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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows (Ladies Only)

Ellie

In the time it took Ellie to toss her phone, her mind of floored. Grayson was dead for two decades now. The idea of someone like him being back home, let alone alive, put her on edge. Needless to say, she was shaken. Ellie wanted to believe that there was no chance after all this time, but if Takeda could find her, couldn’t he find him too? She hasn’t even had to think about him in twenty years, and now her life could be uprooted. The man they called Rainsinger was the only one left who’d have any connection to Ellie’s past, to think a ghost could just come in, and throw a wrench in everything she’s worked towards to make her life normal...It bothered her. As much as Ellie wanted to just drop the idea, it didn’t sit right with her. Why would Takeda bring him up? Wouldn’t he just be a dead memory if he was dead at all? No, something was amiss. Grayson always did have some unforeseen trick up his sleeve. That’s why he couldn’t be killed so easily now or then, because he was resourceful. ”Fuck...DAMNIT.” Her emotions were jarred. A flicker of a warm glow spurred across her hands before blinking away. He was a threat to her life. Ellie wasn’t the same person anymore, and yet something scared her about this. About being seen as the same person still by him, or by extension, everyone else in her life.

A little while later, Ellie was going to town on the punching bag behind her couch. A flurry of well-practiced punches that never stopped, never overkilled, or preformed sloppily while a song called Over The Neon Lights filled the sound between punches. Honestly, if Ellie was anyone’s type of girl, this would probably have them head over heels. All of this was being done because Ellie needed to clear her head of the thoughts she had. Doubt from this mission, paranoia from the idea of Grayson being alive, it just wasn’t her at her best. Sometimes you just have to take out your frustration on a ceiling-hung target.

Even still, he had to think of something. Maybe Fauxpaw would know something. She always knew something. That would have to wait, though. There was someone at the door. Probably Dream and Takeda. She was a bit hesitant to be confronted about their conversation, of course, that wasn’t gonna stop Tenebrae from getting flattened, so she did it. ”Yeah?” She looked fine but it was apparent she was being physically active for a while now. Ellie wasn’t sweating, or winded, but you could tell by the redness of her hands. There stood Dream and Takeda. ”What’re you guys-“

tap...tap

She turned around and saw a cat harassing the glass of her window. ”Faux?” She immediately hopped across the room to open the window for her. Madam Fauxpaw knew Ellie since her early days of being a vigilante. They always had a good bit of info to share between them. As everyone came in, the scene became more clear, the music over Spotify, the still-wobbling bag strung up, and the morning just-out-of-bed clothes she was still wearing.

Rainsinger

Time to hit the town.

Linus strolled away from the pier on the sidewalks of Tenebrae’s south end, hands in his pockets with his things slung over his back. From what he could tell, things looked largely the same, the buildings still touched the sky in the same way. You couldn’t gauge a city by its exterior, though. If this city wasn’t still as morally roundabout as it was when he left, he’d be genuinely surprised. Cars drifted down the road, bikes soared up and down the sidewalks. Everything was visually pretty tame, now to see how things were beneath the surface.

He continued to work his way through the city like he knew it the same as the back of his hand, which, he felt like he still did. Being back after a 20 year pseudocide felt strange. It’s like he just left. Still, the guy he spoke to stayed on his mind. Shadow Knights? They sounded like they carried a bit of weight around here, meaning that things actually had indeed changed in the time he was away. Back in the old days, before metas were called metas, that sort of thing was scarce. There weren’t any kind of meta organizations, they were gangs, groups, bands, and sometimes orders. The most leeway any gang in Linus’ old life had was the occasional family member who could bail them out of a tough situation. Of course, if that happened, it happened once and never again, because people were often killed for helping them. Things like that explained the reason Gray Dragons even existed. It wasn’t about power to them, at least not to him anyway, it was about knowing when your next bite of food was coming without worrying from where.

That was why he felt no obligation to wipe out the man he spoke to earlier. He had made something of himself already, going back to squabbling over terf was past him. If the “Shadow Knights” wanted to go there, who was he to stop them? Besides, maybe someone’s gang was still kicking and evolved as well. Wouldn’t that be something...Oh, look at that. A bar. Linus rolled up to a lightly occupied place called the “Love Street.” Judging from the view from the windows, he could snag a drink here. What kind of sailor doesn’t drink? Not this one. He made his way inside and took a seat at the counter.

