"MIDAS!!! WAKE UP! YOU GOT GO TO SCHOOL!!"
I groaned as I sat up, my wild unkept hair falling over my eyes.
"I'm up, I'm up!" I called back.
I shook the pure golden blanket off me, stood up, and walked out of my room into the bathroom.
It's been four years since I moved to Japan… and honestly, I've completely changed.
I'm not that bratty, short kid anymore. I look like a grown man now—even though I'm only fourteen.
After washing up, I stared at myself in the mirror. Really looked.
Wild, messy charcoal-black hair—almost like seaweed—framed my face. Sharp jawline, hollow cheekbones, a defined nose, narrow eyes… and those same molten gold irises.
Yeah… to most girls, I'd probably look insanely good.
But that's just my face.
My body had gotten denser—more compact. Lean muscle built for power and durability. My physique wasn't just for looks.
"Damn… guess the training gave me more than just strength," I muttered with a grin.
I left the bathroom, changed into my school uniform, and headed downstairs.
"You need to hurry up before you're late," my mom called out.
"Damn, Mom… no 'good morning' or anything?" I said, faking hurt as I sat down and started eating my golden waffles and eggs.
"Well, if you stopped staying up all night messing with your quirk, I wouldn't have to scream your name every morning," she huffed.
I burped after finishing the last bite, stood up, and threw my bag over my shoulder.
"Thanks, Mom. I'm heading out," I said, completely ignoring everything she was saying to me.
"YOU SON OF A—"
Click.
I was already gone.
"What am I going to do with him…" she sighed.
—
Outside, I created a motorcycle entirely out of gold and hopped on.
In the next second, I shot into the air at 600 mph.
"I really came a long way," I grinned.
By the time I turned twelve, I was already proficient in boxing and Muay Thai.
But like my trainer said… skill isn't enough without experience.
So I got experience.
I fought quirked individuals in underground fight clubs across Japan—real fights. Life-or-death.
That's where I got the name Ashura.
And I never even used my quirk.
Just skill… and my abnormal strength and adaptability.
Then there was my quirk training. Four straight years in a gravity chamber. My output depended on my physical strength—so I pushed both to the limit.
Some of the moves I've developed now? Lets just say I've copied some moves from different anime characters I find interesting to replicate.
But I'm not here to struggle with enemies.
I'm here to be the strongest.
—
I snapped out of my thoughts as I arrived at school.
Honestly, I just ran on autopilot here. School felt like a formality.
Girls fawning over me. Guys glaring.
Same thing every day.
"He's so hot!"
"Midas, marry me!"
"Have my children!"
I ignored all of it and walked into class, taking my seat before dozing off.
Ignoring the teachers yapping anout equations and all that.
Mentally checked out. Completely.
—
Later…
When the bell rang I got up and went out the window leaving the students and teachers shocked.
I recreating my bike mid air, using the gold coins in my pocket and then I got on the seat of the golden bike mid air and took off again—this time slower.
I was thinking about future plans while flying home on my golden motorcycle when—
"Let go of me!! Someone help!!"
My head snapped down.
A girl my age was being dragged into a black van by three large men with animal-type mutation quirks.
I didn't hesitate.
I jumped off my bike and dropped to the ground.
"Domain Expansion: Golden Hell."
The moment I landed, everything around me turned to gold—the street, the van, the buildings.
Except the people.
The men froze, eyes wide, greed instantly taking over at the sight of pure gold everywhere.
That hesitation cost them.
Three massive golden pillars shot up from the ground beneath me and slammed into them.
They were sent flying—crashing into a lamppost—knocked out instantly.
I reverted everything back to normal and walked toward the girl.
Then I froze.
…Wait.
I know her.
Momo Yaoyorozu.
My eyes flicked over her for a second, and my inner otaku nearly lost it.
No way.
"You okay?" I asked, keeping my tone calm while forcing myself not to stare at her sexy curves.
She didn't respond.
Just stared at me… wide-eyed… nose bleeding… face completely red.
—
[Momo POV]
Everything was normal.
Until it wasn't.
The car stopped at a red light—
SHRIEEKK!!
The roof was ripped open.
A rhino-like man grabbed me instantly.
"Wait—no!"
"Shut it," another one growled, holding up my bleeding butler.
"No…"
Tears filled my eyes.
"LET ME GO!! SOMEONE HELP!!"
I shut my eyes—
Then suddenly…
I was dropped.
But instead of hitting concrete, I landed on something… soft?
I opened my eyes.
Everything was gold.
Cars. Buildings. Streets. Everything.
"…What?"
Then—pillars.
Massive golden pillars shot up and sent the men flying like they were nothing.
My brain couldn't even process it.
"Hey… are you alright?"
I looked up, seeing a tall muscular man that is 3 inches taller than me.
And my breath caught.
He's… very handsome, a wild and strong type of handsome.
I felt something drip from my nose.
Blood.
I panicked instantly.
"S-sorry…" I stuttered.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking.
"Midas."
"What about you?"
"M-Momo… Momo Yaoyorozu."
He smiled.
And my head felt light.
Then I watched as he pulled out a gold coin… and it melted—expanding, reshaping—turning into a car.
"…Get in. I'll take you home."
I didn't hesitate.
—
Inside the car, it felt… soft. Comfortable.
Then we started floating.
"Wait—how?"
"What's your quirk?"
"Oh? Curious?" he said lazily.
"My quirk lets me create, manipulate, and transmute gold."
"…That's theoretically insane," I said, then realized how excited I sounded and blushed.
"Yeah. Training helps."
"Oh—are you going to U.A. too?"
"Yeah. And thanks for the address—I was going to ask anyway."
—
After a while, we reached my home.
"Well… this is goodbye for now," he said, turning the car into a motorcycle like it was nothing.
"…Actually—wait."
I handed him my phone, blushing.
"Let's exchange contact info… so we can stay in touch."
He smiled.
"You look cute when you're shy, Yaoyorozu."
My face burned.
He saved his number into her phone … then handed it back.
"I've gotta go. My mom's gonna kill me if I'm late."
He hopped on the bike and rose into the sky.
"Take care, Midas!" I called out.
"You too… and I expect a call, sexy."
I froze.
Then ran inside, face burning.
—
Midas chuckled as he flew home.
…Yeah.
Today was interesting, he muttered.
To be continued…
Alright i did the timeskip and AU starts in 11 months.
And also now Midas's appearance is a exact replica of Ohma Tokita from Kengan Ashura but his irises is the name molten gold color.
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Chapters might be random since I've got my own life with boxing and highschool. but i'll try my best.
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