September 21st, 2401 (Midnight)
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[Kazuyuki]
"I'm sorry, Kazuyuki. I tried everything. But alas, it seems that our dream of creating the next greatest game is finally cut short."
"But Kaito, what about the project–!"
"The new upper management, man. The fuckers above us are one of those xenophobic bastards!"
Kaito sighed deeply before putting his hands over his face, clutching it in frustration. His brown, straight hair was now frazzled into a messy chaos due to the stress coming from this.
"Years of hardworks and passions had all been drowned into the sea. The files, all of them, were deleted thanks to the current management! Worse of all, one of them is the son of the mayor, THE FUCKING MAYOR–!"
"Mayor Bandō has a son?!" I frantically asks him.
"Yes! Turns out, his family lives in the United States yet his son, Rei, decided to come to our country and take over this entire company after graduating from some cushy college or whatever. Either way, there's nothing we can do. Even if we take this shit to court, his father may very well bribe the court into giving that brat a slap on the wrist! Not to mention..."
He doesn't complete his sentence, and he doesn't need to. It's more than obvious as to how people in this country react to our problem.
Apathy.
Indifference.
Amusement.
And laughter.
Cruel and mocking laughter.
All towards us, whom they oh so generously called Tainted Ones.
Ever since I was born with a heteromorphic quirk that permanently makes me a living, breathing Mewtwo from Pokemon, I've been a subject of ridicule and hate throughout my life. The kids would most often pushed me around like a balloon, the adults would either looked the other way or gaslit me into thinking that it's my fault for all of this, and many, MANY other things that are too horrible for me to relive once again.
Similarly, Kaito had his fair share of hardships throughout his own life up until now. Though in his case, it was due to him being born a Quirkless. I remember the day I first met him; he was found lying on the ground, bruised and bloodied, while a sign that said "Tainted One, BEWARE!!" was lying on top of him.
And then comes today.
This company were once a safe haven for me and my folks; the previous boss was a kind-hearted man who generosity had allowed us to be able to not only got us a real job but also a place that we felt belonged. But ever since he died protecting one of our co-workers from the mob....
Everything hadn't been a same since.
As I finally taken in what Kaito had said to me, I looked over all of the concept arts I made for our passion project as something inside me
cracks.
We truly have no place in this stupid circus of a nation–
<Analysing chosen host...>
<Designation: Kazuyuki Higa>
<Host Species: confirmed to be of homo sapien sapien>
<Presence of Quirk Gene: Present. Further research of "quirk gene" will be later....>
<Quirk: Mewtwo (Heteromorphic).>
<Crisis Point: High (89%)>
<Begin Protocol....>
<Daydreamer/Noble>
<Powerset to be provided: Pocket Reality Manipulation>
<WARNING: Bestowal of high-level powerset with little to no restrictions may lead to host's body and soul to undergo deterioration!>
<Recalibrating for solution...>
<Solution is found>
<Initiating biological and spiritual enhancements for further precision, reduction of neurological and psychological damages, and immunity to the existential weight of the powerset>
<COMPLETE>
<Additional powerset to be provided: enhanced creativity, minor physiological boost, minor boost in existing ability, and tinker package focusing on factory production>
[DESTINATION]
[AGREEMENT]
[TRAJECTORY]
[AGREEMENT]
"–KAZU! KAZU, WAKE UP!"
"H-huh, w-what happen–!
"There's no time to explain! We need to run now!"
To be continued