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    (adj.) Impossible to erase or forget.


    Momo Yaoyorozu knew she was different from other children, like a piece from another puzzle.

    She could understand a language no one ever taught her, she could solve math faster than other children, and write better than others, despite being a toddler. And deep down, she had a gnawing instinct to prepare for something she couldn’t name.

    Her parents adored her. They nurtured her curiosity, even when it was odd to others.

    But the moment her Quirk awakened, so did her past life.

    Memories that didn’t belong to a rich little girl in Japan, memories of watching this world from the outside, cheering for heroes like All Might and Deku, of knowing exactly what was coming.

    And she had been reborn with Creation— a Quirk already absurdly powerful in the right hands.

    So she trained.

    Every day, every night, every year, becoming stronger, faster, smarter. Not just a hero in name— but as an unstoppable force, forged from talent and the relentless drive of someone who knew what was coming, someone who wanted to improve.

    Momo Yaoyorozu knew what she wanted to become.

    A hero that no one will ever forget.

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    08 Aug 2026

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    "Do you think she is into girls?"
    Zoey asked, crossing her arms and glancing up at Mira.

    "You are kidding me," she tucked her hands into her white lab coat. Nonetheless, a playful smirk fell onto her face as she thought about it.

    Or, Mira and Zoey find something-other than each other— swimming about their hearts.

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    06 Aug 2026

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    "Turns out he’s the chosen hero of the legends," Daruk said with a cough.

    Revali sputtered into a stunned silence.

    “Bullshit, that’s impossible!” His feathers rustled as he balked. “He was sent by the demon king!”

    “We know that, but— he has the mark of the goddess on his hand,” Urbosa snapped. “The rest of us saw it. If you don’t believe it, you can see for yourself.”

    The Rito didn’t even deign to give the unconscious swordsman a glance.

    “Hero or not, we’re not letting him off the hook just like that,” Revali’s voice climbed an octave. “He’s too dangerous— we saw what he’s capable of. We have to kill him while he’s still weakened!”

    “We aren’t killing him,” Zelda asserted again. This time, she lifted her eyes. Her voice held a note of cautiousness, but it was still unshakeable.

    “If we’re to even hope to defeat the demon king, we need the hero on our side. We have to take him with us.”

    In which Link was raised as Ganon’s right hand man, but Zelda and the Champions snatch him away.

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    31 Jul 2026

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    Rumi’s jaw trembled. “You think I don’t notice?” she pressed, voice thick with hurt she couldn’t hide anymore. “The way you look at me like I’m… annoying. Like I’m nothing. Like I’ll never be good enough for you.”

    “That’s not—” Mira’s voice faltered, snapping off before it could betray her. She clenched her teeth hard enough her jaw ached.

    Rumi didn’t stop. She couldn’t—she was unraveling, and she dragged Mira down with her.

    “Then what is it?!” Rumi’s nails curled into Mira’s arm, desperate, pleading, furious. “Why do you treat me like I’m the problem? Like I’m the only one you can’t stand to be around? Everyone else gets the part of you that laughs, that smiles, that actually lets people in—but me?” Her breath shuddered. “All I get is this.”

    Her voice cracked on this, and it hit harder than any hit they’d thrown.

    Mira squeezed her eyes shut, chest trembling. Stop. Please stop. I can’t do this.

    But Rumi pushed—because she needed an answer, because she was breaking.

    “You hate me so much? Then fine—say it!” she choked. “Say it to my face so I can finally stop wondering why the hell I keep trying with you.”

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    Pre-debut Rumira that hate each other

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    20 Jul 2026

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    “Why is it,” Celine gestured toward the newborn’s head, the little patch of hair on top catching her attention more than the horns coming out from between the fringe, “purple?”

    “Celine!” Poppy exclaimed.

    “No, no, I’m serious!” she flailed her arms and waved them toward the damp fur of the tiny demon cradled against Mi-yeong’s chest. “It’s a genuine question!”

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    How Celine and the Sunlight Sisters raised Rumi based off of the baby demon Rumi fanart by @godlykoii on Twitter.

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    20 Jul 2026