Chapter 2: Chapter 2: First contact with Midoriya.
Midoriya Izuku is a little Japanese boy with green hair and eyes, and freckles on his face that only emphasize his innocence when he is not crying on the floor in front of his supposed best friend, Bakugo Katsuki.
"I TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU, DEKU! THE QUIRKLESS ARE JUST USELESS AND YOU SHOULD LEAVE ME ALONE!" shouted Bakugo with a strong anger in his voice.
His hands had little flashes that made noises similar to firecrackers, he was blatantly using his quirk in the park while clearly acting like a little bully.
There were no adults around, and if there were, why intervene? The neighborhood knew that Bakugo had a powerful quirk worthy of a future "hero," and it was only a matter of time. On the other hand, the other boy was just a useless ninja who wasn't worth much.
Midoriya could only wipe away his tears and get up from the ground, he had several scratches on his arms and face, but he would only tell his mother that he got them playing with his friends. Although he was a crybaby, he was too smart and mature for his age to understand that telling his mother about the things Bakugo or his cronies had done to him would make her feel even more guilty than she already did.
Even though he didn't understand why people despised him so much for being quirky, it didn't dampen the flame in his heart, he wanted to be a hero! That's why he had begun to analyze the quirks of the heroes he saw in the news, as well as those around him.
He even figured out how his mother could have become an excellent hero with her weak telekinesis if she had wanted to in her youth.
But that didn't change what he suffered every day, it didn't change that even though he didn't understand many things, he had begun to feel not only sad or desolate, but rather with anger. But he was too pure to understand what anger was, he had only seen Bakugo's or his mother's anger when he did something wrong, but not anger, that annoying anger that wanted to explode inside him.
Life is a little fucked up, no, it's really fucked up when it gets ugly and things seem to want to suppress you like Buddha to Sun Wukong, but sometimes we need a little push, a very delicate one, and for Midoriya Izuku, that came in the form of a comment on the Internet.
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"Come on Emilia, the best way to understand your whole body is to feel pain all over your body, to know what it can and can't do, to test your absolute limits and see how you can get around them," said the blonde woman in a lab coat with a tablet in her hand as she watched her daughter.
Her daughter, Emilia, was constantly being hit by dense steel balls shot from all over the room. She had to move, to dodge, to test the limits of her body until she broke and put herself back together again, she had to do her best or she would suffer worse than just physical punishment.
Her mind was focused, even though the pain in her body was overwhelming, her willpower pushed her harder and harder, even if she could only dodge some of the balls and the others hit her, she had to keep doing it.
Her body covered in blood, scrapes and bruises was an incredible sight to anyone, but not to her mother, who constantly monitored her progress and prevented her from giving less than she had already given.
"Keep your breathing steady, keep your senses focused, try to feel your muscles and control them to do what you want, you own your body, its limits are not yours, so start throwing them away," her cold voice could only be answered by the dense noise of the metal balls crashing against the floor, the walls and her daughter's body.
She knew Emilia had heard her because she noticed an improvement, her daughter's body was obviously superior to those of mere humans, her strength, speed, reflexes, defense and endurance were something someone else might be proud of, but not her, not her daughter and obviously she couldn't aim any lower.
You would think that Emilia would be like Shoto Todoroki, hating her mother for training her to levels that were already direct physical abuse, but no, she liked the feeling of improvement and control, she felt that every time she was hit it was just a reminder that she could do better and she was, she was doing much better.
She didn't have to worry about her injuries, her mother wouldn't train her so brutally if there wasn't a way to heal her daughter to an optimal state, it wasn't really the flaming redhead, her interest wasn't just to make Emilia strong, she wanted to polish her, make her shine, and most of all, make her a goddess.
When the constant throwing of metal balls stopped, a man entered the training room. He was a tall, stocky man with a neatly groomed pink mane. He wore a lab coat similar to Emilia's mother's, this man was the reason this woman had gone so far.
"Heal her well Marcus, but let her feel the pain, it will be useful for her meditation session," the woman ordered as she left the room without even looking at her daughter lying on the floor, she was very focused on her tablet, thinking of new ways to make her daughter better.
