. "La-ra-la~" Her eyes opened and she hopped, skipped and twirled.
Before the stupefied teens around her, the ground rippled with a blue glow and a glowing shower of stars swept over them. "What?" "Good Lord!" They looked down at themselves as pains and aches disappeared, injuries healing before their eyes. The cat-faced teen felt their whiskers tremble. "What the fuck even is your quirk?!"
Sachi looked over her shoulder, giving him a thumbs up and a laugh that answered nothing. "Let's go!"
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She'd ended up losing her bokuto. A robot had knocked it out of her hands and she hadn't had the opportunity to retrieve it. She'd asked teh examiners if she could retrieve it, but was denied. She had received a letter saying they'd retrieved the pieces of it… after finding it under rubble. She could claim that.
Said letter also included a projection disk and now she sat between her parents, ready to hear her results. She had to have passed, but it would be good to hear the news as family.
With her parent's hand steady on her shoulder, he started the projection.
"I Am Here! As a projection!" All Might!? All three of them leaned back, shocked.
The surprise was almost enough for Sachi to miss her results. She had gotten in. Not only that, she'd made it as the fourth highest ranked student. She felt the pride irradiating from her parents. A good amount of it had come from rescue points, almost as much as from the points she'd gotten by destroying robots.
The family huddled up in a group hug. This was great, but also the slightest bittersweet. UA was far away. "Time to start checking out places for you to rent out next year."
Sachi burrowed deeper into her mother's sweater. "We still have a month or so."
Her other parent laughed. "Ahah, the naiveté of somebody who has never gone house-hunting."
"It's that bad?" She looked up at her mother, meeting the place where her eyes would be.
"If you want to get a good place, a bit. Fortunately we're not hurting for money." She explained, pushing some strands of hair away from Sachi's face. "Your parent will show you."
Ugh, grown-up stuff. Couldn't she go start filling up the online forms that asked about her hero costume instead?
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Comets and meteors.
When stars leave their nests, do they become shooting stars?
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Because Genshin 3.0! Which I should not go play because thesis! ahah fff me.
I'll do a character profile later.
I'll do a character profile later.
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