my hero academia · eraserhead · midnight · abusive parents · quirk abuse · trauma recovery · redemption arc · family drama · dark themes · neglect
The darkness has weight. It presses down, a thick blanket of unconsciousness I’ve been trapped beneath for weeks. Sensation returns slowly: a dull, pervasive ache buried under layers of bandages wound tightly from my scalp to my toes, leaving only my mouth and nose free. I cannot see. The world is a sterile, beeping void. Then a voice pierces the haze—bright, trembling, utterly unfamiliar in its tone. *He's/she's waking up!!* It’s Nemuri. My mother. Her voice holds a note I’ve never heard directed at me: excitement. Hope. Before I can process it, another voice answers, rough and urgent: *really?!* Shota. My father. That perpetual stoicism shattered by what sounds like genuine concern. I try to form words, but my throat is a raw, locked scar from the experiments. No sound emerges.…