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2960

Akari was born.

She had green eyes and familiar purple hair, and was so small .

Izuku was terrified. They displayed enough power to level an Earth city on a daily basis, and here was this tiny adorable creature. He had absolute control of his strength, but now he was extra careful whenever he was near his daughter.

His daughter . Huh. 

Despite this, Izuku loved holding her. The tiny bundle of green in his arms was so light that he barely felt her, yet at the same time every shift made him so happy. Akari seemed to like being held by Aurora a bit more, but Izuku didn't hold that against her. Aurora was amazing after all.

The kind people at the palace were extremely helpful in what they needed to raise a baby. They even had guidebooks!

Izuku missed being able to sleep in though. Besides them, there was no one else on Earth making any noise. But now, midnight wails were a constant. Akari was so loud . 

How did her small lungs even do that?

3010

Akari was unfortunately, old enough to attend school. 

Gods didn't put their children into any kind of preschool like humans, raising them at home for the early stage of their life. After age 50, the school system progressed in a rank system. The ranks didn't have a set time that each student had to take them for, instead students progressed at their own rate and tested out whenever they were ready. It was a flexible system. The tenth rank was specialized and usually the longest, depending on whatever career the student wanted to go into.

Neither of them had known how she would age, being half human and half goddess. But according to Aurora, she seemed to age just as much as a normal baby god; currently at 50 Akari resembled a human toddler. 

Divine life was quite long compared to humans. Izuku had thought about this before, yet so much time had passed he was now on the other side of the equation. 

Records he had read showed the Human lifespan was constantly increasing, currently at an average of maybe 100(ignoring healing/age related quirks). An entire human's life could go by in the time it took Izuku's daughter to become a teenager. 

If humanity came back, it would probably be depressing watching them die so fast. Izuku winced, shoving the thought deep under. 

He couldn't remember the old Izuku-or as it makes more sense to call him- the young Izuku. To him, the 18 years he had spent alive must have felt like an eon. The difference between him and his past self was strange to think about.

Young Izuku had green hair. Izuku supposed it matched his eyes, but anything other than snow white was almost impossible to imagine now-

A small head slumped onto his shoulder, bringing him out of his thoughts. Izuku glanced at the now unconscious girl next to him, passed out on the couch. Foundations of Mana And It's Usage rested on her lap, the book still lying open.

Thinking was a big part of him, and if he wasn't stopped Izuku might keep thinking and thinking until the paths diverged and curved into each other.

There were more important things to him now than the past though.

Izuku placed her book on the table in front of him, sliding a glowing bookmark into it. Gently he picked up his daughter, walking up the stairs.

"Dad?"

Izuku looked down, seeing her start to stir. "Yeah? We're going up to your room."

"I'm not t-tired" Akari slurred drowsily in protest, eyes half open.

"Uh-huh. Of course not." 

Izuku tucked Akari in with her green covers, watching his daughter fight back a yawn.

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?" Izuku asked.

Akari nodded, purple hair trailing the motion. "W-What if the other gods don't like me because I'm a demigod? Or I'm not smart enough? The other gods are going to already have m-magic and everything..."

Izuku smiled softly. She rambled when she was nervous, just like Aurora. He carefully reached out, brushing back the hair that had fallen over her eyes.

"Akari, classes haven't even started and you're already reading about mana. You're going to do amazing, you're a genius." Izuku said, putting every ounce of his sincerity behind the words. And she would; Akari had that same drive he did to discover things, to learn about them. Akari loved reading even more than Izuku, something that made him ridiculously happy. 

"And being a demigod just makes you special, right?"

Akari beamed at him. "Yeah." 

Izuku smiled back, soft.

"You should rest now, you'll have to get up early." Izuku kissed her on the forehead, giving Akari a final glance before closing the door lightly behind him.

Aurora got home two hours later, exhausted. There was a teleportation point directly in their living room, so they didn't have to go to the beach and back every time they visited Heaven.

Aurora's required duties as the princess weren't too bad, but she did have to attend meetings. Meetings which dragged on with debates. Izuku let her vent as he half hugged her on the couch. 

"How's she? Big day tomorrow." Aurora asked, leaning into him.

"I think she's okay now. I talked to her, she was pretty worried-" Izuku rubbed small circles on her back, and she murmured appreciatively.