Surprisingly, there weren’t a lot of people at a bar in the morning, 10, maybe a dozen people who did something with their weekends were in here. A man came by and slid him something with a kick. And there he rested for a while to watch the news on TV. Time to see what’s going on in the world.

” Local jewellers found their doors and windows blown open last night, along with half of the cars along the street. However, nothing was stolen. Police only have footage of a masked suspect in the store, and then a bright light appears at the edge of the camera. Choppers sweeping the area report a streak of light shooting down the streets toward Near North Side, and police have reason to believe two suspects are behind the bombings. However, at this time, police do not have these suspects identified.”

Gulp

A streak of bright light? Sounds familiar.

Come to think of it, Sunrider never did get thrown in jail.

Gulp

Wouldn’t that be a funny reunion? 20 years, pretending to be dead after the big man around town gets pummeled like a sandbag, just to show up saying “What’s up?” On second thought, she’d probably just slam him into the dirt, or run away. They never did like each other too much. They weren’t the same, anyway. Not like they needed too. They both got paid all the same regardless.

Linus shot a look towards a barista behind the counter. She looked visibly disinterested in her surroundings. ”Hey, girl with the gills-“ He spoke to get her attention, and her demeanor seemed to get very tense as he mentioned the gills on her neck poking out from her collar. Linus, of course, being the smooth sailor he was, raised his empty glass in a requesting gesture. The ice cubes in the glass lifted upwards towards the empty rim and started spinning in a circle, to show a sense of similarity between them. The barista seemed to feel relieved at the sight of the floating ice. ”Grab me another round.” He said as his glass seemed to push itself across the counter, after a $20 tip was dropped inside. A disarming gesture of meta abilities never hurt here or there.

”Gotcha”

”So- hear n’ything interesting around town lately?”

Just Another Hero

Yozoru Hoshi
_{The Cosmic Hero}

Nikushimi Shinsetsuna
_{The Malicious Hero}

Upon the arrival of Snake-Eyes, the entire room was lit up with intimidation, amazement and awe. A great deal of confusion as well. Not even five minutes ago was she on a live conference, and several other students knew this as well, did she just hack into the feed on her way here? If she did, it went without saying that she was fiercely efficient with her time. That, however was a given for her reputation. Yozoru was certainly amazed to see a woman of her stature emerge out of nowhere...”I didn’t know you’d be here. Are the other pros coming to?”

”I’m getting to that. Now. To answer everyone’s questions. Firstly, I am here to collect my interns. Second. I’m extending the offer to everyone else who hasn’t taken the chance. I was dead serious when I said I’d accept everyone who wanted to train with me. This is your last chance, if anyone whatsoever wants to come, speak right now.” In the grand scheme of things, she only had 6 interns out of an entire school. ”I’m assuming many of your fellow students have already made decisions to join other agencies, either as paiges or pawns, but this is indeed a difficult choice. The agency you choose to work under will train you, and some train you differently than others. I will work with every intern to teach them to the best of their own quirks’ abilities. Make no mistake: There is no measure I will not take for the good of the next generation.” As usual, she was very firm in her words. Mutations, Accumulations, it didn’t matter. Japan needed heroes without discrimination.

”If there is even a hint of dedication in you, I will accept you. Other pro heroes, such as Selica, Ryu, and False Hydra, will be here shortly, if you wish.”

The air went dead silent as she stood around a crowd of shaken and uncertain students. Some of them had already received the rank of Paige, and could work on their own, but most of them were just Pawns, meaning they had no heroic authority in the slightest. Meanwhile, Yozoru’s feet shifted a little, she hadn’t yet decided on an agency to intern with. If she wanted to, she could forgo that, but training is important. ”I’ll go. My name’s Yozoru. Yozoru Hoshi! I want to be as great a hero as I can be...”

”Alright, Yozoru, that’s seven...Anyone else?”

