MHA: Sand Sand Fruit

Akira squinted as a blinding light pierced through the darkness, forcing his eyes open.

The world around him was an endless expanse of white.

(Ding-dong! Welcome, host. Congratulations on becoming a Transmigrator—an event with only a one-in-a-billion chance!)

"A dream?" Akira muttered, his voice tinged with confusion. His first instinct was to pinch himself.

No pain.

"Yeah, definitely a dream," he concluded. "Though… it feels oddly real."

His head buzzed faintly, like an echo of something he couldn't quite grasp. Shrugging off the unease, he closed his eyes again, planning to let the dream unfold naturally.

(This may seem like a dream, but it's very real!)

The voice cut through his drowsy thoughts.

(As a new Transmigrator, the system will grant you a beginner's gift pack!)

Akira hummed noncommittally, still half-asleep.

[Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, on obtaining the Sand-Sand Fruit ability (enhanced version—immune to seawater weakness!).]

"Ding-dong! Congratulations on obtaining Conqueror's Haki!"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations on obtaining Observation Haki!"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations on obtaining Armament Haki!"

The words blurred together in his mind, and he only caught fragments. "Sand-Sand Fruit… Haki… My Hero Academia?"

Before he could process it, a sharp pain jolted him fully awake.

Akira's eyes snapped open to an unfamiliar ceiling. The sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint beep of monitors confirmed his suspicion.

"A hospital?" he murmured, scanning the room. He was lying in a bed, an oxygen mask strapped to his face. The dull ache in his head intensified as disjointed thoughts flooded his mind.

"What happened? Why am I here?"

Before he could gather his thoughts, a woman burst into the room.

"Akira! You're awake!" she cried, her voice trembling with relief.

The moment she spoke, a torrent of foreign memories surged into Akira's mind. Scenes of a life he didn't recognize played like a fragmented movie—school days, family moments, and a tragic accident.

His expression twisted, shifting between confusion, joy, and blankness.

The woman's concern deepened. "Doctor! Nurse! Something's wrong with my son!" she yelled into the hallway.

Footsteps clattered toward the room, but Akira quickly raised his hand.

"Mom… I'm fine," he said, his voice steadying.

The woman froze, then rushed forward to embrace him, tears streaming down her face.

After some convincing, Akira managed to send her away, claiming he needed rest. Alone in the quiet room, he began to sort through the chaotic memories.

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The memories revealed the truth. His name was now Kitagawa Akira, and he was no longer in his original world. The unfamiliar ceiling, the hospital, and the woman who had called him "son" all confirmed it.

The system's announcement wasn't a dream—it was real. He had been transported to the world of [My Hero Academia].

His beginner's gift pack granted him the abilities of the Sand-Sand Fruit, along with Conqueror's Haki, Observation Haki, and Armament Haki. These powers replaced the original Quirk of his body, rendering him unique in this world.

The Sand-Sand Fruit, a Logia-type Devil Fruit from One Piece, gave Akira the ability to turn his body into sand and manipulate it at will. He remembered how Crocodile, the infamous Warlord of the Sea, had wielded it with devastating precision. Crocodile could summon sandstorms, absorb moisture, and turn entire landscapes into deserts.

However, Crocodile had a fatal weakness: water. That flaw had been Akira's first concern, but his version of the fruit was enhanced. He was completely immune to seawater and all other liquids that would normally render Devil Fruit users helpless.

Still, the system's abrupt departure left him bitter. "So, it just dumps me here with some powers and vanishes? Typical!" he grumbled.

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A few days later, Akira was discharged from the hospital. He had been hit by a car in this world, which explained the head injury. The incident also gave him a convenient excuse to take some time alone and experiment with his newfound abilities.

In his small, dimly lit bedroom, Akira decided to test the Sand-Sand Fruit first. He held out his hand, and with a thought, his skin began to dissolve into grains of sand. The sensation was strange but exhilarating.

His body crumbled into a pile of sand on the floor, only to reassemble moments later into his human form.

"Not bad," he muttered, a small smirk playing on his lips.

To confirm his immunity to water, he dipped his hand into a glass of water. The liquid rippled harmlessly, and his sandy skin remained intact.

"Looks like I've inherited Crocodile's power… but without the downsides."

Akira couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. The Sand-Sand Fruit's destructive potential was terrifying, especially in a world like My Hero Academia, where such powers didn't exist.

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Akira's journey in this strange world was just beginning. With his unique powers and knowledge of this universe, he had the tools to carve out his destiny. But he also knew that *My Hero Academia* was no walk in the park. Villains, heroes, and endless challenges awaited him.

For now, though, he was ready.

"Let's see what this world has to offer," Akira muttered, a determined glint in his eyes.