"As you wish, Mistress Selena," Marcus replied as he walked over to Emilia, not a weak and bruised girl breathing heavily in his eyes, but an angel, a deity in need of his services.
Marcus knelt beside Emilia and began to whisper something the girl did not understand, though her mature mind knew why. In some strange way, a cult of her person had begun to develop among some of the colony's members, something disturbing if we didn't know the main ability of his quirk, which was mental contamination.
It seems that not only her mother was mad, but that this madness had begun to spread a bit, the scary thing is that this kind of devotion was a very rational one, not a blind faith, not a manipulation of her mind or anything like that, it was voluntary.
They saw the potential in Emilia and wanted to push it to the limit, that's why Marcus was so devoted, he was the one who healed the girl every day and saw all the inhuman efforts she made with her constant exercises and challenges.
Soon a pink flame covered Emilia's body, Marcus could have taken away the hot sensation, but he left it at Selena's previous request, his daughter should have known it was pain and she should have overcome it, so every day the poor girl should feel like being burned while her wounds healed.
When the flames died down, they left a fully recovered Emilia, but she was still stained with her own blood, her body trembling from the pain that still lingered, not only from being burned alive, but from the pain of the previous training.
She quickly sat down, crossed her legs, and began to meditate. Meditation served to calm her, focus her senses, sharpen her will, and try to completely control her body.
She did this after every exercise, training, fight and learning, it served to calm her nerves, ease the pain and strengthen her progress. Without meditation, he would not have been able to control her quirk and endure the daily torture and stress he endured.
"Mom wants me to completely master my body and mind, it reminds me of many anime and novels I've read, but I don't know why, the realms of refinement from this particular Chinese novel are more in line with me right now," Emilia sighed after finishing her meditation.
She was only six years old and it had only been a year since she had started her training, but it felt like an eternity to her, yet she was grateful that she had been born in the Mars colony and not on Earth.
"Imagine not being able to use the advanced technology here, or not being able to eat the super food... how can a cherry-sized tomato be so tasty!" she said, drooling as she touched her growling stomach, but before she ate she had to bathe.
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While enjoying a sumptuous meal to recharge her batteries, Emilia browsed the Internet from her tablet, which emitted a holographic display to enhance her visualization. Why was there Internet on Mars? Nanomachines, son... well, no, but quantum communication is a cool thing, even if you don't understand what it is and how it works, you can know that it allows you to watch your five-legged kitty videos anywhere in the solar system.
Looking at her favorite cat videos, she was recommended a video of the hero All Might, she had seen some before but hadn't cared that much, but this time she clicked on it, realizing that this was the video of Midoriya Izuku that he used to play all the time when he was a kid.
Emilia didn't know where she was in the canon until she looked up information about Yaoyorozu Momo, the daughter of the Yaoyorozu, who was the same age as her, about 6 years old. She also knew that enrollment in the UA was only possible at the age of 15, not 14 as in the original canon, which honestly gave our protagonist much more time to improve.
While listening to the video, he started reading the comments, wanting to see how All Might's fans idolized him, until he found one comment in particular.
[I wish All Might would save me from all the people who make fun of me for being Quirkless, tell them that I'm not worthless, that I'm not just Deku, that I can be a hero too...].
The responses to this comment were full of trolls, mockery, and derogatory remarks, but Emilia was a bit taken aback. Deku was a derogatory word as far as she knew, but she also knew that it was the nickname of the protagonist of MHA.
She quickly entered that person's profile, it was the profile of a little boy who uploaded all shaky videos of his All Might figures, he had few views and the comments available were partly All Might fans or insults to his Quirkless status.
She left him a comment, one that made the two become good friends and drastically changed Midoriya Izuku's fate ever since.
[If you want to be a real hero, you don't need a quirk, you need yourself, and you need me, I can help you fulfill your dreams, just write to me at **********]
A smile appeared on Emilia's face, who quickly opened a blank document where she wrote down the things she would focus on for the next nine years to come: The Realms of Refinement.
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