_{Meanwhile, in Zeal’s hometown...}

Many miles from Eirei, in the place called Shakuganshima, where the legendary Zeal was born, the people mourned. The streets were silent and dismal with cold fire. Nichirin tournaments were haulted, and memorials stood as reminders of Zeal’s glory. However, while the land was in sorrow, one in particular stood atop a building with a look of satisfaction on his face. Zeal was dead. His dreams would be carried further now. Not the man staring down at the image in sadness, but the dreams of The Godfather, as were those of the fathers before him. The onlooker was the treacherous, and frighteningly capable Evergaze. The ultimate top dog of the League of Villains, controller of a vast web of actions and info, the Father’s right hand man. He was the bridge between the League and Keyaru, and Keyaru’s greatest instrument. The people were distraught. Weak. They all rejoiced in Zeal’s reign like a pack of bloated lions praise their hunters. They must all struggle to fill the void. It made Evergaze smile.

He wore a matte purple blazer, with a gray shirt underneath. A very formal and forgetful image. He raised his left arm and pulled his sleeve back to reveal a device similar to a watch. On its black, electronic surface was a hand with its five fingers splayed outwards in solid white. He tapped the screen a few times as it began vibrating. Ringing.

”Godfather Keyaru...I’m in Shakuganshima for the confirmation you asked of me. Your assumptions were correct. These people are in absolute anguish over the falling of their beloved firestarter...” He remarked in a singsong voice, clearly amused by these malicious machinations.

A moment of silence...

”No, I’ve not been spotted...Of course, my spies can garner that information while I turn my eyes to the big prize, unless of course, you would rather I see to it myself.”

The next steps shall be taken.

”As you say, Godfather. Worry not, Shakuganshima won’t be doing anything any time soon. Of course, you must know, he will only grow fat from the strength of all this...poetic sorrow.”

”While I have nothing less that unbridled reverence for your word, I do feel we must give Saikyono some attention.” An almost poetic tone in his voice. This grief will only make that man more powerful.

”As you wish, Godfather...I must take my leave now. We will speak again.” A click, and a silent swan dive off the roof later, and the slyest villain in Japan was gone.

”Poor Zeal...Hahaha.”

Just Another Hero

@Turboshitter@Timemaster

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TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows (Ladies Only)

Ellie

Ellie was sat on her couch thinking of things. The girl had spent the last 20 years in this world, keeping people out of harm, and in those days she had seen a considerable amount of morally varying groups in more ways that one. Gray Dragons, the Night Hand, the hardass Valkyrie gang, to name a few. But in all those years, she kept to the streets. Ellie’s domain is the social underworld, where metas gather and conspire, for better or worse. There’re been plenty of vigilante groups around the block, and she looked around for them to keep tabs on them. Ellie never considered herself an authority in meta life, just someone trying to do something good, and keeping up with the word around town past sundown helped do that, it helped make rounds in Tenebrae easier knowing some other vigilante had the block locked down. Despite that, though, Ellie always kept to herself. She never cared much for the bragging rights behind cleaning up, though she’s certainly had a chat or two with other vigilantes, it’s just that she goes about this life differently. To her, it’s always just been the right thing to do, nothing more. It goes without saying, then, that this laboratory wasn’t ringing any bells in the slightest.

Ordinarily, Ellie wouldn’t try to hit up something like this, it was just out of her area to break into places, much less break into fortified facilities. It made her appreciate, to an extent, the differences people had. There was always someone big enough to crack the bigger houses, it seemed. Then again, none of that really helped when it came to the actual plan, in which she was still drawing blanks. ”Damn.” Really, she could only think in circles like this for so long, but that wasn’t helping anyone. Ellie hoped Takeda, or even that fine woman Dream had something they weren’t sharing just yet...Ring. Ring. Ring. Who was that? Sophie? No. Her phone read “Private Number.” Takeda?

”Who’s this?”

"Hello? It's Doctor Takeda."

”Thought so. What’s up?”

"I, uh, hope I'm not catching you at a bad time, but um, have you heard of the Crane Factory? And who died there?"

”Crane Factory? Yeah, I was a kid when that happened, kinda. Who are you talking about?”

"I, uh... Have reason to believe he's, uhm, alive? And if you could talk to him and see if he could help us—I mean, he's—there's his affinity with water and all..."

”Huh? Who’s alive? Not sure I know who you’re-“

Affinity with water...

Factory fire.

”Rain...Night’s on their way!”
”Yeah, I know. Look, kid. Get out of here, I’ll lead them into 8th and drop ‘em. If Fendrix asks, I’m takin’ the detour. He’ll know what it means.”
”You sure about that?”
”Yeah, get moving!”

