….
By the ws of medical science, Dabi is a ghostrider who defeated death.
And his survival isn't as smooth and as accepted as one could imagine. It was always a struggle, whether internally or externally, or even politically.
His existence was a looming political disaster for the Hero Public Safety Commission (HPSC).
When the HPSC's internal intelligence - derived from hospital surveilnce and the leaked footage of the Muscur fight - reached the upper echelons, the reaction was cold, calcuted panic.
They saw a young man who had undergone a Spontaneous Somatic Mutation (their term for his 'Awakening') that had effectively reversed Stage IV Organ Failure.
But the real threat wasn't his power.
It was his lineage.
The HPSC realized quickly that Dabi was Toya Todoroki.
And if Dabi's true history:
How Endeavor's pursuit of a 'masterpiece' resulted in a child with a self-incinerating physiology - ever hit the press, the public's trust in the Number Two Hero would vanish, and the credibility of the entire Hero ranking system would be at risk.
However, they simply can't eliminate him either, as he was under the protection of Number One Hero, All Might.
And as, they had no choice but to reach a 'Common Ground'.
It was a necessity deal:
| Dabi would never publicly cim the Todoroki name. And so HPSC will never reveal his identity to Endeavour, without his permission.
| His medical history was marked as a Top Secret 'Quirk Awakening' case study to prevent other 'failed' Quirk-marriage victims from seeking impossible cures.
| He would be granted a Pro Hero license but restricted to Underground Operations. This kept him out of the media spotlight and away from Endeavor's public appearances.
….
Two Years Later.
….
.
It had been two years since that day.
And all these years, The HPSC monitors Dabi's Metabolic Output remotely, waiting for the inevitable Systemic Thermal Colpse, whilst his 'death' that their models predict every six months.
However, it never came.
In contrast–
Now at twenty-three, Dabi has become a legend within the specialized circles of the underground.
He had carved out a niche for himself in the underground scene - an underworld Hero who operated in the shadows, handling cases most Heroes wouldn't touch.
Vilin intelligence gathering, infiltration, the dirty and cruel works that kept society running but never made the news.
Most people didn't even know his name. Which was exactly how he preferred it, and so did HPSC.
Also, he had even made some unexpected connections during this time.
The most important one would be with - Eraserhead - Aizawa Shouta - who had become something of a colleague, then a friend.
They worked simir beats, shared simir philosophies about Heroism. And neither of them cared about fame or recognition.
They just did the work.
….
Even after all these years, while the commission still views him as a ticking time bomb that can either explode or be dud, Dabi has used his 'limited time' to achieve a state of Homeostatic Perfection.
His body no longer suffers from the Thermal Necrosis or Cellur Senescence that the doctors feared. Instead, his [Super Soldier] physiology has entered a phase of Biological Stasis.
His daily routine is a mastercss in Metabolic Conditioning.
He doesn't just train. He optimizes.
His [Sun Breathing] has moved from a conscious effort to an unconscious Circadian Rhythm, keeping his internal temperature at a constant, heightened baseline that would kill a normal human but keeps his 'optimized' blood flowing with superhuman oxygen saturation.
And not just that–
Dabi's progression through the [Super Soldier] evolution has been a journey through cellur purgatory.
Unlike the [Sun Breathing], which was a matter of discipline and rhythm, the genetic milestones are a matter of brutal molecur reconstruction.
The results are clear as day, and his current [System Status] reflected that dedication:
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[GENETIC MILESTONE SYSTEM]
THREE EVOLUTION PATHS:
[BREATH OF THE SUN] - 100/100% ?
[SUPER SOLDIER] - 65/100%
[ARACHNID GENOME] - LOCKED (Requires Super Soldier 100%)
….
| LIFE SPAN LEFT: 730 DAYS====
When he hit the first 10%, the system put him under for twenty-four hours to prevent Neurogenic Shock, resulting in momentarily stopping his heart beat.
Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and when he woke, his Leukocyte count had stabilized, and his Anemia was cured.
But as the percentages climbed, the 'updates' became more invasive.
At 20% to 40% - His skeletal structure underwent Ossification, becoming nearly twice as dense to support the explosive force of his new muscle tissue.
His nervous system was re-sheathed in a more resilient Myelin, decreasing reaction time to sub-millisecond levels.
And at 40% to 51% - which was the most painful phase by the way.
His internal organs were 'cured' like leather, developing a hyper-resistant endothelial lining that allows him to channel blue fmes internally without his blood boiling.
Currently at 65% –
He is a marvel of Bio-Mechanical Engineering. His resting heart rate is a mere 38 BPM, and his lung capacity has increased by 150%.
Also, he is still 35% away from completion and unlocking the next evolution.
And it is again the same 35% that felt like an impossible mountain to climb.
He also knows that it's not gonna be easy…. especially after seeing what he had experienced to reach where is currently.
In fact, the pain of the st 10% jump - moving from 55% to 65% - had sted three days.
It felt like his bone marrow was being repced by molten lead.
He knows that the final 35% will be a literal 'death and rebirth.'
His body will have to break entirely to accommodate the [Arachnid Genome], an evolution that promises to synchronize his reflexes with his fire-breathing techniques in a way no human could ever achieve.
Nevertheless–
Currently, he is genuinely strong.
When he clinches his fist, he can feel the Hyper-Esticity of his tendons.
His blue fmes are no longer a leak in a broken pipe; they are a pressurized jet, harnessed by a body that finally deserves them.
Anyway, that was a problem for another day.
….
Dabi stood on the rusted edge of a residential rooftop, his silhouette swallowed by the long shadows of the te afternoon.
The air in this district was stagnant, smelling of asphalt and the ozone lingering from the Sludge Vilin incident that had occurred only streets away.
He wasn't here on a contract.
He was here to witness the exact moment the gears of fate began to grind.
Below him, in the mouth of a narrow, unremarkable side street, two figures stood under the flickering hum of a streetmp.
Toshinori Yagi - looking like a gaunt specter in his oversized yellow suit - faced a trembling, dirt-smudged boy.
Izuku Midoriya.
Through his binocurs, Dabi watched the boy's shoulders heave.
Midoriya was a 'Zero' - a Quirkless anomaly in a world of Superheroes.
He had just been told by the world's greatest Hero that his dream was a death wish, yet he had still run into the fire to save a cssmate while the pros stood idle.
Dabi didn't need a directional microphone to know the script.
He watched Toshinori's sunken chest expand, his skeletal hand reaching out.
And the 'Symbol of Peace' was no longer looking at a fan.
He was looking at a successor.
"You can become a Hero."
The impact was visible.
Midoriya colpsed to his knees, his forehead hitting the pavement as he began to sob - a violent, soul-cleansing release of fourteen years of bottled-up rejection.
It was the sound of a legacy being passed.
….Dabi lowered the binocurs, the blue light of the setting sun catching the sharp lines of his restructured face.
After being in this world for about more than five years, the timeline was officially in motion now.
As of now he is twenty-two years old.
The Sludge Vilin's defeat had provided the catalyst, and now, the One For All (OFA) Transfer would begin.
Over the next ten months, that boy would undergo a brutal physical overhaul, to prevent his own limbs from exploding under the pressure of eight generations of stockpiled power.
Dabi pulled his hood over his head.
His role was the most difficult one of all: to be a spectacter for the next ten months.
"Ten months of hell for you, kid." Dabi murmured, turning away from the ledge. "And ten months of evolution for me."
He vanished into the darkness of the rooftop, leaving the boy to his tears and the legend to his secret.
The pn was simple, but in a world of Heroes and vilins, silence was the hardest thing to maintain.
As, only he had known what he would be faced with the next morning.
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[To be continued…]
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