My Hero Academia: Training Of The Dead Mga Nobela at Kwento

I’d poked myself more than five times with the darts, God knows what kind of disaster awaited me with a knife in hand. “Starting today,” Adrian said, ignoring my response entirely, “Romano will no longer be training you.” My stomach sank. Adrian gestured to the man who’d entered with him. “Meet Dead Ted. He’ll be your trainer from now on and will continue training you until I say otherwise.” Dead Ted? “I don't need a new trainer?” I said, crossing my arms. “Romano’s a go… goodish trainer,” I added, glancing up at the new guy. My eyes widened as I took him in, quickly concluding that he wasn’t remotely trainer material.

“The reason I lived as human and became friends with you is as a result of what happened after the last war. You needed to get your revenge because everyone close to you died and since there is no one else left, you had to get reborn in another timeline and I am just a connection to your past, and so is Jade and Aiden. That school ground is where the war took place and it is said that only the blood of the Chosen One can resurrect the dead.” “I—I don’t follow,” Amber touched her forehead, looking confused. “Hasn’t Bathilda started her training with you?” Echo asked, still holding the same expression since they started talking. “Training?” Amber repeated. “I guess I must have been too forward

I opened my eyes again, I could see Marko holding the wood tightly in his hand. "You are dead!" shouted Marko as he threw a punch quickly at someone who was running over. I couldn't see who it was because I really couldn't move. The sound of fighting was loud in this room. I tried my best to shift so I could see what was happening. When I succeeded in doing it, tears immediately flowed when I saw Adipati who was fighting Marko. He comes… Adipati comes… He won't let me die... I believe it. While they were still fighting, I heard many footsteps running closer. A deafening gunshot suddenly rang out and Marko fell to his feet covered in blood.

He could not draw another breath when his body slammed right before Bryn Osborne. ‘Is he dead?! ‘He’s actually dead?!’ Everyone was totally mind-blown. No one had a clue how to react to what they just saw. Layton was the leader of a sacred martial arts training ground! A God of War! An expert martial artist! And yet he died just like that?! This… Zaid Surrey, Calvin Lowe, Adler Lowe, Osman Bowie, and the others were stunned. They did not know how to react as well. Bryn and Alani Carlson were in complete disbelief.

Maya's POV The training ground was soaked with blood and sweat. I watched from the platform as two of my potential lieutenants sparred below, Derek against a former Silvermoon warrior named Cassandra. Both had taken modified versions of the serum, carefully calibrated by my mother's medical team to enhance without destroying. Both were faster, stronger, deadlier than they'd been a week ago. But they were still holding back. "Again!" I shouted down at them. "And this time, Cassandra, fight like you actually want to win!"

I kneeled down and looked at Jade, dead on the floor, and I closed her eyes to make her look more peaceful. Jackson called for the specialist warriors to come to the scene and take a look around. They were more like detectives, and had been trained with human's as detectives. Obviously, without the human's knowing what they were. So they were good at what they did. They knew what they were doing and that was all I could ask for.

I asked “You don’t have a realm and a dot anymore…... You have two realms, a realm of order and a realm of chaos. Things are tough, and you are still going to train to utilize them” “But Sho, I’m not sure yet, I just lost James and I’m still processing all this sir.” “Boy! Stop that useless pouting!” he replied. “Oh my god” I thought. “James is you, you are James. Better understand that. He was never dead because you are still here. He can never die. Stand up Jude, we have no time.” The rage and impatience were glaring, like he was about to breathe fire. I got up from the floor and walked behind him to my room, to begin the training.

"If that is true, it will be like sending the heroes to their death" Ladia knew the strength of a rare monster. Although it is of no trouble to her, for the heroes who only had less than two weeks of combat training, was just the same as sending them to their deaths. In no way anyone, even a group of heroes, can manage to kill a monster of the rare rank.

Will this involve killing? We slowly entered inside and I was amazed at the size of the entire arena. Even Brenda and Maureen were impressed by the size of the arena. When we got inside everyone was very quiet. I got even more nervous and looked at the huge monitor, Deus and the other headmasters of the school were there. "And for your level 1 training, you need to kill each other." Kk-kill? "The 20 students who will be left will proceed to level 2 of the training. Good luck my future mafias! Your time starts, now!"

The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of what the Silver Hunters might do with their swords. I wouldn’t be able to bear it if anything more happened to Alec. He’s the only person at Hawthorn that I have left now. Maybe the only person in the world. And I’m not going to let him down. I’m not going to let any of the students down. I’m going to protect them. I leave the hunters lying on the ground and run to Alec. “Winter,” he gasps. “It’s okay. They’re done for.” “No.” He points over my shoulder.