”Leaving, huh.”
”After last time? Yes. This isn’t what I signed up for, I’m not doing this anymore, I didn’t come here to kill people.”
”Yeah, I wouldn’t blame you. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you, kid. But you know Fendrix isn’t gonna like it. Watch yourself.”
”That’s on me. I’m not gonna ask you to keep secrets, but I don’t need you in this either.”
”Ain’t my place to worry.”

“Um- Ellie?”

”...That man is dead. Gone.” She hung up.

He’s gone. He died in a fire. Was Ellie just trying to ignore someone like his dying to flames, or did she genuinely believe someone of that level was capable of being killed so easily?

No. Grayson died 20 years ago.

Rainsinger

Meta this. Meta that. The man who was apparently named Solomon revealed his face, nasty scar, some kinda haze. Sheesh. The getup was tacky, but hearing what he said, it probably made sense. ”Funny mask. Hell, back in my day we just didn’t get caught.” No use hiding your face if no one sees it.

"My name is Soliman Kader, I'm in charge of keeping the balance in this city, and with me are a team of Shadow Knights to carry out my mission."

New players. Interesting.

”Balance? Tch. That’s a new one.” There was never any “balance” in Tenebrae. You could always find some kook with a flashy ability out there stirring the pot. The idea just wasn’t there- balance? Unless the city’s just changed that much, Linus didn’t buy it, and this guy sure didn’t sound like a vigilante, let alone a guy to get stuff done. It seemed to him that this guy gave out orders instead over doing things himself. But, what would that type be doing, sticking his neck out by coming here? He had no idea Linus would he visiting. Did he just happen to be walking along the pier? No. He’s keeping his sources close to the chest.

"Metas have always suffered a power struggle in Tenebrae, fighting each other and fighting this city. But with you here...It's a whole different story."

”Your point?”

"A lot of corruption has happened in your lifetime. But, perhaps the years have changed you. I'll admit, I'm nervous that you're here. So, I wanted to approach you directly, and ask you to not get involved in anything that'll 'sink the city', so to speak. Or I'm going to have to deal with it, and I won't want to."

”Good one.” Linus’ body language gave nothing away, because there was nothing to be given away. Solomon obviously did his research, and yet still, he would openly threaten someone he outright admits to fearing. In his mind, Linus rolled the details in his head smoothly, something wasn’t adding up. When you’re in a position that he claimed to be in, you don’t tell someone you’re scared of them and then try to threaten them into complacency. That kind of behavior makes you look stupid, and weak.

”I see the game you’re playin’ with me.” He said, bluntly. It was a mind game. An inconsistent one.

”To put this in a better way, you've come at a critical time. I am days away from completing a certain project that will change the face of the world. There will be a struggle to get there. At present, I can contain it, knowing which metas will be in play."

”Uh-huh.” So, they’re still called metas around these parts. In the old days, that was unofficial slang that no one with any brass recognized. Back then, the official term was “freak.”

"You though, are what is known as an alpha-class meta. Something I was not expecting, which is half the reason for our unexpected encounter."

”I’m flattered.” Like hell he was.

"I can offer you to join me. But, of course, I have a feeling you didn't come here looking for a job. So, I would ask that, for the next few days, move in the city peacefully. After that, it won't matter."

Linus cocked a grin full of amusement. Peace.

”Alright, Kader? Was it? Look, I can tell you got receipts on the people ‘round here. Trouble is, all you just said don’t add up. First, you say you’re nervous about me showing up in town. Then, you say you’ll...”deal with” me, knowing I’m an alpha, or whatever they call me these days.” He let the words sink in before slinging his pack over his body. A drawn out moment of silence between them.

”You ever consider practicing your speeches in a mirror first? I’m no expert, but I think you expected me to jump on the whole “You scare me” box so you could bait-‘n-switch me. I guess you thought you’d pull a fast one. Close- no cigar.” He proclaimed, cool as can be.

”Know what? We’ll see what happens. If I feel like layin’ low for a while, then I sure will. Maybe I’ll go for a drink or two instead.” With that, he started to stroll down the pier, up towards Solomon and behind him. ”And by the way, if your...Shadow Knights wanna come and “deal with me,” here’s a bit of advice, since you know me.” He added as he passed Solomon, dropping a hand into the man’s shoulder out of humor.

”Tenebrae’s a coastal city.”

If Solomon Kader really did know as much as he did about him, he’s remember that the geographical conditions gave Linus a terrifying advantage. They don’t call him Rainsinger for nothing.

