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My Hero Academia: Explosive Power

I wanted to try my hand at OP Izuku. People tend to give Izuku some overpowered Quirk from birth, but why not the possibly most overpowered Quirk held by a hero hopeful Izuku's age, 'Explosion'? 'Explosive Power' is the name of this idea, and Izuku's Quirk's official name (Explosion+OFA).

(This is still in the 'idea' stage, so it's rather rough. Also eventual God-like Izuku, so not a very serious idea.)

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I was born Izuku Bakugo, as THAT PERSON'S twin (fortunately not identical). As I grew up, I didn't manifest a Quirk. At four or five years old, the doctor said I might be a late bloomer, or have a really subtle Quirk, or something like that. At six, Kacchan -no, Kacchan is dead; in his place is some kind of monster- did something unforgivable. If I hadn't had somehow had resistance to fire, explosions and all impacts, I would have lost that eye, the doctors said. As it is, I got a terrible scar, but no loss of vision - thank the gods for small mercies.

Don't imagine that late bloomers end up manifesting in their teens or anything. When I slept that night in the hospital, after Katsuki did what he did, I woke up due to a nightmare... only to live another nightmare: my calves and feet started exploding like firecrackers and the bed's sheets caught on fire, though it was stopped quickly thanks to automatic fire sprinklers. I don't know why some people consider them useless.

Despite only being six, it didn't take me long to realize just how close I had come to killing a lot of people. My parents took me to a doctor to check out the intricacies of my Quirk, and I was crying all the way. Mom just thought I was crying out of joy and was hugging me, laughing. I could see Dad giving me looks through the front mirror, though; he seemed worried, and I knew I had been seen through.

As for Kaccha- Katsuki, he seemed elated to hear that I had gotten a Quirk - I had thought he would be jealous, but he just tried to talk to me enthusiastically, as if nothing had happened; as if me having a Quirk changed anything!

Soon enough, we arrived and the doctor asked me to use my Quirk to demonstrate, but I refused.

"Come on brat, don't be stubborn now," Mom said, "what's gotten into you?"

I looked at Dad, who tried to keep Mom from talking, but she continued - Dad was almost always able to keep her reined in when he bothered to say something, but that time, it was different.

"You've got a damn Quirk now - isn't that what you've wanted since you were a toddler and watching All Might's debut a thousand fucking times a day? It's damn powerful, too! So, chin up!" Mom said, completely missing the point.

I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks, then said, "not like this. Not the same Quirk as that villain. Hell, I might have burned down that hospital if I hadn't gotten lucky!" Pointing at Katsuki.

I saw the dawning realization on Mom's face, but it was too late, and no amount of pleading, cursing or threats on her part worked. Dad managed to get me to show my Quirk in action to the doctor just that once, and the doctor determined that I produced nitroglycerin, or something similar, from the soles of my feet and the back of my calves.

On the other hand, Katsuki was completely silent. I threw his direction a glare from time to time, but otherwise ignored him.

Katsuki eventually spoke, saying, "grow up, nerd. I didn't know you to be such a wimp! You've got a Quirk now - our old woman isn't wrong about what she said before."

"What did you say...?" I said quietly.

"I said 'grow up' and 'you're a wimp', you shit," Katsuki said.

Unfortunately, I didn't have as much control over myself then as I should, and small blasts started coming out of my legs. Katsuki was making small blasts too, probably for intimidation. Mom was yelling at us to stop, while Dad had frozen in place. I blasted forward; I knew that explosions wouldn't do much to Katsuki, so I kicked him, boosting my hit with explosions... getting Katsuki in the gut, making him double over and puke.

I put my hand on the back of his head to smash him into his vomit, but Mom stopped me and separated us along with Dad, who had regained his cool and clapped his hands really loudly (and slightly explosively) to get us to listen.

We were then promptly kicked out by the doctor... and his assistant, and his secretary, the both of whom he had called as backup in case we turned our violence on him. Needless to say, we were barred from ever visiting that clinic ever again.

From then on, I asked to be away from Katsuki Bakugo. After a tearful goodbye with my parents -I will never forget the way that Mom, though I should learn to call her Mitsuki-san now, damn it, cried in public for the first time-, I became Izuku Midoriya, and Auntie Inko became Mother. I even dye the blond part of my hair green nowadays.

I was still a favorite target of bullies, even though the Bakugo family left Mustafu, so Mother tried to enroll me in a martial arts dojo when I was eight, but nobody wanted the kid who refused to show or even divulge his Quirk. At least, the bullies eventually learned to leave me alone, mainly because I had great resistance to hits and a high pain tolerance, as well as little reluctance to punching them to submission.

They tried to get me in trouble for beating them up, but unfortunately for them, I was smart enough to be near a camera before I retaliated, in such a way that their antics were caught but the beating I gave them wasn't, so they ended up with four times as much detention as I got, and a nice five-day-long suspension each.

I was ten when I met Sorahiko-sensei. The only physical training I had done by then was building up my stamina by jogging, though my mental training was extensive. You see, I had heard that an elderly, retired Pro Hero who knew martial arts lived somewhere in Yamanashi. By that time, Mother had given up on finding a dojo that would accept me. It took me several months, but I managed to pinpoint the man's location - he lived in a certain dilapidated building. Or, at least, that was what I hoped. At first, I couldn't believe that my conclusion was correct, but I went and rang the doorbell anyway.

After a painful, painful conversation, in which he pretended to be senile and I admitted that I wanted to make people feel safe in my presence, but had gotten used to getting into fights with bullies, so I needed to become more disciplined, he decided to take me on as a student. 'Too much like Toshinori... but much smarter', he said, though I don't think I was supposed to hear that.

