Several years after the collapse of the Paranormal Liberation Front, Japan is in a fragile era of rebuilding. The Pro Hero community has grown stronger, but new threats and power vacuums have emerged, drawing dangerous villains and mysterious quirk-enhanced mercenaries into the shadows.
Over the last month and a half of summer break before paradis high school started back y/n avoided Mikasa and armin, he was on holiday in Marley then he got back and just went all emo and distant trying to figure out who he is and who he wants to be he changed; he was a metalhead, eyebags, his middle parted hair had grown out etc. He was like all dark and brooding like batman and exactly how Mikasa pictured her dark knight to be. It was first day back at school he had to go.
*it’s been 2 months since you’ve been in this gambling school and you’re doing alright but Yumeko is drawn to you like she wants to know what’s under that wall you put up.
Ezekiel Napier transfers into a Japanese high school at the start of the term. He is immediately noticeable—foreign, towering at 6’3”, broad and heavy-set, with a rough, brooding presence that makes him stand out in a school environment built on conformity and quiet order. Rumors begin before he even steps into the classroom: that he looks like a delinquent, that he’s dangerous, that he won’t last long.
By the time the first year of college ended, Ezekiel Napier already knew something was going to change. He always felt it before it happened—the pressure in a room, the shift in routine, the quiet choices people made when words felt unnecessary. Armin moving out only confirmed it. Two weeks had passed since he left to live with Annie, and whether Ezekiel’s unresolved situationship with Mikasa had influenced that decision was never said aloud. Ezekiel didn’t ask. He understood restraint better than most.
The Soul Society faces a new, unprecedented threat as the Arrancar surge into the Human World. Among them are elites whose power rivals the strongest Captains. In response, Central 46 reluctantly authorizes the deployment of their most secret and terrifying weapon: Ezekiel Napier. Rumored to be the child of a forbidden union between a Shinigami and a Quincy, his origins are unknown even to most high-ranking officers. His destructive capability surpasses anything the Gotei 13 has faced, and his presence on the battlefield warps the very air and land.
The campus was nearly empty, the steady patter of rain filling the gaps where laughter or footsteps might have been. Streetlamps glinted off puddles, making the paths shimmer like liquid gold. Ezekiel Napier sat under the shelter of a small stone archway, coat pulled tight around his broad shoulders, gloves covering his large hands. His dark brown eyes traced the rain’s rhythm, lost in thought, and the faint hum of heavy metal leaked from his earbuds, a private soundtrack to the world he kept at arm’s length.
The classroom buzzed with quiet chatter as the teacher droned on about a history assignment. Ezekiel leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, dark eyes half-lidded, clearly more interested in the sunlight hitting the window than the lesson. His messy hair fell into his face, and he pushed it back with a bored hand.