Without another word, he left.

Just Another Hero

<sub>Emerald Miasma Agency

Agency of Nikushimi Shinsetsuna</sub>

Approximately 2.4km or 1.36 miles from Eirei



A beautiful penthouse on the outskirts of the city easy on the eyes in quaint, yet lovely colors. Iron gates guarded exterior, and curtains prevented looking in from a distance. This was the agency of the Fourth Pillar Hero, Nikushimi Shinsetsuna: The Malicious Hero. Behind the walls, one could tell this was the home of one who greatly appreciated herself: a living room space large enough to house an entire showroom of cars, a pantry stocked with delicious sweets and alcohols you seldom ever knew the name of, and warm lights that make the room feel fuzzy and quaint in your heart. You wouldn’t think that this was an agency for a Hero, but the truth is beneath the layer of finery and hedonism. This house held secrets.

The day was growing long, and as the school of Eirei Academy was prepared to release its students for the dorms, a black car rolled up to the perimeter, the driver presented an identification with the name ”Emerald Miasma.” This was the transport for the students who had been approved for Snake-Eyes’ internship training, which would only be undeniably thorough. Officially. a number of students were chosen over the rest to train under her: Keiji Matsushima, Shinon Yukimura, Konig Dietrich, Kato Emiho, Heidi Thomas, and Phoebe Carmichael. This was the start of their internship with Snake-Eyes. Prior to this, Nikushimi had received a message from Glaser herself, asking to take Yukimura Shinon in as one of the interns. That, of course was her decision, not her mother’s.



The common room was buzzing with concerned and fear. Nikushimi stood outside in the hallway waiting for them, they would be unable to miss, or confuse the presence of someone such as her. She didn’t care about rounding children up, besides, they were no doubt rattled from the news, so it would be best to let them take things in while they could, before they had to train. The Malicious Hero wore a dark green overcoat, with her jet black hair braided behind her hair. Her piercing jade eyes and jagged razor teeth made her stand out among most. Snake-Eyes had an air of domination about her, like she could stomp anyone into the ground at any second, hence her reputation. After Zeal’s demise, along with virtually all of the modern day heroes, the survivors have been put in a position where overtime is the new normal. No one can grow complacent. In that sense, Zeal was one of the very few real heroes society every had. She could overhear their conversations, they were al gathered in class A to discuss what happened. Communication was vital. This much they all understood, with everything that’s happened, they had to.

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Yozoru Hoshi
_{The Cosmic Hero}

Needless to say, Yozoru was distraught.

Between the absolute massacre of so many heroes, the number one hero Zeal’s death, and Enka’s abandonment, nothing was okay. Everyone was in distress, Keiji was now the new rep for class 1a, and Sasuke was drilling everyone about this situation. ”This really isn’t the time to be nagging each other.” Said the girl with neon bioluminescent hair, and glowing blue eyes. Yozoru stood up and marched over to Sasuke, Keiji, and Amaya. She wore a crop top, and a skirt with thin leggings. A little underdressed by comparison, but no one bothered her over it, given her quirk. ”We’re all in need of someone to help us. Zeal’s gone. That means we gotta help ourselves right now. I...I don’t know what happened with Enka, I miss him. His family misses him, but missing him isn’t gonna bring him back. It won’t bring Zeal back!” There was a tone of intensity backed by genuine sympathy for her classmates. Sasuke always gave them this kind of talk. He definitely felt right at home in the position of class B’s rep. While Amaya was easily one of the more powerful in her students in her class, Yozoru filled that role in her own. However, Snake-Eyes was right.

”It’s like they said in the conference, we can’t just fill in seats in a hierarchy or whatever, everyone needs to make Zeal’s legacy the bare minimum. Heroes are crippled right now, we can’t sit here and lecture each other all day, we need to train! We need to get out there and handle villains, the league, and everyone who threatens society!” There was no denying the fact that Ryukazuki was waging war with the world, even if no one wanted to say it. ”Whenever the pros arrive, we all need to be there and get a spot. Japan needs every hero it can get right now. The death toll was over 140,000. I don’t like it either, but someone has to step up, and it’s gonna be us.”