I have to say, though - the man knew his stuff. He REALLY knew his stuff. He turned the undisciplined, muttering brat that I had been into a much less undisciplined brat, one that still muttered and mumbled a bit; well, at least I honed my fighting instincts, which had already been extremely advanced according to Gran Torino, and learned how to analyze more quickly and with more skill. The Shoot Style and Shoot Style Mk.2 were notable, too. Oh, I got abs too. Let's not forget about those.

The man managed to persuade me to use my Quirk more; after a lot of Quirk counseling, I had learned how to use my Quirk while still being responsible with it, but the counselors weren't miracle workers. Sorahiko-sensei, on the other hand, slowly coaxed me into getting used to explosions and heat, then into exploring the limits and applications of my Explosion (my tendency and passion for analyzing Quirks helped a lot) and before I knew it, I had started training my Quirk just as much as my body and mind.

Sorahiko-sensei said something about recommending me to someone named Toshinori as a 'candidate'. I didn't get what he had meant then; that came later.

I met All Might when I was fourteen. I asked him if someone who feared his Quirk would be able to be like him. Unfortunately, he rejected my dream, saying that someone who's afraid of their Quirk, he couldn't say would make a good hero... which depressed me for all of ten seconds, but I gave All Might my own rejection of his opinion - I'm not a quitter, I said, with a lot more curse words.

Then a clusterfuck (tch, I swore again. Damn that Katsuki. It's his fault) that involved, of all people, Katsuki, whom I saved from a villain made of sludge without even pausing to remember I hated him (and I hadn't even known that the Bakugo family were back in town) by throwing my bag at the sludge villain's eyes... only for the villain to recover and nearly kill me, being saved by All Might again.

Katsuki found me after the heroes were done with scolding me. He didn't tell me he didn't owe me anything. He didn't sass me, nor explode me. He only looked at me with an unidentifiable emotion, without saying anything, then left. I remember thinking 'what the motherfucking fuck was that shit about...?' Yes, I cursed even more in my thoughts. Deal with it or piss off. Twat.

I got into a depressive mood again, but fate had other plans, or maybe All Might did. He came to find me again - this time, in his civilian form. He introduced himself as Toshinori Yagi. I wasn't sure where I had heard that name before, but it sounded familiar. Anyway, he had an offer for me. He wanted me to become his successor; inherit his Quirk. Another part of my life that I can never forget is when All Might said those words: 'Young man! You too can become a hero!'

After a bit of disbelief and skepticism, I accepted All Might's offer with little to no hesitation. We had barely over ten months before the U.A. exams. I somehow managed to persuade Mother to let me be home-schooled for the final year of Junior High. The Bakugos had helped sway her opinion, I found out later.

Yagi-sensei was curious about where I got my physique, and I told him about Sorahiko-sensei, reluctantly. It was a big surprise for me, that we had been trained by the same person. According to All Might, it shouldn't take too long to make my body a suitable vessel for One For All. All Might admitted that it might have been a mistake to avoid Gran Torino for so long.

"In my defense," All Might said, "I didn't want to choose my successor on someone else's recommendation, even if it was someone I trusted. I wanted to meet someone on my own. It feels more... organic, less forced, you know?"

As far as training goes, we concentrated on getting my arms to a point they could keep up with my legs without neglecting the latter by cleaning the beach, and on turning my body even more durable. I could withstand several of Sorahiko-sensei's hits without puking, which I told Yagi-sensei, flinching slightly... only to see Yagi-sensei flinch and shudder, himself. "Wimp," came out of my mouth without prompting, but Yagi-sensei simply cleared his throat. I had to put a lot of effort into NOT apologizing; I had to get over my fanboyism, because he was my teacher now.

At my insistence, Yagi-sensei got the both of us support gear - masks that would keep our lungs from getting problems from all that trash. Yagi-sensei also decided to help me with Explosion; it would also double as lower body strength training, since it took a lot of strength and durability to take the blasts, and put strain on my body. When I had first trained my explosive Quirk, I had needed to learn which body parts to flex to consciously cause explosions, which had taken me the better part of a month. Even after that, repeated explosions would tire me out within a few minutes, and I often accidentally burned myself. It had taken a while to get used to CAUSING explosions, rather than being their target.

With Gran Torino, I had gotten used to using it continuously, both mentally and physically, made the blasts more efficient and learned how to make decently powerful explosions. I also learned its mid-level workings. With All Might, I took things to the next level.

After a lot of experimentation and accidents -such as when I tried to propel myself with explosions, but messed up on the timing and instead of making two identical explosions at the same time, one of my calves exploded later than the other, sending me spinning. Or when I fell into the sea and was unable to sweat enough for nearly an hour afterwards, owing to the very cold water. Or when I fell from quite a height onto a trash heap. Or when- well, you get the idea- I managed to get a more advanced understanding of Explosion.

Much of what I did to propel myself was copied from things I had seen Gran Torino do with Jet, but there were innovations of my own, or inspired by other sources. I didn't neglect the power of my explosions, though, nor my overall stamina... even if both my teachers had said that my stamina was monstrous.

Approximately six months after I started training with All Might, which was four months before the U.A entrance exams, I finished cleaning the heaps of trash, and All Might deemed me more than ready for One For All... so he gave me a tuft of hair to eat.

"Do you know that eating hair can cause urgent health problems in the stomach that need surgery to correct? Or that-"

After a rant that Yagi-sensei barely managed to stop, he pierced his skin with a sewing needle, bled into a half-full bottle of water and gave it to me to drink. Feeling like a vampire from old movies and books, I drank. The metallic taste was so fucking disgusting it nearly made me puke. After a few hours, I felt something a bit unfamiliar in my gut. Since Sorahiko-sensei had corrected my tendency of following All Might too closely, instead of punching, I kicked a sand hill carefully, injuring myself. Fortunately, it was a mild injury, and took less than ten days to heal; that was mainly because Sorahiko-sensei had warned Yagi-sensei to tell me not to use anywhere near full power, so I managed to limit it to around a third of maximum power.

