It's been 3 years since I arrived in this world. 3 very long years; now I know why babies don't have memories of the early years of their life.
I've spent the first one and a half years shitting in a diaper, crying at any little thing, and one year of potty training.
‘ SIGHHHH.’
On a more important note, I finally found out what my actual quirk is, yes sir.
‘ My quirk is IBM (Invisible Black Matter), yes, I am an Ajin.’
How did I come to know? Well, let's just say that it's a story that involves my mother, an unfortunate bowl of carrot soup and my black ghost coming to my rescue. ‘ I hate carrots’.
So after a lot of questions, a call to my father, who has to rush back from work, plus a final visit to the hospital to have my quirk assessed.
It was concluded that my quirk lets me create an invisible construct that I can control and share my sense with.
Oh right, I forgot; turns out my father is a lawyer. As for his quirk, it's telekinesis, although he can only lift small objects.
What about my regeneration?
Well, since it can only be activated when I die and no one can confirm that without killing me first, you can imagine that my parents, especially my mother, were against further research into the matter. The whole incident was passed off as a miracle.
“Seiji, dinner is ready, are you coming?” The voice of my mother came from the kitchen.
“I’m coming, Mom!” I cried back while going towards the dinner table.
“Seiji, sit down while I help your mother set the table; we'll be done soon.” Said my father, who usually helps around the kitchen when he is at home, since he can't cook.
“Anyway, Seiji, your mother and I were talking about sending you to kindergarten. What do you think?”
“Sure, Dad. I want to learn karate, and when I'm older, I want to be a hero.”
“You want to be a hero?” My mom asked in shock.
‘ Not really.’ I just want to be able to use my power in public without repercussions.
There are still multiple aspects of my power that I hadn't tried yet that can't be done at home or on my parents, and I wouldn't say no to the money and fame that comes with being a hero.
“Yes, Mom, I want to be like All Might!”
“Ohh, look at you all grown up. You already know what you want to do in the future,” my father continued,
“Sure, you can learn karate, but for now you are too young. We will talk about it when you are six, if you don't give up by then.”
“Sigh, ok dad don't worry I won't give up I'll be the greatest hero.” ‘ Yeah, don't worry. Even though I don't think I will become the greatest hero, I couldn't be worse than Mineta. That little shit was a pervert and still became a hero- fuck him’.
Though a little disappointed about not being able to start learning at first, I have to admit that my father is right. I'm too young, and if there's one thing I wouldn't trust is those novels where the main character starts training from a very young age and still grows completely fine; they already lied to me once. So like they say, ‘ baby steps’.
“In that case, you will start in a week. I hope you have a lot of fun and make many new friends,” says my mom while we start to eat dinner.
“Yeah, I will make many new friends, don't worry, Mom. " ‘ More like willing test subjects’, I mean no one will find it strange to see kids showing of their quirk between themselves and as long as no harm is done no one will come to trouble me, and if the ask about the different use of my power like the paralysis scream I can say that I don't know and it's something that I can just do.
I mean, I'm just a kid; they can't expect me to fully explain how my power works. At worst, they just update their documents about my quirk. As long as I stay quiet about healing after death, there shouldn't be a problem.
Talking about healing, I should find someplace to learn how to die or kill myself efficiently. I mean, I'm not exactly thrilled about the prospect of killing myself, but by becoming good and fast enough at it, I can pass off an enemy attack that should have gravely wounded me as having missed, blocked, and me still being able to fight after taking the damage.
As for the rest, it can be explained as me healing fast when I'm resting or something; I'll think about a better explanation later.
After dinner in my room, I was thinking about one aspect of my power that has been bugging me since I started manifesting my black ghost.
Since my Ajin's power and my quirk are tied together, how do they affect each other?
Do I heal faster and faster after each death? Can I summon multiple black ghosts at once, or can I manipulate its shape to make it fly? Are there other people who can see it? Is my power fixed at what was shown in the Ajin manga, or can it grow like the quirk of this world? If they grow, can I have a second awakening?’All those questions.
‘ Man, there are so many things to do. At least I have nothing but time; I'm only 3 years old after all’.
I think what I should do instead is make a checklist of all the questions, things to do, identify my weaknesses and from there see where I can go and improve myself.
“Seiji, are you awake? There you are, you really are growing up fast, aren't you?” My mom cooed at me while entering the room.
“Yeah, Mom, I'm already 3, and when I start kindergarten I'll be the coolest with my quirk”, more like the mentally older one in the middle of those children.
“Mom, can you help me with my quirk? I want to be able to show everyone how cool my quirk is.”
‘Haaa, acting as a kid is tiring’, but this is important; my goal here is to show my mother that I can use my quirk well enough for her to let me use it around the house and beside others since she will believe she is the one who taught me how to use my quirk safely.
“Of course, sweetie, we can start tomorrow if you like.” She says, as expected
“Yes, Mom, thank you.”
“Good, now go to sleep; don't stay awake”
After that, she closed the door after tucking me into bed and turning the light off.
Well, you can say that today has been a productive day; for now, let's go to sleep. We have great days ahead of us.