Wherever Enka ran off to, he left a hole in his wake. He was a symbol of dignity and respect at Eirei. The students looked to him for guidance, he was like a leader to them. Yozoru felt the impact of his betrayal just as much as the rest, but she couldn’t let it get to her. That’s what the League of Villains wanted them to do: get complacent. They will inevitably take advantage of this vulnerability that has been exposed in hero society. Everyone has to step up, there is no room for waiting.

”Everybody needs to become greater than Zeal.”

In the corner of her eye, she spotted the presence of someone intimidating...Yozoru turned around to see the fourth there behind them. ”Snake-Eyes? Are you here for the recruitment?”

”Yes, I am.” she replied with a smooth, devilish voice.

_{@Lord Indra@Landaus Five-One@BlackMaiden@BlackMaiden@Inertia}

Just Another Hero

I might also add my two cents on the subject of relationships and with what my character is. I do enjoy the references to Gundamn that Kaguya is using in her quirk's design.

My character is Yukimura Shinon:
-Musically Talented in singing and using instruments; Harps and Flutes
-Keeps herself Organized
-Intelligent
-Follows the Guiding Principle of her mother
-Super girly (mostly wears dresses)
-Embarrassed frequently
-Switch Personality (kind, sweet, bubbly, shy or aggressive, competitive, serious)
-A Perfect Model Student @ Eirei (Perfect Attendance, Follows instructions to the letter, etc.)
-Watches Anime in the limited free time she gives herself, every genre, but she only has enough time to watch a single episode.
-Himura DNA inside of her to keep her looking young

Her Quirk is Tidal Wave. Her family is the Yukimura Family, a well-known family, who are retainers to the Himura Family. Also, The Guiding Water Hero: Glaser is Shinon's Mother, the Number 8th Hero.

I think Shinon would praise Kaguya's quirk as impressively cool. All because she follows her mother's principles of guiding others. It is better to use positive connotations when describing other's quirks. Shinon does understand the concept that Kaguya is going for. She's not a hardcore mecha fan like Kaguya, but she can understand where the concept comes from. It's a bit funny, but she hasn't ever played a video game before and would be lost in trying to play any of them.

@Stern Algorithm

@Landaus Five-One

I’ll throw my hat in here about Yozoru

* Has a vested interest in Astronomy as a result of being born with a star in her chest
* Trustworthy
* Respectable grades when it comes to STEM related things (naturally) like space and Astro-tech
*Primary personality traits include emotional intensity, do or die attitude, extroversion and sympathy
*Wears revealing things like fishnets, crop tops and ball shorts because her body doesn’t handle heat well, due to her quirk raising her temperature to a fever temp normally, (she’s used to this of course) basically she always dresses like she’s in Arizona during the summer
*Not exactly well organized, knows where things are but only casually
*huuuuuge lesbian (space is a lesbian, it’s not called a gal-axy for nothing)
*Very proud of herself physically, and treats her body like a temple, because she is the god to which it is devoted. After all, not everyone has neon-violet glowing hair and hydrogen-blue glowing eyes

Just Another Hero

Yozoru

Appropriate Music
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Real Name
Yozoru Hoshi

Alter Ego
The Cosmic Hero: Starstrider

Quirk
Celestial - Mutation | Emitter

In the middle section Yozoru’s chest can be found a gaping, seemingly inorganic hole that holds a glowing sphere that is typically covered up by clothing. That sphere is a blue giant, a star. This star generates cosmic radiation as a normal star would, which would normally be dreadfully harmful to people, but Yozoru’s body relies on it. As a result of this, she is generally a rather energetic and lively girl to be around. On top of that, her body is naturally a bit warmer than most, hovering around 100 Fahrenheit. The star will never truly “go out,” but there are ways of purging its energy to weaken her, such as the hero technique she invented called Cosmic Apotheosis.

Because this star is a part of her body, Yorozu can redirect the cosmic energy coming off of it however she feels is necessary. This principle allows her to fire projectiles of cosmic starlight, or even power purpose built devices, which she does in the form of her hero gear that she describes as the “Engine of Creation.” It’s a fusion-powered harness coupled with medium-grade weight armor at the shoulders and knees, as well as some heavy boots and a helmet and back side thrusters that are manually powered up. Yozoru relies on her quirk for a large portion of combat, more than anything.