Sorahiko-sensei was very impressed that I managed to lower the output so quickly - he said that having a Quirk of my own that I struggled with learning how to control probably helped, but either way, my intuition was incredible. Yet another thing I have in common with Katsuki. Damn it.

The next time, I thought over the reason I got injured; it wasn't just the level of power, because it wasn't only my foot that got injured, despite being the place to take the impact. I thought I should reinforce all of my leg, but that would make me injure my hip or something- oh.

Insert obligatory food simile here. The second try went far better, and I invented One For All: Full Cowl. I could use eight percent, nine at most, of One For All throughout my body without feeling like I would destroy said body. The remaining three and a half months were spent not only getting my original Quirk back into control because it suddenly got stronger, but using both Quirks in tandem and sparring with Yagi-sensei and Sorahiko-sensei, though the latter was not around often... the one time I mentioned to Sorahiko-sensei something about possessing two Quirks, he looked at me condescendingly for some reason. Mostly, he helped me with studying for the written exam when he was around.

I was the most proud over the fact that I managed to keep from injuring myself apart from some relatively mild bruises... the new Shoot Style variation was a bust at the time, though - while Shoot Style Mk.2 was well-suited for One For All already (the canny old man that was Sorahiko-sensei had made sure of that), Mk.3 was meant to have a very important difference (apart from me learning how to adapt my style by actually having One For All) : asymmetric Quirk application.

In other words, I tried to apply more of One For All to my lower body than my upper body and even use explosions in a similar way to perform more advanced maneuvers, like making an explosion stronger on one side to make me spin... on purpose, at least, because I had managed that on accident before and ended up on my face or ass.

I soon realized that I started producing explosive sweat in my hands and all parts of my feet too after getting One For All, being able to control exactly at which place, down to the square millimeter, my sweat would be set off; before, it had been only on the soles of my feet and the back of the calves, and hadn't been as precise. I doubted that I would be able to match Katsuki's power and precision in his specialty, the hands, though. I also changed my Quirk's registration into 'Explosive Power'.

I happened to meet someone in the meantime and hang out with him; his name was Neito Monoma. He was a bit of a jerk, with a heart of... well, jerk, but he really wanted to become a hero. He started warming up to me when I commented that his Quirk was really powerful, and considering how smart he was, it was even more useful for heroics than it seemed.

You see, his Quirk was 'Copy' - he could store up to five Quirks at a time (and non-activated Quirks could be kept without a time limit), and had managed to reach a time limit of twenty-eight minutes for a Quirk. He could only use up to two Quirks at a time (which made his time limit for both go by twice as quickly), but could switch almost freely between them, so it wasn't a huge limitation. He had started out with a time limit of two minutes, and could only store one Quirk at a time, but improved a lot. His might be one of the rare Quirks that have few limits on their growth.*

From what I got from his, some of his classmates had feared and disliked him because they considered his Quirk a villainous one. At first, they simply thought that his Quirk wasn't very useful because it relied on having people around to copy off, so they looked down upon him - as Monoma's Quirk kept improving, they changed their minds about it for the (even) worse. That's probably why he was so hardened. When he hated or envied somebody, he became a terrible bastard worthy of Katsuki. He also had a sense of humor that was slightly sadistic. To be honest, I'm not sure why I hung out with him then -loneliness maybe...?- but I also warmed up to him eventually. He was competitive and really passionate about becoming the best hero he could be, and I could relate with that. I like to think I was a positive influence on him.

The day of the practical exam arrived; I knew that I had passed the written exam; easily, if aiming for the Hero Course, but I believed that I had done well enough to be able to enter the General Course if I failed the Practical (a scenario I tried not to think about). By this time, I could manage fourteen percent of One For All Full Cowl, fifteen for a couple minutes if I pushed myself and sixteen for a little bit, but it felt like the bones in my whole body were about to crack.

I ended up tripping, but rolled with the momentum. Then, a brown-haired girl told me I was awesome, and admitted she had been about to catch me with her Quirk. We introduced ourselves, I asked about her Quirk, then we rushed to the meeting place. (I managed to talk to a girl without stuttering! (Much.) Unbelievable!)

In the auditorium, we were given instructions by Present Mic. I managed to drown out my inner fanboy... and ended up muttering about my strategy and tactics in the upcoming test. Oh well. A tall, blue haired boy called me out, along with some bullshit about UA's integrity. I showed him my middle finger before I could stop myself, causing him to sputter and stop talking. Well, you can't win them all, but at least I made some people laugh.

When I reached the testing grounds, I could see a few standouts: the stuck up tall boy, a blond who mixed French into his speech and Uraraka, the brown-haired girl. I saw she was nervous, but decided to focus on my own performance - I couldn't afford to lose focus there. My hairs stood up, as in getting goosebumps in my anticipation, and I put ten percent of One For All into all of my body, getting ready... when the gates opened. Fortunately, I had good instincts.

"START!" Present Mic's voice said.

I jumped and propelled myself with a few explosions, going above the crowd, reaching the top of a tall building and leaving the others in the dust, One For All at twelve percent then.

I looked around, mapping the center in my mind, only pausing for a moment, then jumping to another building that housed a two-pointer and a one-pointer. I dodged a swipe from the one-pointer and kicked it towards the other robot with an explosion, destroying them at the same time. 'This isn't that hard,' I thought and moved on.

