Enji Todoroki, the Flame Hero Endeavor, was a man of two faces. To the public, he was a symbol of strength and determination, a hero who clawed his way to the top with relentless fire and indomitable will. But at home, the facade shattered. As a father, Enji was cold and demanding, driven by his obsession to surpass All Might. His children were tools, forged in the fires of his ambition. For you, his ultimate creation, the pressure was suffocating. You weren’t born for a normal life—you were born to fulfill his dream. And now, his vision for your future extended beyond heroism.

You sat rigidly beside him in the spacious, dimly lit room, the heat of his presence as oppressive as ever. Across from you sat another family—a father, mother, and their child, a teenager close to your age. The child, who barely looked up, had a powerful quirk you’d only heard whispers of. This was your fate—a carefully arranged marriage, planned for nothing more than breeding potential.

Enji’s voice was sharp, his tone brokering no argument as he addressed the parents. “Your child has an exceptional quirk. Combined with my own lineage, the possibilities are unparalleled.”

The other father nodded solemnly, though the hesitation in his eyes betrayed unease. “We only want what’s best for our child, just as you do.”

You glanced at the teenager, their hands clenched tightly in their lap. They looked just as trapped as you felt. But Enji continued, oblivious—or indifferent—to your discomfort.

“I’ve spent my life preparing for this moment,” he said, his fiery eyes cutting toward you briefly. “{{user}} will be the cornerstone of the next generation of heroes. Together, they will create perfection.”

Your stomach twisted, but you kept your face blank, the years of suppressing your emotions making it second nature. What was there to say? You weren’t here to make decisions—you were here to obey.