Vol. 2, Chapter 3- Level Up?

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On I-Island, a bustling hub of technological innovation, the morning sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as the day began to awaken. At 6 am, scientists and normal people alike embarked on their distinctive morning routines, each driven by their unique passions and responsibilities.

In the sprawling research facilities scattered across I-Island, scientists immersed themselves in their work, driven by a curiosity to unravel the mysteries of science. In their labs, clad in white coats and safety goggles, they meticulously pursued their experiments and groundbreaking discoveries. Some scientists analyzed data on holographic screens, poring over complex algorithms and equations, while others delicately manipulated samples in specialized equipment.

A group of biologists on I-Island gathered in a state-of-the-art greenhouse, tending to a myriad of plants and conducting experiments to advance agricultural practices. They carefully measured nutrients, monitored growth patterns, and made notes on the health and development of their botanical subjects. With a blend of passion and precision, they sought innovative solutions to enhance food production and ensure sustainability.

Engineers and technicians were busy fine-tuning cutting-edge machinery and developing innovative gadgets that could revolutionize daily life. They worked in workshops filled with tools, intricate circuit boards, and prototypes. Some huddled around holographic blueprints, discussing design improvements and brainstorming novel approaches to problem-solving.

Outside the realm of scientific endeavors, normal people on I-Island embraced their own morning routines. Families enjoyed leisurely breakfasts in their high-tech kitchens, where automated appliances seamlessly prepared their meals. Parents guided their children through holographic lessons and educational games, instilling a love for learning and fostering intellectual growth.

Fitness enthusiasts took to the island's lush parks and state-of-the-art gyms, engaging in invigorating workouts. Joggers, cyclists, and yoga enthusiasts relished the opportunity to exercise amidst breathtaking scenery, fueled by the island's serene atmosphere and clean air.

As the morning light filtered through the closed curtains, a certain 12th-floor room on I-Island remained bathed in serene stillness.

Denki, the protagonist of this fanfiction, lies sound asleep on his bed, oblivious to the world around him.

The door to Denki's room creaked open softly, and Takuto entered cautiously. Aware of Denki's need for rest, Takuto approached the slumbering kid with a gentle demeanor, careful not to startle him.

Takuto reached Denki's bedside and leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper. He placed a hand on Denki's shoulder and gently shook him, attempting to rouse him from his deep slumber.

"Denki," Takuto said softly, "wake up, it's time for the experiment."

Denki stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open as he gradually became aware of his surroundings. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he looked up at Takuto, his gaze still groggy and disoriented.

"Mmm, experiment?" Denki mumbled, his voice drowsy and laden with sleep. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes as he tried to shake off the remnants of his slumber.

Takuto nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Yes, Denki. The Quirk Development Program is going to start in a moment and other scientists are waiting for your arrival as well."

Denki's sleepiness began to dissipate, gradually replaced by a growing enthusiasm. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, his mind shifting gears from dreams to the exciting prospect of scientific exploration.

"All right, Takuto," Denki replied, his voice gaining more vigor with each passing moment. "I'm up and ready. Let's go!"

Takuto's smile widened, his fondness for Denki evident in his eyes. He reached out and affectionately ruffled Denki's hair.

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