I propelled myself down to a team of three one-pointers and a three-pointer, dodging with the help of explosions and destroying them quickly, making sure to use short bursts of One For All at fourteen percent, which was enough to eradicate the one-pointers. I noted that the three-pointer was too durable for me to take their like head-on repeatedly, and was also capable of firing rockets as a ranged attack, so teams of multiple three-pointers should be handled with care. My mind was going a mile a minute with possible tactics.

After that, I helped a stumbling, drill-haired boy by catching him and destroying one of the two robots hounding him, the one-pointer, but left the remaining two pointer for him to beat, noting that the two pointer was really agile and could attack with its tail, front legs AND head. I propelled myself with an explosion again and destroyed a team of one two-pointer, two three-pointers and four one-pointers, making sure to avoid their attacks, and trying to make the take-down as efficient as possible; forcing them to destroy one another and tricking their 'senses' with my explosions as much as I could. I was getting slightly tired at that point.

Still, I continued. I destroyed a two-pointer, leaving a pair of one-pointers alone after seeing that the blond French boy had it under control, then used a leap and explosions to get myself up high again, finding three three-pointers, two two-pointers and a one-pointer spread across three buildings, destroying them as quickly as I could, taking advantage of gravity to destroy them more easily (I threw them off the buildings). Unfortunately, I had to destroy one of the three-pointers pretty much head-on, so I was losing stamina fast.

One of the buildings had a few inactive robots inside, which I noticed by coincidence; I also noticed a large red button on the back of each of them and pressed it. It was a self-destruct switch, so I took out the two one-pointers and the two-pointer as quickly as I could, before they activated.

When I exited, I saw someone in trouble, and managed to keep Uraraka from being snuck upon by two robots; she was busy floating two one-pointers and a two-pointer, so the other one-pointers would have caught her unawares. I used yelling and flashy blasts to lure them to myself in order to keep Uraraka safe, then used explosions to get behind one of them and destroyed it by pressing the switch; the other two one-pointers, I simply exploded. I made sure that Uraraka was fine, gave her a thumbs up, then left for the edge of the testing ground.

I encountered three three pointers, three two-pointers and five one-pointers. I destroyed a three pointer, making sure to weaken its armor first by making other robots hit it. I then destroyed another three-pointer and two two-pointers head-on, allowing a few other contestants to take the rest, pushing a girl away from a missile and tanking a hit for the French boy, pushing my One For All Full Cowl to fourteen percent and using explosions from my hands and feet to repel the missiles and to roll with the hit. By this time, mainly because of the armor on the three-pointers, my limbs were aching.

I jumped to a building again, dropping to eleven percent of One For All Full Cowl to manage my fatigue, and found three one-pointers, three two-pointers and one three-pointer in various locations, but could not attack them all at once, obviously. Firstly, I went to a place where there were one of the two-pointers and two of the one-pointers. I destroyed them, but by this point, I was panting hard and sweating. I didn't change the output of One For All, but I did use more powerful explosions thanks to more sweat... which only tired me out more quickly and made my arms and legs hurt more. I could control my sweating - to a point, so really low temperatures and things that can wash away sweat like rain crippled my original Quirk, and things that caused sweating in people who didn't have my Quirk helped me along.

After that, it was the two two-pointers in another location that I jumped down to and destroyed quickly; then, I reached a one-pointer and a three-pointer, the final robots of the ones I had seen from my previous vantage point. I took down the one-pointer with an explosive punch, but the three-pointer was engaged by the stuck-up boy; I left that robot to him. I went to a two-pointer and eliminated it before it could attack a bat-winged girl who was panting and sweating, her wings drooping. She said she had had it under control with a weakened voice, but I simply shrugged and left.

I knew that there were few robots left, if any, but my instincts had always been sharp. I realized that the concrete in a certain place looked different to the rest, so I exploded it, making the thin layer of concrete collapse... and was attacked by five three-pointers, four two-pointers and two one-pointers that came out of an underground garage. Unfortunately, they were ready for combat, unlike the ones in buildings.

There were too many robots, and so many three-pointers at once meant a flurry of missiles, so I couldn't find an opening to attack them, only dodging and weaving... then one of the three-pointers was kicked by the stuck-up boy into another three-pointer, which gave me an opening to destroy the other three three-pointers and two one-pointers, while he took out the rest more slowly than before - he didn't have as much power behind his blows, nor speed in his movement, as earlier. By this time, I was shaking slightly and my legs were a bit numb. I made sure to keep the stuck-up boy from being struck by any attacks, from the robots or by me.

"FOUR MINUTES LEFT!" Present Mic's voice shouted, but I didn't give him much consideration.

As I was preparing to go to the outermost reaches of the 'city' in case there were more robots, I heard a horrible mechanical screech. I looked towards the direction I thought the sound came from... then up, and up, and up. 'This piece of shit is the zero-pointer?' I thought and hesitated for the first time in this test. I considered running away from it, then a new possibility presented itself: I could see smaller robots running away from the giant machine in the distance, and decided to follow them.

Instead of running in a straight line away from the zero-pointer, I ran almost perpendicularly to its movements, scaling the smaller ones of the buildings by using fifteen percent of Full Cowl whenever I could but avoiding causing explosions, both putting distance between us directly and getting closer to the smaller robots, though my legs were getting really, really sore. A smell similar to burned car wheels and the burned sugar smell of my original Quirk reached my nose as I increased the percentage; I had been tuning out unimportant stimuli, but maybe One For All sharpened one's senses, too.