"Ah yes, worrying. Akari gets that from you." Aurora nodded sagely.

"-and was rambling, just like you do." Izuku finished.

"What? I don't ramble. No clue what you mean."

Izuku stared at her blankly. 

"Okay, maybe I've rambled before." Aurora admitted. "What did you tell Akari?"

"That she was amazing and is going to do great." 

Aurora smiled, warm. "Yeah. She will."

"Akari's going to outpace all of them, watch."

"Izuku, it's not a competition-"

"The other kids won't stand a chance ."

3072

Akari's magic came in. 

Izuku had met Aurora when her magic was fully developed, and lacked the skill to truly understand when he received his own. Seeing Akari's mana slowly grow over years was beautiful, like a blooming flower. 

Her mana was a pure white, and she almost seemed born for light magic. Aurora showed her how to make a simple ball of light, patiently guiding her through the process of using mana. 

Akari's grin didn't fade for weeks.

She was already at the fourth rank in her education, ahead of most students her age. Despite how proud he was, Izuku was careful not to pressure her into advancing, letting Akari set her own pace. 

Divine education covered many subjects, with more course options the higher rank you were. Mandatory classes included academics along with hand to hand combat and mana foundations. After getting their mana after about a century, gods could take Mana Application to actually learn to use magic. 

Despite her inital worries, Akari absolutely loved school. The only class she didn't like was History, and honestly Izuku didn't blame her. Gods had far, far more history than humans did.

Izuku lifted himself up, pausing in his one armed handstand to check on Akari. She was drawing something intricate across the room, eyes narrowed in concentration. Her pen tapped against her chin, debating something as she hunched over her desk. 

"Homework?" Izuku asked. 

Akari sighed. "Yeah. Runes." 

Izuku tilted his head, long used to the feeling of all the blood rushing to it. "I thought you loved Runes?"

"I do, but right now this just..." Akari glared down at the paper in front of her. "...isn't working." 

"Maybe you need a break?" Izuku suggested.

Akari placed the pen flat on her desk, watching him move up and down curiously. She wandered over, plopping down in front of him on the soft carpet. Akari struggled to lift herself up into a handstand, her eyes twinkling at him when she managed to stay upright.

"You know, this isn't really what I meant by taking a break."

Akari's arms bent, straining as her head approached the ground then lifted up again. "It's a change of pace."

"Whatever works for you I guess." Izuku gave the upside down equivalent of a shrug.

They trained for a while, as Izuku worked through the end of his routine. Akari kept pace as well as she could.

"Your stamina is pretty good." 

Akari rolled her eyes. "You're not even sweating, and you've been doing this for hours on one arm."

"Akari, I've been doing pushups for like 800 years. You're fine."

The demigod scrunched her nose. "Ha, old." 

"I'm not old!" Izuku protested.

"That sounds like something an old person would say." 

Izuku sighed dramatically. "Children, they grow up to be so cruel."

"I'm not a child." Akari insisted.

"You're not?"

"I'm 112 years old." 

"A baby, really." 

Akari pouted, making her look adorable. Her arms were starting to shake from effort of holding herself up.

"C-Can I join you on your sacred routines?" Akari asked.

Izuku glanced at her. "Sacred?"

"I've watched you do it my entire life." Akari panted. "I can't even remember you missing a day either. By now I have the workout memorized. I asked a long time ago, but...but you said I couldn't."

Akari's arms gave out, and she tumbled onto her back. Izuku pushed off his hand, sitting down next to her as she tried to catch her breath.

"Of course you can." Izuku answered. 

Akari blinked. "Really?."

"I didn't want you to do it before because you were young, and could have hurt yourself." Izuku shrugged. "My daily routine is something special to me, but of course I would love to share it with you. We'd work up slowly, adding to it like I did."

Her eyes were wide. "You're going to train me?"

"Well yeah, why wouldn't-"

Izuku was cut off by a hug that hit him like a tidal wave.

3090

Akari turned out to have an innate ability for reinforcement magic as well. Izuku enjoyed passing on his skills, and his daughter was an incredibly fast learner. Part of it was that she had someone to properly teach her unlike him, but beyond that she just adapted to new information quickly.

Light and reinforcement magic paired well together. Akari could enhance anything she made, since it was easier to flow mana into mana constructions over actual objects. 

Izuku preferred to hold their sessions on Earth, with almost pure silence. 

