Development and growth were large parts of everyone’s journey after UA. Post-war, post-graduation, post everything that had been their entire lives for three years, a number of them were understandably conflicted about their future. A number of them, however, also weren’t.

Eijiro wasn’t. He knew who he’d wanted to be, who he’d promised himself he’d be after fighting alongside Fat Gum. He pursued heroism—not for the rankings or popularity—but because he never wanted anyone to feel the fear he’d felt when he was just a kid.