Hero Techniques in Order of Power

Shooting Star
The simplest and most basic of her techniques. Yozoru curls a ball of starlight into one hand, compressing it down to the size of a baseball. Ironically, condensing cosmic radiation isn’t very strongly advised, since throwing this ball of light as something results in a rather well-burnt hole, preceded by an explosion.

Hydrogen Slam
Best described as a mile long drop kick, Yozoru kicks her Astro-thrusters into overdrive and inverts her body such that her legs go forward. By channeling starlight into the soles of her boots, successfully landing this attack sends anything not nailed down into the next zip code before they can even blink. This was inspired by a dead hero’s technique known as an Almighty Landslide, but we don’t talk about that here…

Polaris Ward
Similar to the Shooting Star technique, Yozoru spins starlight into a spiraling disc large enough to encompass her body, or anyone behind her, for the purpose of shield. The size of the shield determines how much starlight is concentrated. A larger shield requires more to do its job properly, which is to destroy projectiles first, and deflect them secondly. Yozoru’s preferred method of using this is as a counterattack, swinging a Polaris Ward towards an oncoming attack, and bringing her hand around to transform it into a Shooting Star in the same motion.

Cosmic Apotheosis
The fusion reactor in Yozoru’s suit goes into overdrive. She overloads its systems with energy equal to 120% more than what it’s made for. Doing this results in the Engine of Creation becoming an extension of Yozoru’s star, and therefore, her own body as well. Starlight roils off of her body like heat off the sun, and a piece of the suit opens up like the door to a vault. This door is a window to her star, and opens like the barrel of a cannon. Yozoru releases all of the star’s energy she can get away with at once, resulting in an ultra-long range, self sacrificial beam of stellar devastation. This is a last resort, and is only even considered in the presence of extremely low chances of success, or survival.

Ascension
Paige

Characterization
The righteous and headstrong Yozoru Hoshi of 2B’s second year class is always at the center of the heroic scene. She is a noble and loyal friend in daily life, having an outgoing and take-action attitude about things, but once the Engine of Creation is on, her intensity gets kicked up to 12, and the best foot comes first. Yozoru isn’t afraid to get hurt or into serious trouble, she does what she thinks is right and goes down with transparency when it fails. It doesn’t matter what modern heroics call for: flashy ads, trendy heroes, who cares? Yozoru just wants to send the bad guys reeling and bring as much peace as her determined self is capable of, in her own words, “It’s just the right thing to do. That’s all there is to it.”

Legend
From a young age, Yozoru struggled with her quirk, imagine sapphire-blue solar flares bursting from a child too young to read. Her quirk proved to be a very dangerous one that she needed to learn to control whether she wanted the role of a hero or not. Into middle school she worked herself to the bone to tame the violent, lawless star in her body. When it came time to move on to the next stage of her life, she knew she was leaps and bounds ahead of most as a result of her circumstances. Now, she is in her second year at Eirei Hero Academy, going strong.

Nikushimi

Real Name
Nikushimi “Niku” Shinsetsuna

Alter Ego
The Malicious Hero: Snake Eyes

Quirk
Atrophy - Emitter

Nikushimi’s quirk allows the user to emit a noxious green force that breaks down organic matter, whether it is biological or quirk-based. This substance works similar to thermal energy or atomic energy, it can linger, be picked up or just otherwise transferred from one place to another. This substance which Nikushimi simply calls atromire, penetrates carbon based matter and breaks off protein chains. In short, it induces atrophy. Nikushimi can use this to either kill someone or render them very weak, a side effect of it is also a feeling of fatigue and weakness in your body on top of not being able to use your muscles as strongly. The unfortunate fact is that this is only reversible through exercise. There are a number of ways to apply this, Nikushimi’s favorite way is to channel atromire into a gun she uses for hero work to bury decaying bullets into a distant target. Doing this concentrates the atrophying energy into a smaller area, causing weakness to ensue a lot faster.

The downside to this quirk is that it has the potential to genuinely kill someone. Imagine your heart suffering from Atrophy, or your brain. As a result of this, most of Nikushimi training in school came from learning how to properly weaken a target before hunting them down. While hero work in this society allows for heroes to kill their targets, it’s sometimes best to let them suffer for their crimes instead of giving them an easy way out. That’s Niku’s line of thinking.

