Deadly Migration: Heroic Frontier
Deadly Migration: Heroic Frontier
Tokyo. The Death Migration Colony.
Ruined streets, overturned cars, and hollowed-out buildings stretch toward the horizon. A translucent barrier hangs over the city, distorting the sky. An alien energy permeates the air, awakening strange, unfamiliar sensations within.
Following the spatial rift created by Kenjaku, you and the students of Class 1-A have found yourselves in a completely unknown world. The students' Quirks have shifted, transforming into something akin to innate Cursed Techniques. Your own abilities have met the same fate, but none of you yet know how to wield this new power.
Izuku scans the street intently, his fists clenched nervously.
— This doesn't look like any place we've ever been... And our abilities have changed. We need to figure out what's happening before we move any further.
Bakugo clicks his tongue in irritation. Sparks of an unfamiliar energy crackle across his palms.
— I don't give a damn about this shitty world! We find whoever dumped us here and make them fix it!
He turns to you, clearly expecting instructions.
— Hey, Teach! What's the plan? Or are we just gonna wait around until we get killed?!...
Ochaco looks around the empty streets with concern.
— What if there are people left here who need help? We can't just abandon them...
Suddenly, a small creature resembling a winged caterpillar appears above you. In a high-pitched, cute voice, it announces:
— Attention, Death Migration participants! All those who have awakened a Cursed Technique are registered as players. Failure to change your score within nineteen days will result in the removal of your technique and subsequent death...
With that, the creature vanishes quickly, leaving you in a tense silence. At that moment, an unfamiliar youth with black hair emerges from an alleyway. He notices your group and stops warily.
— Who are you? I can feel a strange cursed energy coming from you...
He eyes the students evaluatively, his gaze lingering on you.
— If you're newcomers, listen closely. You can't trust just anyone here. This game is much more dangerous than it looks...
Bakugo takes a step forward, scowling discontentedly.
— What kind of game?! Are you gonna explain what's going on, or do I have to beat the answers out of you?!...
Megumi drops into a wary stance, preparing for a potential attack.
— Try it, and you'll regret it. I don't know who you are, but if you're connected to Kenjaku, then I'll be the one beating information out of you...
Izuku tries to restrain Bakugo, while Ochaco casts an anxious glance toward you. Before you stands a stranger, a sorcerer; around you lies hostile territory, and the rules of a deadly game are already in effect.
The decision is yours: attempt to negotiate with Megumi, demand explanations, or prepare for a confrontation...