Milienia could be seen walking alone under the moon as she hummed a song. Right now she was in a very good mood.

She had lived longer than most humans could ever hope to be able to. She was present during the dawn of quirk in this world and lived through all the chaos and bloodshed that ensued until the current times and she would most likely outlive even the next generation.

Most people seek immortality and seem to take it as some form of bliss. They were wrong. For her, immortality was a curse. Her quirk awakened so many times that right now she wouldn't die even if she wanted to. She already tried many many times, and, each time, the only tangible result was this unimaginable pain.

For someone like her, human life was so fleeting that it was pitiful. What she sought more than anything else was a true partner. Sadly, until now, every time she thought she found one, she became sorely disappointed.

She trained many people, because of their gift, because of their personality or simply because of a whim. But, until now, none of them managed to satisfy her. Well, that was until she found Kuroha.

She couldn't help but shiver in excitement. Finally!! She finally found a way to not be alone. Someone who will sooner or later

Awakening. The information she gave Momo and Kuroha wasn't entirely correct. While one could only awaken under mental duress. This didn't mean that anyone under mental duress would awaken. You could even say that only a few extremely talented one could awaken. Otherwise, the world would be full of awakened ones. The world lacked many things but not people under mental duress.

Since he awakened his [BLINK], then the chance for him to awaken his Hemokinesis was extremely high. In her opinion, even without awakening, he would have easily become what she referred to as false immortal and could become a legendary being like the few she raised. But, if he went through an awakening or two?

(Fufufu. It has been so long since I felt my blood boiling in my veins.)

Light began to distort around her as her eyes began to glow. The only problem was that he would have to suffer a little in order for him to reach the standard.

(Anyway, let's take it as another game. I wonder...Just how far will he reach? Will he keel and die on the roadside, will he grow but stop midway like all the previous one? Or will he reach the end and even surpass it? I can't wait!!)

She continued to walk slowly, until light itself seemed to swallow her and then, no one could be seen anymore.

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After Momo's bodyguard comes to take her, and Milienia left, Kuroha was now alone in the house.

Frankly, he wanted to reflect on what happened here. He would never believe that there wasn't the shadow of an adorable blood-sucking girl behind these events. He looked at the time on his watch before sending a call to Himiko.

"Hello, how are you? Are you free now? Hum..NO?... I should meet you in two days because you have a surprise for me?... Ok, I understand. See you later."

He hung up with a wary expression. He didn't know what was happening, but Himiko acted as if she obtained the jackpot and was afraid of losing it. Well, at least, he knew that she would never act against him. So he would just have to wait. Anyway, tomorrow was Monday. So he had to prepare himself.

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The next morning, Kuroha could be seen walking to school. This time he didn't wear his white shirt, but a black and red one. This was in order to grieve. For the rest of this month, people were asked to only wear bright clothes when in the privacy of their homes. Outside, they could only wear black or red clothes.

Yesterday, after choosing one of the rooms on the third floor, he waited all night for Mirko to come back, but she didn't. He also didn't have her number so he simply decided to not mind her absence.

As he walked and reached the school, he could see the students walking either in silence or while murmuring. It could be seen that the effect of what happened that day really still weighed on people's minds. After all, the civilian casualty reached easily thousands. Even worse, because of all the destruction, many people were left without a home.

(AN: Man, I really need a code name for what happened. Always saying That day or the days Devil appeared is tiring. If any of you have an idea tell me. I will use the one I think is the best.)

The only bright side was with so many different quirks, making house and all that wasn't particularly hard. What more, the government was giving his full support and even old and rich families like the Yaoyorozu and the Toga leased some of their lands in order to give temporary housing to those in need.

Even now, he could see that the number of students walking on the road was way less than what he saw on the first and second day. From what he knew, none of the students died; but some of them lost family members.

Once he reached his class, he could see the student in it in a somber mood. There, on the corner, Uraraka could be seen being comforted by Izuku and Iida. He looked at them before deciding to simply go back to his seat. He wasn't close enough to her to care about what was happening.

As he took his seat, he looked at Mina, who seemed a little downcast as she sat on Toru's desk as for Toru? Well, how could he know what she was feeling?. For all, he knew she could be grinning while looking at us.

"Hello, Mina, Toru, how are you ?"

"Hello, Kuroha-shi. Well, as you can see not that well."

"Good morning Kuroha. Well, this is a little complicated."

Kuroha could only node. After all, everyone here wished to become a hero for one reason or another. Hearing news like that and seeing the complaint on the internet about how useless heroes were shouldn't be easy for his classmates.

This was one thing Kuroha could never understand. Humans, in general, were fast to forget boon but rarely forgot grudge. This situation for example. Heroes, no matter what the reasons they become one, fight, bleed, and might even die in order to protect the citizen. From what he knew, some particularly active heroes had to hide their family and hide themselves after they retired in order to not suffer from villains' retaliations.

People always praised heroes. But, they never saw the pain and efforts those heroes put. Then, once those heroes made a mistake, all those who previously praised them will be the first ones to curse at them.

Kuroha decided to simply stay silent and opened one of his books. He frankly didn't mind the current atmosphere. He could even say that he liked the current silence. Even that loud mouth of Bakugo stayed silent.

A few minutes later, Aizawa-sensei entered the room. His bloodshot eyes clearly told of his bad mood. Once he reached the podium, he began to speak,

"Firstly, I must say that I am happy to see you guys are alright. Many things happened last week, but lets we need to work hard in order to not let something like that happen ever again. Today, school will only go for half a day. Afterwards, all the students will have to go to the auditorium in order to hear the principal speak."

The students simply nodded, and others answered with a yes. The mood was still a little low, but people were able to bounce rather fast from most difficulties given enough time.

For Kuroha, all that didn't matter, he was thinking of more important things and was half heartedly listening to Aizawa.

(I need to find the true perpetrators. I have a promise with him after all.)