Ascension
Paragon - Number 4

Characterization
Vindictive. Jagged. Intense. Intimidating. That’s what most people would describe this pro hero as. The hero called Snake-Eyes has a reputation for being one of the cruelest, albeit most efficient heroes in Japan. The only reason her number isn’t higher is because she is brutal when taking out villains, anyone who respects her will tell you she may not sugar coat her work, but she gets results with zero error. Niku isn’t the most approachable hero by far, preferring to work alone, or in minor gatherings and rarely ever accepts interns in comparison to most heroes. Once you get to know her though, it’s clear she only had this sharp exterior because she takes the professional side of being a hero very seriously. Out on her job, people who witness her take down villains often regard her as being somewhat cruel in her captures, especially when she pulls out a gun and fires a pale-green bullet at a fleeing enemy. Regardless, she can actually be quite enjoyable to be around, when she’s not doing her job to protect the people of Japan.

Outside of hero work, Niku is quite content with indulging herself, drinking some rare alcohol, flirting with the other women in the pro hero scene, namely the dashing Penrose...and diving into news for gossip, to name a few. Generally, she’s a very confident and assertive woman, and always treats herself and those who deserve it like a queen. At the very least, she’s just downright intimidating to people who just met her. Towards fans, her gruff exterior turns into a warm, shark-toothed smile that says “I could snap you in half, but you’re cute. I like you.” A total girlboss, as one might describe her. Nikushimi can either be your most lovely acquaintance, or your worst nightmare.

Legend
Always preferring a more self-confident and bare-bones approach to hero work, Nikushimi was accepted into Eirei on a recommendation from her middle school, but always had a thorny side to her. It was easy to pin her as just a “hero bitch” until you got to know her. Early into her hero studies at Eirei she pushed for support weapons to channel her quirk, spawning the iconic “Jade Death” she uses to remove villains from society with. Training in a school environment with a live, custom made firearm was unsettling for a lot of classmates, but her teachers learned to appreciate her no-nonsense attitude during scenario training where she viciously disabled training robots limb-by-limb. To quote her former teacher, “Nikushimi is often viewed as being unpleasant, she’s only unpleasant when you’re at the end of that weapon she wields.”

Evergaze

Real Name
REDACTED

Aliases
Evergaze

Kensaku Subete

Quirk
All-Seeing - Accumulation

Kensaku’s quirk allows his five senses to perceive everything around him in an unnaturally large distance with near impossible accuracy. He can detect the slightest movement and determine exactly where it happened up to a kilometer away. This applies to all of his senses, sight, hearing, touch, and so on. As long as Kensaku is conscious, nothing will ever get past him. This is very simple, but absolutely invaluable to anyone who needs discretion to act, such as the League of Villains, making him crucial to many operations at the center of the villain world. The only real way to counter Kensaku’s quirk is to find him and damage his senses - such as gouging his eyes out - but you’ll never get the drip on him unless he’s unconscious, and he is never found asleep.

While Kensaku’s quirk is great to have, it requires each of his senses to be in a usable circumstance; he can technically see everything perfectly up to a kilometer away, but only if there is enough distance. Kensaku can hear footsteps through several hundred walls, but he cannot see through them. This has resulted in him developing a method of “remembering” who he is detecting. No one without the All-Seeing quirk would notice this, but to Kensaku, everything has a particular, distinct atmosphere around them that makes them stand out among each other. Everyone’s footsteps make a different sound, their heartbeat a different vibration. This means that even if Kensaku cannot lay eyes upon somebody, it is still very possible to pick them out among vast crowds, making him even nastier to be up against in situations.

Characterization
Member of the Inner Five, right hand man of the Godfather himself, Mr. Ryukazuki, and the man who you find to get things done. Kensaku is loyal to the only soul superior to him first, and the laws of the world second. He is the archetype of the smooth, cool, charming and attractive eye candy who you can never truly understand. Putting his quirk aside, he is always reading everyone he comes across, if for nothing more than his own amusement. Kensaku never fails to please his master, taking on the operations that require the coldest heart and the cleanest executions, literally and figuratively. He appears on the surface to be little more than a pandering villain without any goals, but the League is all he’s ever known.

Kensaku is the one who Ryukazuki can trust with anything and find peace in knowing he will never be crossed. The League’s darkest secrets, the most dreadful tasks, it’s all the same to the man who sees everything, and his skill set makes him invaluable, as an informant, an executioner, a representative, or otherwise. He is right beside the center of it all, and that is all he needs in life.

Legend
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