Prologue: Enter...the Wildcard.
Angel: Oops, I made another story. Sorry, I was just thinking about...a what if Makoto Yuki was the protagonist for MHA? And like here I am writing this. Enjoy! Or not, I don't know.
He wasn't supposed to be alive, yet here he is, in the Velvet Room once more. The room had a few more...attendants than he thought. Igor had that same grin when he had acquired the Universe Arcana.
Igor: Welcome to the Velvet Room! A place that exists in time, reality, thoughts, and dreams. It seems you are confused...rightfully so. It seems Elizabeth had successfully released you. Not to worry my honored guest. She will be fine.
Makoto: Why am I back here Igor? My fate was sealed upon being the seal.
Igor: It was your fate, but it did not mean that someone else could...alter it. However, you are here for a second chance. A chance of living a normal life, to be human with emotions and choices. Will you be willing to take this chance or reside in here for all of eternity?
Makoto didn't know what to say. A second chance at life...it was too good to be true! Surely there is a catch. He had learned it the hard way through SEES. Would it be another contract?
Igor: Don't dwaddle too much now my dear guest. Sadly, it is another contract...this time, you won't...suffer such a fate. While your soul still lives, your body, had decomposed.
Makoto processed the information given to him. So his body had perished yet his soul is intact. That means he'll need a body that can handle his powers...that's if he'll get his powers.
Igor: You'll retain your persona powers through the contract...now if you will, sign it.
I chooseth my fate
Of my own free will. My path is my own. My choices are mine. I conceal hope and live my dreams.
He wrote his name, signifying that he had agreed upon the contract. A key had flown down towards his hand. It was a silver key with a mask on it, it glowed a faint hue of blue. He grabbed it and stored it into his sea of souls.
Igor: As for your body, it'll be just like...your friend Ryoji Mochizuki or also known as the Avatar of Nyx. You'll be reborn again. We'll see each other when you are...ready. Please, do enjoy life to the fullest...Saviour.
He had closed his eyes...
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There was mother and father in a hospital. The mother had dark blue hair and steelish silver eyes, her name was Shiomi Yuki. The father had light blue hair and dark blue eyes, his name was Sakuya Yuki. The reason they are here at the hospital, is that Shiomi had given birth to a boy to which they named...Makoto Yuki.
Sakuya: He has your eyes Shiomi.
However, the strangest thing happened whenever Shiomi had kissed her baby. She felt a spark of rejuvenation...could it be that...her baby had a quirk already?!
Shiomi: Sakuya, I don't feel tired. I think...our son...our baby had developed his quirk already!
Sakuya: I'll go get the doctor!
Within mere moments, she had a little headache...
Please...look out for him...
Makoto...
She clutched her head...that voice was filled with care for her son...could it be that the heavens had blessed her child? If so...what is destined for him?
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*16 years later...*
Makoto had...to endure a lot of changes. He was of the Yuki family that had companies tied to the Yaoyorozu's and he also learned he had a distant cousin of the Tenya Family. They were a bit of stuck-ups but they were nice people. Needless to say, he was alright with his lifestyle.
That did not mean he should get rusty. He trained his skills in private and his..."quirk". The doctor back then couldn't make out what his quirk was...healing? No. They had been shocked when he could conjure not just healing, but fire, ice, lightning and wind! He named it "Elemental" while covering up his persona abilities.
His father and mother were happy and relieved he had gotten a very versatile quirk. Until he had dropped a bombshell on them.
Makoto: Father, Mother? Could I...show you something? It is upmost of importance. I've been...keeping secrets from you.
Shiomi: Is it about Kyoka-chan? You two were so adorable! You could've been duets with her Mako-chan!
Makoto: It's...not about Kyoka-chan. It's about my...quirk.
He had led them to the backyard. It was time to show his parents what he really wields. His soul was dancing with vibrant shakes and colors began to pour out within his body.
A tarot card had slowly came down as his parents looked upon him in astonishment. He crushed the tarot card as the aura then surrounded him turning his silver eyes into a ocean blue.
Makoto: Per...so...na!
Behind him was his first ever persona, the one that had reached out to him on that fateful day. It had a mechanical body with a red scarf tied around his neck, a harp on his back.
Makoto: Orpheus!
They stood there...their son had summoned a being made of metal and stood 7 feet tall.
Shiomi read of Orpheus's legend. A human that had been gifted a lyre from Apollo, she never thought it would be true.
Sakuya reached his hand to touch the being, it did not make any signs of struggle to move back, it obliged.
Shiomi: Mako-chan...is this your true quirk?
Makoto: It is not a quirk...all of the elements that you saw me use was only the abilities I could manage at the time. My power is...Persona.
Sakuya: Persona?
Makoto: A mask that you use in public, family, friends or at work. For example, a man has a family, yet he is also a son in another home. At work he is a manager. He is all those in one.
Shiomi: So you are saying that Orpheus is you? And you are Orpheus?
Makoto: I am...but I have more than just one persona.
Sakuya: More? How much are we talking about Makoto?
Makoto: 100 plus...some are powerful while the others are not.
Shiomi: Are you going to be a hero Mako-chan? I won't stop you...
Makoto: As long as I have power to protect those who can't be protected. I can't call myself a hero. (Even if I saved my world...)
Sakuya smiled. His son is indeed a wildcard.
Angel: Hee-hee! Don't worry, Izuku will still be in the fic but let's just say this fanfic will be a harem. 1-A is going to have a wildcard!
Harem will be instated right here. Please no flames!
Yuu Takeyama
Kyoka Jirou
Miruko/ Rumi Usagiyama
Yaoyorozu Momo
Itsuka Kendo
Till next time! Bye bye!
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