When I reached the fleeing robots, I started going wild by 'appealing' to their programming; I attacked one of those at the edge of the group, then retreated, 'injuring' or destroying that one through explosive punches and baiting others into attacking me, destroying them two or three at a time rather than all of them ganging up on me if I attacked them head-on. I avoided using kicks because my legs were at their limits, shaking and sore; I also avoided three-pointers like the plague because they were beyond me at this point, and used One For All: Full Cowl at low levels, as in below eight percent. Rinse and repeat.

"LESS THAN A MINUTE LEFT!" Present Mic's voice announced as I was preparing to attack a robot again to lure in the others.

I can live with that.

I attacked the remaining robots head on, explosions blasting from my calves and One For All at thirteen percent. Soon after destroying them I ended up near a six-armed boy and Uraraka, the former trying to protect the latter from the two three-pointers hounding them from afar, but not succeeding very well, likely because of both their fatigue.

I let out an explosion from of each my hands, propelling me to just above the three-pointers, which were next to one another... then, I shouted, "Plus Ultraaaaa! Ground... Zero!" And double stomped one of them, letting out a blast from each my feet. I took care not to send any of the shrapnel the others' way.

It was the biggest explosion I had used for that entire test; or ever, turning both of those things into so much scrap metal -mostly half-melted small pieces- with one move. I landed in someone's surprisingly soft chest and arms - multiple pairs of arms, in fact, knocking the breath out of me despite their relative softness due to the impact. I could smell the sweat from both of us, his own overpowering my literally sweet smell, but my thoughts were really jumbled.

I blacked out... only to open my eyes to an old woman crouching over me, lips puckered. I screamed, but stopped when I recognized Recovery Girl. She examined me a bit, but told me I wasn't too injured, but that I should eat up first, so that I wouldn't black out again due to fatigue.

She gave me several candies, I ate them, then she examined me again after she made a round of the testing grounds, healing others too. She told me I had mild burns and muscle tears in my legs, along with various scrapes all over my body and bruised knuckles. She kissed my forehead, and my legs felt better immediately, but I also felt more tired and a bit sleepy. She told me to take it easy for the next two days at least; she had been able to near-fully heal me, but even after I had eaten those candies (designed to be digested in minutes, not hours), I ended up rather drained.

I hadn't kept track of my points, but I was almost certain I had passed... though All Might not contacting me did make me worry, and I couldn't help being nervous about the results. A week later (with Mother acting like usual for her nervous state), I got my letter. I had gotten 98 Villain points... and 39 Rescue points?! I didn't see those coming... well, hindsight was twenty-twenty. I had gotten a total of 137 points... for second place?

'Wait... Katsuki is first? Katsuki got fifty-seven rescue points, and eighty-two Villain points? 139!?'"

(With Katsuki)

'Vine Bitch- I mean, Vine Hair, Shiozaki, whatever. Shiozaki shouldn't have gotten herself trapped near the zero-pointer, and I shouldn't have butted in... but that's what Izuku would have done, and it ended well, with me receiving forty-three rescue points, with fourteen more from other actions. I would have gotten more from the zero-pointer crap, but I made sure not to get hurt much, took Shiozaki away instead of attacking the shitty robot, and destroyed a few one-pointers afterwards.'

(Back to Izuku)

"According to All Might, back in the day, he had gotten 109 points total, and his Villain points were only sixty or so, so both Katsuki and I broke the previous record, in total points and Villain points. I also got the highest Villain points score. Ever. I wondered if Katsuki had changed for the best, but shook that thought off - I wasn't ready for thoughts like that. Maybe I never would.

On the first day, around a fortnight after we got the results, I went to 1-A's classroom, saw Katsuki up to his usual crap, was apologized to by Iida (and apologized to him in turn) and was stared at by Katsuki.

"What?" I asked, with a bit of hostility.

"So, you finally shaped up, nerd?" Katsuki asked neutrally.

"Fuck off, Katsuki," I told him, barely keeping my cool.

"...Fair enough," he said, shrugging, but his quiet acceptance unsettled me.

I also greeted Uraraka, being glad that she was in the same class. I didn't see Monoma anywhere, but I doubted he failed (I saw him in the top ten scorers), so he must be in another class in the Hero Course (there's two, so 1-B?). I also talked to a green-haired girl by the name of Shiozaki, and was surprised by the way she looked at Katsuki - like he was a complete enigma or something. Unfortunately, she refused to tell me what had happened between them.

Suddenly, a man rolled himself into the class in a sleeping bag, looking a lot like a giant caterpillar.

The man said, "this is time for your lesson; not to socialize. It also took your class over eight seconds to stop talking. You lot lack in common sense. This is the Hero Course; you won't make it with that attitude. Now, follow me."

"Uh, sir, who are you?" Someone asked.

"I am Shouta Aizawa, your homeroom teacher. You may call me Aizawa-sensei. Now, follow me; I won't say it again," was the man's reply.

I didn't know which hero he was, but apart from some guest lecturers and irregular subjects, all teachers at UA were Pro Heroes. Oh well - I would figure it out eventually. He gave us the task of going through an extensive athleticism test, except with Quirks rather than without. Then, to give a demonstration, he asked Katsuki to go forth, being the highest scorer, saying that he had Katsuki's middle school records and that his performance in the softball throw test had been 82.1 meters. That was much higher than my sixty-four or so!

Katsuki made an incredibly powerful explosion, saying 'suck it!', sending the ball exactly 851 meters away (!) and impressing everyone but me. ...Okay, maybe I was a bit impressed; he had improved a whole lot. Everyone was set to have fun with the test.

Unfortunately, Aizawa-sensei did not like that. He said, "fun, you say? Very well, I've decided: I will expel anyone who comes in last or shows a complete lack of common sense."