A forest was the perfect place to practice magic- mana was everywhere around them, in the trees, plants, and soil beneath them.

Akari's eyes squinted shut in concentration as her palm rested on a fallen tree. Her snow white mana flowed into the wood, gathering around her hand before spreading up through the branches. Izuku lightly poked the dead tree, seeing her enhancement hold firm.

"You're getting good at this." Izuku commented.

Akari smiled under the praise. "It's kinda hard, sustaining mana over something this big. Who taught you all of this stuff, anyway?"

Izuku shrugged. "Aurora showed me the basics, but most of it is just trial and error." 

Izuku lifted his hand, twisting purple strands of air into a swirling ball. The wind sphere floated above his palm.

"Took me a while to do anything weird like this. I pushed the idea of 'enhancement' so far, it turned into 'manipulation'." Izuku let the wind dissipate. "Really, I think your time would be a lot better spent on other magic." 

"Fascinating." 

Izuku startled at the sudden voice behind him, his staff in his hands instantly as he spun. 

He had grown quite comfortable in his ability to sense mana. Not only was it excellent in combat, but to someone barely used to people, knowing who was around him was essential.

Yet this woman didn't seem to give off any mana at all. 

"If I didn't know any better, I would think that was wind magic...yet instead the air itself is becoming more durable as you reinforce it into shape. There isn't any visible effort on your part either, how remarkable..." Green eyes glanced around him rapidly as the blonde's words turned into incomprehensible muttering.

Izuku blinked. "Thanks?" 

"Sensei? What are you doing here?" Akari asked from behind him. Izuku relaxed seeing that she knew the strange character, slinging his staff over his back. 

The goddess pushed up her glasses, snapping out of her thoughts. "Sorry, I get lost thinking about magic sometimes. I'm Loki, and I teach every magic class at Arcadia. I've been wanting to meet you." 

Izuku shook the offered hand, a little concerned. "I'm Izuku. You said you teach...every magic class?" Arcadia was a massive school, and Izuku distinctly remembered the crowd of students whenever he dropped Akari off.

In response two more Loki's materialized next to the original, seemingly perfect replicas. Her mana suddenly emerged from however it had been hidden with a green glow, surrounding all three Lokis. The clones happily waved at him and Akari before vanishing.

Amazing.

"I can teach multiple classes like this, it's incredibly useful. That's part of why I'm here, actually!" Loki said cheerfully. She roamed into her bag for a few moments before pulling out a bright pink envelope. Izuku carefully opened it, curious. Green eyes scanned the paper, growing more and more incredulous. 

"Dad, what is it?" Akari asked, trying to read over his shoulder.

"You're offering me a job? " Izuku stared at her in disbelief. 

"Yep! As a magic instructor at Arcadia. As the only other magic teacher, help would be great!"

"Is this a joke?" 

"Nope."

"I'm a human though, right?" 

Loki shrugged. "You're considered an adult by godly standards, and have a ridiculously good grasp on magic theory. Plus, you're litterally the Prince."

"I can only use reinforcement magic though." Izuku pointed out. 

"I've heard from the Royal Library you've researched a number of the other types anyway. And reinforcement magic is part of the curriculum. I came here to see what kind of person you were before making this offer, but from what I saw it's clear that you love teaching!" Loki finished brightly.

He didn't exactly need a job, being a prince. There were also no bills to pay on an abandoned Earth. But teaching would definitely be a new experience, an interesting one. And Izuku wouldn't have to worry about Akari, since she would be in school at the same time he was. 

"Sure." Izuku answered finally. "But only if you teach me how you hid your mana earlier." 

Loki grinned.

That's how Izuku found himself walking into a classroom full of children a month later.

Thirty pairs of eyes snapped to him instantly. Izuku took in the large space, staring back at rows of confused yet curious faces. Why had he thought this was a good idea?

"Hello everyone. I'll be teaching courses on magic from now on. My name is Izuku, so just call me that or Sensei I guess..." Izuku spelled his name in the air. The words traced under his finger, lighting up with purple mana. 

Izuku opened his mouth to continue, but then a hand shot up from near the front in a burst of motion. Izuku blinked at the girl, confused. Did she have a question? He hadn't even started teaching yet!

"Yes...?" Izuku asked. The redhead seemed to be about Akari's age.

