My Hero Academia: Scars Heroes Quanyue

"Quanyue... Quanyue... Don't sleep, wake up quickly." In a trance, it seemed to have had a long dream. In the dream, there was a dark area around the snow, except for white and black. Quanyue found herself standing barefoot in the snow as if a lifetime away.

Someone continued to call his name, "Quanyue. Quanyue don't sleep." Several figures appeared in front of them, each of them standing barefoot in shrouds. Quanyue watched carefully, his eyes widened, and he finally saw the person in front, "Old... ancestor."

The elders he had met in his dreams.

"Dad, uncle and grandpa..." Father Quan Yue Changsuo stood quietly behind the ancestor, the blood on his face falling drop by drop. Quanyue stepped forward and stood for a while, and the ancestor said, "Xiao Ye, come here."

"Old ancestors."

"Come here." All this is too magical. Quanyue's consciousness still stayed at the moment of being occupied by severe pain. The ancestor brought Quanyue to his side and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Pain is definitely painful. Quanyue looked at his hand, he was surprised to find that all the scars on his hand were gone. The ancestor touched his head lovingly and said, "Is it surprised?"

Quanyue nodded.

The ancestor looked at his only remaining blood and said, "Should I tell a story?" Quanyue took the ancestor by the hand, he looked at the elders behind the ancestor and nodded.

"A long, long time ago, there were two children in a family. One of them had a quirk, and the other had no quirk. In that era, those with quirks could become strong, while those without quirks were standard. The weak." The ancestor said: "The two brothers have a good relationship. The strong protects the weak, and the weak supports the strong."

Isn't this good? Quanyue guessed that this story is definitely not simple.

The old ancestor said: "When the brothers were seventeen years old. The most powerful man came to them and gave them a chance to fulfill their dreams. The weak chose strength, and the strong chose love." Quanyue Yingying Yoyo guessed the ending, he listened to the story attentively.

"The weak gained power, but unexpectedly got the love that the strong crave. But the strong lost nothing because of the loss of power." The ancestor thought of something, he smiled, "Xiao Ye, I always felt power before I got power. It's a good thing."(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

"Old ancestor..." Quanyue looked at the ancestor and said, "So what about the original strong?"

"He probably hated me all the time." The old ancestor said: "But he didn't know that after he got the power, I couldn't use it smoothly, and even died young because it didn't belong to me." The ancestor took Quanyue with him. Walking in the snow, he asked, "Do you know why I tell this story?"

Quanyue hesitated, and guessed: "Want to cherish the present?"

"Don't ask for something that doesn't suit you." The Quanyue family's house appeared in front of the two, and white snow piled up on the wooden words "Quanyue" in the falling snow. The ancestors and many elders greeted Quanyue to come in. The house was covered with snow, and brand-new fabrics hung on the curtains. It doesn't look like a modern decoration style, but it has a trace of the majesty of the ancient family.

"The same goes for your quirk. I know what's going on but I'm still demanding power that doesn't suit me." The old ancestor took Quanyue into the house, sat down, and poured tea for him, "What belongs to you is yours. Can't walk or run. You are too impatient."

Quanyue knew that what he had done was not in line with the wishes of the elders, but he did not regret it in his heart. Damn those crimes! Killing these crimes, even if worthy of their own lives, will have no regrets or regrets. He was thinking about saying something to his ancestor, and he was beaten by his father immediately.

"Old ancestors speak, listen carefully."

The ancestor waved his hand and asked Quanyue to drink tea. He said, "Xiao Ye, what do you think of quirk?"

The topic jumped a bit quickly, Quanyue speculated for a long time and cautiously said: "The quirk is a function of the human body and cannot exceed the capacity of the body. Then the quirk has its own upper limit, and it feels like it is a part of our human body..."

"Yeah. Go on."

"Quirk, I think he is a self-protection mechanism." Quanyue held back for a long time and couldn't say it. The old ancestor asked: "If quirk is a physical function, then forcibly taking the quirk that doesn't belong to you, it is like adding an extra heart to yourself. And Xiaoye, you can say that the heart is a motor, and you forcibly speed up the tricycle. To sports cars. It’s an unnatural situation."

Quanyue knew he was educating himself. But it was much softer than his father Quan Yue Changsuo's education. "Actually, you said it was a protection mechanism, it is not quite right. If it is a protection mechanism, the Quanyue family has always changed one life for another..." The ancestor said more and more quietly, putting down his teacup, "Forget it. Xiao Ye ,come here."

Quanyue obediently stepped forward. The ancestor looked into his eyes and said: "There are many quirks in the world. Some of each quirk existed at birth, some did not appear until they were five or six years old, and some did not explode until they became adults. , And even more people don’t discover their quirk until they are old."

"The ancestors..."

"Okay, let's go back." After the ancestor finished speaking, Quanyue was no longer in the old house of Quanyue's house. A lonely group of dead people surrounded the ancestors. Quan Yue Changsuo asked: "Did the ancestor tell him the matter?"

The ancestor looked at his hand, and he said: "I don't know. I didn't seem to have said it after I said it." He looked at the snow scene outside and muttered: "I hope he doesn't know it all the time."

In Qingsong City Hospital, outside the intensive care unit, Yazuki Inuichiro stood outside the glass door to look at the teenager inside after paying the fee. Qing Yuan was standing next to him with a bag of oranges. He observed that the young master looked ugly and asked, "Young master?"

"I'm fine."

You don't look like you are all right. Qing Yuan thought in her heart, but said no more. Yazuki Inuichiro looked for a while, lowered his head and rubbed the ground with his feet, and said, "Let's go. Let me arrange some things with me."

"Little Lord."

"Go and bring the Wutian Dog back."

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