People grumbled, but I kept my mouth shut; I could tell that he was completely serious, and nothing we said could change his mind.

When my turn came to throw the softball, I used a soccer kick (or, rather, a goalkeeper's volley), enhanced by sixteen percent of One For All Full Cowl, eighteen percent in my legs, and a huge explosion, throwing it very far. It had taken me nearly all of the time available to advance my mastery of Full Cowl: Shoot Style Mk.3 enough that I could actually vary the output, but I managed it. The timing of the explosion was slightly off, but in my defense, I hadn't played soccer in a while, nor had I ever combined a goalkeeper's volley with my Quirks before.

When the counting device beeped and said '1.291 km', Aizawa-sensei smirked a bit and said, "so it wasn't a complete fluke, that you got the most Villain points in the history of UA, far surpassing Endeavor and Best Jeanist."

Someone questioned whether using one's feet was allowed, but Aizawa-sensei said, "I'll allow it, considering that it seems like his specialty is his feet - I did say anything goes."

Afterwards Iida followed my example and used a goalkeeper's volley too, probably significantly improving his results in this test.

I realized just how versatile and powerful Yaoyorozu's and Todoroki's Quirks were by seeing them in action, but I wasn't sure how quickly Yaoyorozu would be able to make things while under pressure, so she might have a hard time in fights... (Mumble mumble)

Uraraka shaking my shoulder drew me out of my mumbling (oops!) in time for the next part. In the toe touch test, I managed to clear it with moderate strain - if Sorahiko-sensei hadn't insisted on me putting serious effort into improving my flexibility too, I might have had trouble, though. On the other hand, Yaoyorozu and Ashido didn't even show any strain while achieving it, despite their, uh... full figures.

When the time came for the endurance race, I was tired after a lot of training from yesterday, and the previous tests... thirsty too; Iida had brought orange juice with him, but I had no such thing, and Aizawa-sensei refused to let us leave even for a bit, or give us water before we had finished all the tests. Thus, despite my usual stamina, it did not go to me, mainly because I didn't use any explosions, which would tire me out further. It was a close thing, but Iida won it by a hair, with me second. Fortunately for him, he realized that he should pace himself less than halfway into the race, when he saw that the rest of us were conserving strength.

Yaoyorozu's scooter was fast, but I think she was about to run out of whatever she needs to make things - that must be why she made a much weaker and smaller model than she had for the fifty meter dash when sensei didn't allow her to keep the previous one. I asked her and found out that she needed the lipids in her body to make things. She still ended up first in the overall testing, though.

After all those tests, the results came in:

1. Momo Yaoyorozu, 2. Izuku Midoriya, 3. Katsuki Bakugo, 4. Tenya Iida, 5. Shouto Todoroki, 6. Fumikage Tokoyami, 7. Mezo Shouji, 8. Ibara Shiozaki, 9. Mashirao Ojiro, 10. Eijiro Kirishima, 11. Mina Ashido, 12. Ochako Uraraka, 13. Tsuyu Asui, 14. Yuuga Aoyama, 15. Hanta Sero, 16. Denki Kaminari, 17. Kyouka Jiro, 18. Touru Hagakure, 19. Kinoko Komori, 20. Minoru Mineta

Mineta, the super-short guy, started crying and sobbing. Sensei gave him a few seconds before he said, "oh, by the way, I was joking. The threat of expulsion was a logical ruse to get you to give it your all."

Yaoyorozu claimed that she knew it had been a ruse the whole time, but I interrupted her, saying, "sensei, I can usually see through lies. Don't you think we can handle the truth?"

"Oh?" Aizawa-sensei said, lifting his eyebrows, "and what truth do you think is that?"

"That you fully intended to go through with your threat, had we truly displeased you," I said, frowning a bit.

Aizawa-sensei's eyes turned red, with his hair spreading upwards, and I felt as if something important was missing. I tried to use an explosion, then One For All, and yelped when I failed at both. Then, sensei blinked and I could feel my Quirks again. "Eraser-head," I said, the name coming out of my mouth with reverence, before I could control myself.

Sensei laughed, and it was a deep, humorless chuckle. He looked us all in the eye, lingering on Mineta, Yaoyorozu and me. Then, he said, "Midoriya nailed it. I have kicked out over twenty students in my years in UA, usually booting them down to the General Course.(*2) While coming in last is not enough for me to expel anyone, if the attitude of any of you had been that of an overconfident slacker, or I judged you to be a liability, you would have been expelled immediately, even if that meant I had to expel the entire class. I simply saw that none of you has zero potential - that's all. Oh, by the way, Mineta - I know about your history of peeping. If you don't shape up, I WILL expel you."

Mineta fell onto his ass, and not just because of all the girls (except Yaoyorozu, who was still looking between me and Eraser-sensei with her mouth open) glaring at him. In the meantime, Kirishima said that 'peeping isn't manly' and Katsuki glared at Mineta as hard as any of the girls did, letting out growl-like sounds. I hadn't known that Katsuki felt so strongly about perverts.

With that emotional roller-coaster done, the next day, we reached Foundational Hero Training, which lasted three periods according to Eraser-sensei. Each period lasted fifty to fifty-five minutes.

'Fuck, it's All Might, isn't it? What about his time limit? If it gets any lower, he won't be able to teach,' I thought, but decided to ask him that question later, if I was right about him being the teacher.

All Might entered through the door, 'like a normal person', to everyone else's awe and surprise. I rolled my eyes at him, and he stuttered in his speech for a moment. Todoroki perked up for a moment, looking between us. All Might had us gather up, gave us our hero costumes, then he had us follow him to a certain location.