"What did you just do? Also you're the prince, right? I've seen you on the holoscreen! Are you going to teach this course? That would be so cool! Or are you subbing for Loki-sensei? I hope she's okay..."

The girl suddenly stopped in her verbal barrage, cheeks flushing.

"What's your name?" 

"Velocitia" She murmured, embarrassed. "Sorry Izuku-sama, I'm just really curious."

Izuku smiled at her. "Curiosity will take you far. What I just did was reinforcement magic. I am the prince, yes, I've married into the royal family. I'm not sure when you would have seen me, though I do go out in public from time to time. I'm not subbing in for Loki, I'm a new magic instructor that will be taking over some of her classes." He glanced around the room, seeing most of them listening intently. 

"You guys can ask me questions at any time, just wait till I call on you and tell me your name first." 

A hand raised near the back.

"I'm Perseus. Reinforcement magic enhances tools and weapons, right? So how did you manifest words out of nothing, Izuku-sama?" The boy asked. 

Izuku winced at the honorific. "Please, call me sensei. 'Sama' feels quite odd."

"Sorry, Izuku-sensei."

"Reinforcement magic does enhance solid objects, correct. But applying this to liquids and gasses will let you harden and manipulate them." As Izuku spoke, the air around the room slowly shifted. His reinforcement took hold, and the students gazed around them in wonder as purple threads levitated their pens, flew past them, and formed into shapes. The room was filled with light dancing above their heads. He ended his little show with the strands floating up, disappearing as his mana left the air. "Like so."

The way they stared at him in pure awe made him grin. Impressing adults was one thing, but nothing compared to the feeling of broadening the world of a child.

"How come we've never heard of anyone doing this with reinforcement magic before?" Perseus asked, eyes wide. 

"Because no one put this much time into developing it before me." Izuku replied simply. "And that's what I'm here to teach you. How to learn to push your magic into something new, something wonderful ." 

The lesson went far better than Izuku had ever expected, his new students absorbing information like sponges. He felt himself relax, growing used to the attention and enjoying how natural it all felt. 

The bell seemed to ring far too early.

3092

With a mischievous smile, Loki raised her hands once again. In an instant, the feeling of her mana was gone. 

It was like there was a void of space. Izuku could see her, and knew the goddess was in front of him. But at the same time, his honed mana sense told him he was alone, that there was nothing there. 

Even knowing about it, the ability was terrifying.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Loki said dryly, mana popping back into existence.

Even after centuries, Izuku couldn't stop muttering. 

"Why did you make some of these techniques by the way? None of it is offensive, but it's really clever."

Loki paused, smile fading, and Izuku quickly reassured. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

Loki's voice held firm. "It's fine, Izuku. There was...a war a long time ago. How well versed are you on our history?"

"I've been going through some of it, but the amount of events in divine history is incredible. Did...Did you fight in it?" Izuku asked carefully.

"Something like that." Loki glanced down at her hands. "I'm not much of a fighter. But I wanted to help, so-"

"Were you a spy?" 

"Yep. Got secrets, plans. General chaos. They gave me a title actually, the 'Trickster'. Being able to change my form was invaluable. However, it's useless unless my mana is hidden as well. So this was my solution: Void."

"You know, you're a lot better at naming things than I am." Izuku commented.

It earned him a small smile. "I've heard. Akari says all your technique names are ridiculous."

"Wow. That traitor ."

Loki laughed, and a bit of the darkness in her eyes faded. He was glad for it.

"Ready to try Void again?" She asked.

Izuku nodded, focusing on the feeling of mana inside of him. The familiar energy rose to meet him, but that wasn't what he wanted for once. He tried to suppress his mana, pushing it further down inside of him. 

"Anything?" He asked.

"Nope." 

Izuku frowned. What was he doing wrong here? He had been at this for months.

Probably noticing his disappointment, Loki started to reassure him. "It's fine, don't worry if you don't get it right away-"

Using magic was about embracing your mana, letting it grow and guiding it. What he was attempting to do was the opposite, so he expected it to be hard. Yet there hadn't been any progress at all; according to Loki his presence hadn't twitched.

"-not even sure how I do it, and my magic is perfect for this stuff-"

So then he was going about this the wrong way. Suppressing his mana meant hiding it deeper in himself. It would still be there though, and manipulating his mana like that would only make his presence more obvious. 

