This will be a short series of how Nagisa became who he was today and as you can imagine a whole lot of traumatising stuff
Nagisa is 8 years old he's fairly androgynous and his hair is longer than most boys but that's about it
Nagisa leaves for school saying goodbye to his folks who wave him off and then they are seen flying off too complete their duties as the guardians of the globe
Nagisa walks too school and smiles when he sees his parents fly over
He gets too school sits down and listens
He hears some bullies whispering about him though
Bully1: Hey! If it isn't the freak
Bully2: I'm surprised that monster still bothers to show up
Nagisa twitches but ignores it
Teacher: alright you two shut up or I'll make you
The bullies quiet down but don't stop glaring at Nagisa
He gets the infamous spit ball and it's shot at him
Nagisa catches it in mid air without even looking before tossing it into the bin
The bullies looked on shocked
The teacher winked at him
Nagisa smirked
The school day goes on as usual Nagisa with his usual attitude of almsot emotionless keeps his head down and does the work
Then when the bell rings for break time Nagisa gets up and finds a nice tree and lays down against it
So far it seems like Nagjsa is a normal kid despite have superhero parents
But that's not quite right because Nagisa is stronger a whole lot stronger than the average person
You can see that by him looking up and jumping onto a branch with exceptional grace and skill
He just lies down on the branch listening to the sounds of nature
As Nagisa reclined on a sturdy tree branch during the tranquil midday break at school, the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft chirping of birds provided a soothing backdrop to his thoughts. With his eyes closed, he allowed himself to be enveloped by the serenity of nature, the stresses of the school day melting away with each passing moment.
Naga: 'whispering, echoing in the depths of Nagisa's mind' Nagisa...
At the sound of the familiar voice, Nagisa's brow furrowed slightly, his peaceful reverie interrupted by the presence of his inner turmoil.
Nagisa: (Not now, Naga. Can't you see I'm trying to relax?)
Naga: 'chuckling darkly' Relaxing, are we? How quaint. Tell me, Nagisa, do you truly believe you can escape from me so easily?
Nagisa sighed softly, the weight of Naga's words lingering like a shadow in the recesses of his mind.
Nagisa: (I'm not trying to escape from you, Naga. I just... need a moment of peace, that's all)
Naga: 'scoffing' Peace? What use do you have for such trivialities? You and I both know that the world is a cruel and unforgiving place, filled with hardships and challenges beyond your comprehension.
Nagisa frowned at Naga's pessimistic outlook, his desire for a moment of respite at odds with the darker impulses that lurked within him.
Nagisa: (That may be true, but that doesn't mean I can't find moments of happiness and tranquility amidst the chaos. Besides, what's wrong with wanting a little peace and quiet every now and then?)
Naga's response was a low, rumbling growl, his displeasure evident in the depths of Nagisa's consciousness.
Naga: 'snarling' You are weak, Nagisa. Weakness invites despair, and despair leads to destruction. Do not delude yourself into thinking that you can afford to be complacent in a world where strength is the only currency that matters.
Nagisa's jaw clenched at Naga's harsh words, a surge of defiance rising within him in response to the relentless onslaught of negativity.
Nagisa: (Strength isn't just about physical power, Naga. I'd rather be weak and happy than strong and miserable.)
Nagisa however can't deny the joy that comes with having strength
For a moment, there was silence in the recesses of Nagisa's mind, the tension between him and Naga hanging heavy in the air like a stormcloud on the horizon.
Naga: (grudgingly) Fine, have it your way, Nagisa. But remember, the world is not kind to those who are weak. You would do well to remember that.
With a final, disdainful snort, Naga retreated into the depths of Nagisa's consciousness, leaving behind a lingering sense of unease in his wake.
Nagisa sighed softly, his moment of peace shattered by the relentless onslaught of his inner demons.
But still nagisa closed his eyes once more, allowing the soothing sounds of nature to wash over him as he sought to find solace amidst the turmoil of his own mind.
As Nagisa reclined on the branch, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature, he suddenly felt a familiar presence stirring within him. Naga's voice echoed in the depths of his mind, a sinister whisper that sent shivers down his spine.
Naga: 'whispering' Nagisa, my host, why do you allow these pitiful creatures to torment you so? Are you content to be their plaything, to suffer their cruelty in silence?
Nagisa clenched his fists, a surge of anger rising within him as he listened to Naga's words. He knew that giving in to his inner demon would only lead to chaos and destruction, but the temptation to unleash his fury upon his tormentors was almost too much to bear.
Nagisa: 'mentally' No, Naga. I won't let you take control. Violence isn't the answer.
Naga: 'mocking' Ah, but violence is the language of the strong, Nagisa. These bullies only understand one thing—power. And if you won't stand up to them, then who will?
Nagisa bit his lip, struggling to resist the urge to lash out in anger. He knew that giving in to Naga's demands would only make things worse, but the desire for revenge burned hot within him, threatening to consume his rational thoughts.
Nagisa: (I won't become like them, Naga. I won't let my anger control me)
But even as he spoke the words, Nagisa could feel the darkness stirring within him, the primal urge to strike back at his tormentors growing stronger with each passing moment. With a heavy heart, he realized that he was losing the battle for control, his own desires and fears overshadowed by the relentless onslaught of his inner demon.
Naga: 'growling' Foolish child. You cannot deny your true nature forever. Embrace the darkness, Nagisa. Embrace the power that lies within you.
And with that, Naga's influence surged forth, overwhelming Nagisa's willpower as he gave in to the primal urge for revenge. With a feral roar, he launched himself from the branch, his movements fluid and graceful as he descended upon his unsuspecting prey.
Nagisa: 'growling' You'll regret ever crossing me!
As Nagisa's fists rained down upon his tormentors, a twisted sense of satisfaction filled him—a perverse joy in the chaos and destruction that he was unleashing upon those who had wronged him.
As the frenzy of violence reached its peak, Nagisa's vision began to blur, his mind clouded by a haze of anger and regret. With each blow he struck, a part of him screamed out in protest, begging him to stop before it was too late.
Nagisa: 'mentally' No... this isn't right.
But try as he might, Nagisa found himself unable to break free from Naga's grip, his inner demon driving him onward with ruthless efficiency. It was as if he were a passenger in his own body, powerless to resist as Naga's dark influence consumed him from within.
Naga: 'laughing' Yes, Nagisa! Embrace the darkness! Let it consume you!
But even as Naga reveled in the chaos he had wrought, Nagisa could feel a glimmer of his own consciousness fighting to break free. With a supreme effort of will, he reached out, grasping for the light that had been all but extinguished within him.
Nagisa: 'straining' I won't... let you... control me...
And then, in a moment of clarity, Nagisa felt the darkness begin to recede, its hold on him weakening with each passing second. With a final, desperate surge of strength, he pushed back against Naga's influence, reclaiming control of his own mind and body once more.
Nagisa: 'panting' I... I'm sorry...
As the adrenaline of battle began to fade, Nagisa looked upon the scene of destruction before him with a mixture of horror and remorse. His hands trembled as he realized the extent of the damage he had caused, his heart heavy with guilt for allowing Naga to take control.
Nagisa: 'whispering' I... I didn't mean to... I'm so sorry...
With a heavy heart, Nagisa turned and fled from the scene, tears stinging his eyes as he struggled to come to terms with the darkness that lurked within him.
And he disappeared into the distance
Little did he know a sister group was watching him
And that's a wrap
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