He wanted to gauge our skills, so All Might had us face off against one another, in teams of two versus two. We all had three minutes to strategize and set up traps (the latter in the case of the villains), and ten minutes to finish the assignment or the Villain team won by default. The victory condition for the heroes was to touch the 'bomb' for two and a half seconds without interruption, or be touching it when the time ran out. Either team was able to win if they captured both opponents in the tape provided.

I was paired with Yaoyorozu, and faced off against Katsuki and Uraraka. "Good luck, Midoriya-kun!" Uraraka said, and we separated into the pairs.

Yaoyorozu and I gave one another some more information on each our Quirk; all the while, I was trying to get her boobs out of my mind. I did ask her if her costume HAD TO be that revealing, but she only innocently said that her original design was even more revealing.

Well, at least she wasn't like Midnight, who would do the same on purpose. "I wonder if Midnight's Quirk works better the more the target is sexually attracted to her rather than gender (mumble mumble-)"

"Midoriya-kun! Do you have any ideas?" Yaoyorozu said, and I tuned back in.

I told her what I knew about our opponents and their Quirks (which was a lot, especially in Katsuki's case). Though I knew that most of my information on Katsuki was outdated; he had improved hugely - unless he had developed Explosion along the same lines as I had, my inside information wouldn't help. I proposed an infiltration through the roof and asked her if she could make two jetpacks.

She could and did. We flew over to the roof, and I ditched the jetpack. Yaoyorozu was to be more stealthy, while I would draw attention at the right moment. So we went, eventually realizing that Uraraka was with the 'bomb' in the fourth floor, while Katsuki had left her there. The bomb was floating, but it was not alone in the air - Uraraka detected me too quickly (I had never bothered with learning to be sneaky), and she launched various items and some debris at me, but Yaoyorozu attacked Uraraka with a staff, with the latter barely managing to dodge the surprise attack.

I went for the 'bomb', only to have to dodge in midair by making an explosion a bit to the side, but far from the direction of the 'bomb'. Katsuki had arrived, and was far more stealthy than I had expected.

He said, "So you DID get used to our Quirk ner- Izuku. Show me what you've got!"

The glint in his eyes showed me that he was going to enjoy the fight very much.

I powered up with my Full Cowl at fourteen percent and got into hand-to-hand. I used a low kick to make an opening for a quick punch, which in turn was used to allow me to kick his gut, full force. Katsuki managed to use an explosion quickly enough to roll with the hit, but I could tell that he was affected.

I followed him to the corridor outside the room the 'bomb' was in. Katsuki was sweating a bit more heavily and looked nauseous. Then, he unveiled his support item and threw a fucking grenade at me.

'What the hell!' I thought. I had hoped he would have become a little more careful over the years... or maybe his desire for victory overrode his common sense. I made sure to keep my explosions away from his grenade and threw myself away, but didn't manage to avoid the grenade's blast fully. Still, I managed to avoid anything other than my hero costume being damaged, and it was only barely-there cosmetic damage (maybe because I had asked for it to be explosion resistant and the Support department went Plus Ultra).

We got into hand-to-hand combat again, but this time, Katsuki outmaneuvered me by using his Quirk to get above me.

Where! Ah, behind me! I felt an impact in the back of the head, but I rolled with the hit, then used an explosion to right myself. It hurt, but not enough to rattle me. I turned around, and Katsuki was in a martial arts stance, not attacking immediately.

Katsuki said, "so, Izu, what the fuck is that green lightning about? We had the same Quirk, so what's with that addition?" his face solemn and without anger.

"Don't call me that," I told him, getting a bit angry.

"You won't answer, then? Very well," Katsuki said, clenching a fist and snorting, "I'll just have to beat it out of you!"


only for me to jump, then kick backwards like a horse; this time, he didn't manage to soften the blow. My One For All: Full Cowl was still at fourteen percent when I did that, so Katsuki was launched away, cursing all the while.

I never bothered exploding Katsuki once during that fight; his resistance to explosions was likely insanely high. I looked at his wounded form, then turned around to go help Yaoyorozu.

"Don't you dare, nerd- Izuku! I'm not finished yet- ow! Ow! Fuck! You got my thigh, nearly got my balls, you asshole! Oi, don't ignore me!" Katsuki said, cursing all the while and trying to get up.

I ignored him - didn't even bother rolling my eyes. I entered the room again, only to see that Yaoyorozu had started floating. 'Wait,' I thought, 'she still has the jetpack from before-'

Yaoyorozu flew towards Uraraka in a semi-controlled way, and I touched the 'bomb' while the latter was distracted, causing All Might to announce the Hero Team's victory, with barely a minute to spare.

On my way out, I could see the expression of despair and self-loathing on a now upright but limping Katsuki's face. 'Is he still that obsessed with winning? Moron,' I thought, full of disdain.

A few medical droids took Katsuki to Recovery Girl, and we went back to the lesson, this time with me as a spectator.

Standouts included how Hagakure the 'villain' manipulated light to blind Tokoyami and in the process, found Dark Shadow's weakness and managed to take it out of commission (I tried not to think of the fact she was likely fighting naked). Another standout was Todoroki, who found the 'villains' and the 'bomb' quickly thanks to Shouji and froze both of his opponents to the ground from great distance, then walked to the 'bomb' casually.

It took two of the three periods to finish the fights, the last one being used for All Might to make us analyze each other's performance and to advise us on how to improve. Yaoyorozu was worried that that last kick I used could have caused serious damage if it hadn't been Katsuki that took it, who had a rather high resistance to all impacts, and All Might agreed with her. I reluctantly acceded the point, especially after I found out that Katsuki had a cracked bone.