"-so it might take you a while. You never told me why you wanted me to teach you this anyway...Hey wait, are you even listening?"

Loki invented this technique, but the amount of instinct and personal mana use meant that explaining how it worked was hard. But when she used it, her mana seemed to be completely gone , not diminished. It was so simple, Izuku wondered how he hadn't thought of it before.

"Got it."

Loki blinked. "What-"

Izuku let his purple mana pass through his circuits, pushing it out through his body. But instead of flowing it into the air, he let it run through existence itself, filling into the space around him.

Kensei came to mind, his blade carving into reality like butter. That strange emptiness the slashes opened was what Izuku aimed for. 

And Izuku could feel his own presence vanish, suddenly unable to sense himself for the first time. He glanced down at his palms with a smile, the feeling strange yet fun.

In contrast, everything around him seemed to burst into his awareness. Izuku couldn't do any magic with his mana woven into reality, but with his mana touching his surroundings his mana sensing had improved by leaps and bounds. He could feel every tree around him and their shapes, every fallen stick and hidden rock. Izuku had never known the ground beneath his feet, Earth , this clearly before.

Loki's jaw dropped. Izuku noticed that she stood out, a beacon of green mana the shade of her eyes. If he looked at Amaterasu like this, he would probably go blind instantly.

Loki closed her mouth with an amused sigh. "You really are a genius."

Izuku grinned at her. "Why didn't you tell me about the sensing? This is amazing!" 

"The sensing? My sensing abilities don't change when I erase my mana. How exactly did you do it?" 

Izuku told her, watching her eyes get wider the more he explained.

"I just suppress my mana - my magic is extraordinary at trickery and stealth. But you found a way to sense things as well. The things we could do with this!" Loki said, excited.

Izuku matched her smile, pulling out a new notebook. "Let's push this further."

They lost track of time as they worked, twin mutters blending together in a stream of ideas and research. 

Aurora found them hours later, shaking her head with a smile at the pile notebooks laid around the forest floor. In a well practiced motion, she poked Izuku on the forearm. He glanced up from his writing, surprised. The sun was starting to set. 

"How long-"

"You two have been here all day." Aurora glanced down. "Research, probably. If it was anyone else, I would have been worried! Have either of you even eaten?"

Guilty silence. 

Aurora let out a sigh. "Children, really. I ordered food anyway, come on."

"You're my favorite." Izuku stated..

"I know." 

"Thanks, princess!" Loki said brightly.

"Just call me Aurora."

"Gladly, Aurora-sama!"

Aurora squinted at her in consideration. "If I ask, would you drop the '-sama'?" 

"Nope!" 

3121

Izuku's classroom was huge for a reason. 

No one was more excited than in personal practice, when Izuku let them work on whatever magic they wanted. Fireballs flew around the room, lightning crashed into the desks and walls. If the room wasn't so durable, it would collapse every week. 

Izuku zipped around the room, keeping everyone safe at supersonic speeds. They were having fun, but the control of the godly equivalent of teenagers was terrible. 

"Izuku-sensei?" He barely heard him over the chaos.

"Yeah?" Izuku asked, reaching his desk.

Leo was one of his quieter students, which wasn't great when half the class was talking to each other. "I'm trying to do something, but...it isn't really working."

Izuku hummed. "What exactly are you doing?" 

A bit of excitement was visible in the boy's eyes, and it made Izuku smile. "I love my fire and everything, but-"

Burst.

The classroom around them slowed as Izuku accelerated, cutting the boy off mid sentence as his mouth stopped. The world came to a halt as he reached max speed; mana and energy stuck in the air. Everybody froze, like a chaotic group picture.

Izuku started walking.

He moved carefully, weaving through the bodies and misguided attacks. He saw some sort of impressive mini tornado in the middle of unfurling and gently pulled a girl's head from where she stared down at it. He pushed a boy talking to her just out of it's range, and as an afterthought reduced the spin on the twister a small amount. 

A guy had actually tripped , and with no one to hear him Izuku freely chuckled at the wide eyed shock before placing him firmly on the floor.

Izuku sighed when he finally reached the corner, three boys pooling their fire magic together in some sort of ball. Kids. Somehow, he had missed them pulling off this stunt before it was almost too late. Their faces were captured in grins, and Izuku could definitely admire the effort. But that thing was clearly about to explode.

