Sandman in MHA

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Can't believe my clone is way superior to me right now!

What kind of trick is he gonna pull off this time?

Yuta's eyes were scanning the whole warehouse, glancing around to spot his clone but no, he didn't see anything. Yuta's fist was clenched and he had already taken his stance, ready for any surprise attack.

The clone appeared above Yuta who quickly leaped backwards and launched a sand blade attack by swinging his right arm towards his clone. The sand blade came in contact with the clone and was slit in half.

Yuta smirks for just a second then the clone regenerates once more as Yuta jaws drop to the floor.

What's with this clone? Is it a trickster? 

Yuta wiped the sweats from his brows and maintained his breath when exhaustion finally kicked in. 

Oh shit!! This is going too far. Can't say this is training anymore since this clone is about to assassinate me.

Yuta was covered in bruises all over his body, fatigue and exhaustion had already weighed on him and his vision was getting blurry every second.

Yuta was drenched in sweat which made his movement slack off but he kept advancing, throwing a series of attacks towards the clone which was just regenerating rapidly. The clone flicked his fingers upward when sand sprouted out the ground and grapped Yuta's legs.

Fuck!!

The clone charged at Yuta who was caught firmly on the ground. At the same time the clone was about to collide with Yuta, Yuta exclaimed as he clenched his fist making the clone and the sand that held him down flared up instantly.

I did it!!

Yuta was at the brink of collapsing when he raised his right hand upwards and screamed with his last energy when he finally won against his clone and fell down unconscious.

He slept on the floor for hours, his body became sticky from the dried sweats and particles of sand clung onto his body.

The day drifted quickly when Yuta gained his consciousness, opening his eyes slowly, he jolted off from the ground in shock when he felt pains all over his body.

He turned his gaze around and blinked twice before his mind rewinded back to what happened before passing 

out. He stood up and dust off the sand particles that clung onto his body and walked towards his backpack to grab his snacks and a bottle of water.

Yuta ate to his fill and sat crossed leg on the metal floor of the warehouse while he meditated on the spar he had earlier with his clone and how he was able to turn his clone attack to dust.

I was able to pull off the trick in the least second!

If I can shapeshift my opponent's attack to sand particles without touching them, then doesn't that mean I'll be a broken op? 

I mean, If I can turn my body to sand and also turn any attacks to sand?

Can't wait!!

Doing some stretches to free up the stiff bones, Yuta stood, ready to go to the next round. Yuta swallowed some spits, took in some air and let it out. He created a huge sand ball and made it float mid air when he tried to extinguish the sand.

Finally! He did it!!

"Awesome!"

Yuta smiled, heart racing so hard, sweats drifting down his cheeks and brows when he drifted into laughter. He laughed aloud in happiness when his eyes started getting wet, precisely getting choked by laughter.

He called out his clone once more and broke out into a spar yet again. This time, he understood it, he understands it now!!

The clone charged at Yuta and sent a sand fist that emerged from the ground when Yuta leaped to the air to dodge the attack and with a snap of his fingers, the ground under the clone turned into a quicksand.

The legs of the clone sinked into the ground when Yuta delivered a powerful sand punch that shattered the clone into sand particles.

The particles spread over the floor merged together and the clone was ready to go round 2 again. The clone sent a long sand blade by swinging his right leg when Yuta smirked and snapped his fingers causing the outburst of the sand blade.

How does it feel?

Yuta couldn't contain his excitement and began laughing with his arms over his stomach as the clone charged again but Yuta ducked and dodge the attack.

Yuta back flipped away to keep distance but the clone charged again, sparing no time for Yuta to think of any strategy while Yuta just focused on getting his new ability to prefecture.

Series of attacks was turned into sand particles by Yuta who just started enjoying his spar with his clone. Understanding how it works, got him to take the upper hand during the friendly spar when he decided to take it seriously and tried to exhibit each and every move he has learnt all this while.

As Yuta shot skyward, sand particles formed and clung to his back while the clone kept charging at him. He quickly flung his sand wings in midair while his clone merely gave him a sidelong glance from the ground.

Mimicking Yuta's ability, the clone was able to do the same with Yuta and flew into the air when Yuta's eyes widened. 

Trickster!!

Yuta smirked as he watched his clone fly directly at him when he clapped both hands together as the sand wings that clung onto the back of the clone flared up. 

I'm getting used to this!

Sand immediately sprang up from the ground and grabbed the clone's limbs as soon as it reached the floor. Yuta balled both fists as the sand ripped off the clone's limbs…

Easy!

The sand grains gathered again and the clone emerged from it. Giving no time for the clone to attack, Yuta sent a series of sand bullets which shot through the clone as he regenerated instantly…

An idea instantly shot through Yuta's brain when he quickly analyzed and perfected the move. Sand-like portals appeared behind Yuta who was still at mid air as different sand animals emerged from it and charged at the clone all at once at a decent speed.

Flawless!!

"This is interesting, hahaha."

*cough**cough* Yuta covered his mouth with his right palm but when he removed it, he saw blood on his palms and realized he had pushed himself more than his usual time limit using his clone.

Gotta round up as soon as possible or I'm gonna die!

Yuta created the clone yet again when he coughed another round of blood but he still pushed on. Pushed through his limit and went ultra.

He unveiled the wings clinging to his back, performed a front flip, and landed a blow that the clone halted with both hands over his head. Yuta's legs followed by sending out a long drill of sand, slicing the clone in half.

Yuta rushed the clone this time in close combat when he infused his quirk with his martial arts techniques. The clone was forced to go full defense. After a short period of time exchanging blows, the adrenaline shot through Yuta's body when fatigue and exhaustion weighed him down with blood streaming down his nose.

That caused the outburst of his clone when he fell down, unable to move any longer, could hear his heartbeat, vision blurry and finally passed out when his body fell down to the floor.

Yuta could've killed himself pushing through his limit and with that, he was able to analyze new techniques with the help of sparring with his clone.

Yuta finally understood it now, he was able to turn his clone attack to sand. He had not yet attained the pinnacle of his ability to touch anything, whether it be solid or not, and transform it into sand.

He was getting there, carefully and steadily, he has learnt far more than he did when he trained alone without his clone. If he was to learn how to erase anything from existence by just the touch of his fingers, then he'll be crazy op—I mean, he's gonna get there but he's not at the level for that.

He just had to flow with nature and reality than dive into something he doesn't know if it'll bring harm to his own life afterwards.

Time flew, the day getting darker, the crimson moonlight filtered through the broken windows of the warehouse. Yuta opened his eyes, still laying down on the floor with grains of sand all over his body.

His muscles hurt so much that he could not move, and the pain shot through every vein in his body. Yuta let out a groan as he dragged himself across the warehouse to his backpack and grabbed his bottle of water, swallowing it whole.

After he had had enough, he dropped the empty bottle onto the floor and gritted his teeth as he lifted himself from the ground using his arms.

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