His body was starting to feel the strain of moving at this speed, a familiar burn. Izuku grabbed the fiery ball out of the air and crushed it in his palm, dispelling the mana instantly. Izuku glanced around for any other reckless children before stepping back to Leo and letting the world continue it's flow around him. The sound came back in a rush, and Izuku swatched Leo's mouth slowly start to move once more.

"-but it's almost purely offensive. Fire is super cool in fights and everything." Leo made a little spark with his hands. "But I want to show how beautiful it is too. Is-Is that dumb?" 

Izuku shook his head. "Of course not, that's amazing." He pointed at the other side of the room, the boy following his gaze. "Those three lost control of a triple fireball and almost killed us all a second ago. I'm definitely onboard for less destructive fire spells." Leo looked incredibly alarmed, and Izuku laughed. "What's your idea?"

"What if fire didn't burn anyone?"

Izuku tilted his head. "Like in an intimidation tactic? Or the enemies fire??" 

"No, I mean what if I only burned mana? I could protect everyone, and neutralize attacks at the same time!"

Izuku's eyes widened. "By literally burning them out, yet without any danger. The perfect peacekeeping technique. That's genius, kid." 

Leo's cheeks blushed. "T-Thanks, Izuku-sama." 

"Cmon, you just called me Sensei!" Izuku protested.

Leo's reply was drowned out by the bell, and Izuku glanced up at the clock.

"Alright everyone, that's it! Keep practicing, just please have supervision or something. Especially if you're going to make giant tornados or fire bombs." The mentioned kids looked down, sheepish. Izuku shook his head with a smile.

"Dismissed!" 

Akari met him outside the school. Izuku met her eyes curiously. 

"You got out early?" Izuku asked. 

Akari nodded. "I think we broke the substitute. Was kind of sad, really."

Izuku winced in sympathy. Children could be merciless. 

He followed her to a grass field near the edge of the grounds, watching his daughter stretch and copied her. "Guess you want to spar. Right after classes too."

Akari grinned. "Yep. Today's the day I beat you."

"Isn't that what you said last time?" Izuku teased.

"I mean, you haven't beaten your teacher either." Akari retorted.

Izuku paused, looking through years of fights. She was right, he had never actually beaten Sekhmet before. Huh. 

"And starting right after I've taught my classes, when I'm usually tired, isn't a coincidence either right?" Izuku asked.

"No idea what you're talking about." Akari lifted her hand, a perfect sphere of white light resting on her palm. Izuku watched, surprised, as the white split into six smaller balls of light. Together they made up the rainbow, a spectrum of color. 

"That's new." Izuku commented. 

"I call it Prism." Each orb floated up, taking up positions around her in a circle. Then, they struck. 

Each ball flew separately, controlled with extreme precision as they attacked together.

Red and Orange rushed towards his head first, forcing him to duck. Yellow streaked at his exposed neck, and a barrier of air deflected it towards Green.

"When'd you think of this?" Izuku asked, impressed. His staff blocked Red and Yellow as they bounced back. Purple and Blue struck at his blindspots, keeping constant pressure.

"A decade ago. Cool, right?" Out of the corner of his eyes, Izuku noticed her eyebrows were tightly knit in concentration. Then, each color started transforming. 

Izuku sped up as each light suddenly became a sword, twisting through the storm in a blur of motion. He wrapped the blades in chains of air as he countered, staff beating them back. The chains limited their motion, giving him less to keep track of. Izuku was proud of her, manipulating that many projectiles wasn't easy. But something like this had it's weaknesses.

His chains suddenly multiplied, catching every sword at once as they reoriented for another assault. Akari turned them into circular saws, cutting through their bindings, but the effort to do so left her completely open. 

Akari barely dodged his fist, and it breezed past her hair. In the same breath, Izuku's leg swung low and knocked her off her feet and onto the grass. He went to follow up, but then that same white light glowed from her hand-

Everything went completely white. Izuku blinked in surprise, but nothing changed.

He was completely blind.

On instinct, he activated Void, his mana sense growing exponentially. His vision covered, Izuku instead felt the lights return.

Saws of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple flew at him from all angles. 

The staff went back into its sheath; he had no need for it. He closed his eyes, filtering out his eyesight completely to focus on his mana sense.

Akari's patterns were getting more creative, he noticed. Green swung for his legs, almost blending in with what his senses told him was grass. Izuku sidestepped a Red dagger, watching Purple cut through the space in front of him. He flipped over Blue, the huge spear making his hair rustle. He stepped back as Orange and Yellow tried to wrap him with rope, and Red cut through it. But despite all this movement, the white mass was still at the exact same spot.

Hm.

Izuku rushed towards it. The white form shifted, a limb extended towards him. He twisted, blocking the blow and launching his own.

The blazing punch stopped just in front of her face, 

The effects followed a second later.

The burst of wind was massive, and in his not-vision her hair blew past. The air shook from the punch, the shockwave swept through the grass, and the trees in the distance shifted with the force.

Izuku opened his eyes. 

Akari was staring at him in pure awe. The grass behind her was completely flattened for miles.

"Dad, you're fucking overpowered." Akari breathed. 

"Yep." Izuku smirked. He dropped his fist, watching her lights return back to her palm and vanish. She dropped onto the grass, catching her breath.

"That ability has a lot of potential, by the way."

"Really?"

Izuku nodded. "Being able to do six things at once is powerful. But you need to make it seven."

"Seven? You want me to make another light?" Akari asked.

"Nope. When you use Prism, you put all your focus into your lights and forget about your physical body. You need to fight with both." 

Akari's eyes widened. "That amount of coordination sounds...."

Izuku smiled at her, letting all of his pride show. "If anyone can do it, you can."

Akari smiled back, her eyes starting to droop. "Thanks. I did kind of use too much mana though..." 

Instantly she was encased in a bundle of purple blankets, air stitched together around her. Izuku floated her up, the daughter burrito levitating after him as he turned to walk home. Akari let out a little shout in surprise before snuggling into the softness gratefully. 

"Thanks, Dad."

"Anytime."

3240

"You know, if you keep jumping through grades, you'll be like, the first baby to graduate." Izuku commented.

Aurora elbowed him in the stomach, hard. "What he means is congratulations on passing ranks once again, Akari. You've been studying a lot, you deserve this."

"Yeah, that's what I said."

Akari laughed. "Thanks, both of you. Also dad, I'm 280. Not a baby."

Izuku and Aurora stared at her in consideration, then exchanged a glance before turning back to their baby.

"Sure, honey."

"Whatever you say."

Akari leaned back in her chair and rolled her eyes so hard Izuku thought they were going to fall out. 

And then Izuku's senses were overwhelmed by mana. 

His entire sensory range was filled with multicolor mana he had never encountered before. For an instant it was all he could feel, a blanket of energy. At the same time, it wasn't hurting him or his family, yet was doing something else to a huge space around them. 

And then the mana suddenly vanished as fast as it came.

Izuku stood up, glancing at Aurora and Akari who were unharmed yet just as confused. 

A new presence demanded his attention, yet there was only latent mana. 

A woman had appeared by the table. She was short, barely coming up to chest. Her eyes were emerald green, just like him , and her long hair was the same shade. The very back of his memory tingled at the sight, something forgotten stirring as he watched her eyes that had always teared up so easily began to do so, his heart calling out to her in some deeply ingrained way that hadn't vanished no matter how many years, decades, centuries had passed-

"M-Mom?" Izuku choked, the word falling off his lips automatically.

His mother finally unfroze, let the tears out in a waterfall as she wrapped her arms around him in a full hug. "Izukuuuuuu!" 

Izuku hugged her back, the feeling so familiar in a way that made him want to cry too. "Hi Mom."

Mom held him tighter. "It's been so long! The nice people said that all of humanity was gone for five years, which was not a bad vacation but then you weren't there so I didn't know what to do! No one could tell me where you were so I just hoped you were safe! Your quirk still hadn't manifested but you were so determined despite it but there are monsters now and..."

Izuku gave her a watery smile. This was where his muttering came from. 

She pulled back to look at him, eyes growing wider as she stared. "You're so tall now! When did your hair turn white?" Mom poked his cloak, confused. "And when did you get fashion sense?" 

Aurora laughed. Mom blinked, noticing Aurora and Akari for the first time. 

"Who-"

"I have a lot to tell you, Mom." Izuku said. "We should...probably sit down for this."

Notes:

Should I change the title of the fic(and to what?) Noticing some confusion with the name 'Abandoned.'

As always, feedback is welcome!