Many of us needed to improve our physical fitness, or strength, or flexibility, or even control over our Quirk - at least, that was what I thought, since All Might talked with each of us separately. Some of us REALLY needed an attitude adjustment... especially Katsuki.... 'Well, I might be being unfair, but when I keep a grudge, I keep it for very, very long,' I thought.

When All Might reached me, he asked me how much of One For All I could manage without injury, and I told him that I could manage twenty percent in my legs without immediate problems, with seventeen to eighteen percent in the rest of my body.

"Interesting," All Might said, his grin a smaller and more genuine one, "I think you are just about ready to learn how to use air pressure attacks."

After hearing that, I shouted in joy, but All Might shushed me. He told me to come find him in one of the fake cities in UA's campus on Saturday, an hour after noon, and on Sunday morning. Unfortunately, Dagobah tended to become crowded; our cleaning efforts had paid off. I saw Todoroki's eyes narrow at me and All Might when we approached the others, and I found myself panicking over him suspecting the truth of my second Quirk.

When the time came to see All Might, I went to UA's fake city, only to be met with his normal form, along with Recovery Girl. I said, "hi, Yagi-sensei," smiling at him. Then, I greeted Recovery Girl politely, only to be greeted in turn.

"Oh, young Midoriya," the man said. After exchanging some pleasantries, he said, "have you been training your body and One For All?"

"Yes sir," I said, "I persuaded Tetsutetsu-kun from 1-B to train with me after Monoma-kun introduced us - it benefits both of us really, and I managed to get my body to be more durable and able to withstand hard collisions quickly, especially my hands and torso. You see-"

Yagi-sensei put his hands up. He said, "you are mumbling young Midoriya. STOP MUMBLING!"

I barely heard him at first, but then, when he shouted, I stopped talking and simply blushed. Then, I apologized, but Yagi-sensei waved me off.

Yagi-sensei first turned into his buff form and had me strike him with all my power, while only using Full Cowl, and no extra enhancement. After a bit of protest, I used my current maximum, which was eighteen percent, and punched him in the shoulder, which he withstood with a step back and without a sound. I asked that Recovery Girl check him first. When she found him to be fine, Yagi-sensei asked me to try an air pressure attack.

When I saw that All Might had no trouble taking my hits and I had no trouble dishing them out, I got bolder and tried to do something I had never done before: I decided to go up by half a percent. I used eighteen and a half percent in my Full Cowl and punched Yagi-sensei from a few meters away, but the air pressure didn't do much more than ruffle his hair.

"It needs to be concentrated," All Might said, showing me how to do it properly.

I decided to try a kick this time, though without using my asymmetric version of Full Cowl. I kicked at a building, making a few of its windows blow out. I tried again, aiming for only one; it took me over fifty tries, but I managed it. After that, seven times out of ten, I could control it well, but that wasn't enough - I knew that the collateral from even one failure would be terrible. I hung my head.

"Hey, hey...! What's wrong, young Midoriya?" Yagi-sensei said from up close, back in his weaker form, still towering over me.

"I- I'm not progressing as fast as I should," I told Yagi-sensei, "I can't manage much, even though I was so blessed, to get your Quirk!"

Yagi-sensei bent down and put a hand on my shoulder, saying, "come now, young Midoriya - do you think I managed to master all that stuff on my first go? Are you not becoming spoiled with your own progress? Besides, don't just see One For All as a blessing - you earned it fair and square."

"Thanks for the pep talk All Might," I said, clenching a fist, "but it's not about being spoilt with my growth - it's about you retiring, and other heroes such as Endeavor growing older - he's already forty-five. Us, the new generation, will need to step up, sooner rather than later. My progress... it's not fucking enough. I want people to feel safe in my presence, and most of the rest of us from 1-A and 1-B are growing at a great pace from what I've seen, but being too damn coddled isn't going to do any good. Don't see us as children only, because we are heroes-to-be!"

Then, I punched at a window using nineteen percent of One For All Full Cowl for a short moment. After that, I used Full Cowl: Shoot Style at eighteen-and-a-half percent, with the output to my legs staying at twenty percent except for the exact time I used an air pressure kick, during which I used twenty-two percent in my legs. I repeated the kick twenty more times, ten with each foot, and only failed to contain the force twice, with less splash damage than before.

Yagi-sensei chuckled, which led to him coughing, then spitting out blood. After Recovery Girl kissed him, he said, "I'm no spring chicken myself, young Midoriya. I debuted as All Might at the age of twenty-five, so-"

"Twenty six years since your debut... you are fifty-one, sensei?! You are so... youthful!" I said, astonished.

I had expected All Might to be Endeavor's age or slightly younger, and Yagi-sensei's resilience, even after the injury years before, was incredible!

Yagi-sensei said, "call it good genes," laughing again, "to put it in game terms, my Constitution or Vitality stat was naturally at levels that most can't reach without a Quirk specializing in defense, and even my Strength stat was well above the peak human of two hundred years prior... and that's when I was Quirkless!"



Recovery Girl checked out my legs and hands, then kissed one of them. The ache went away without me tiring much. I asked Recovery Girl, and she said that either it's because my knuckles were only bruised, or I was gaining more stamina; likely both. She talked to Yagi-sensei, then my sensei decided to teach me how to maneuver a city without use of a Quirk, using some variation of Parkour or Free Running, mainly to increase my stamina. Yagi-sensei also wanted me to learn how to use air pressure attacks without much collateral by fighting him on the buildings once I had gotten a bit used to climbing.

Recovery Girl protested against this kind of training despite being the one to suggest raising my stamina, so as a compromise, the three of us went to a part of the 'city' that contained shorter buildings, though still tall. If I hadn't had a resistance to all impacts and ways to reduce the damage, she would probably have protested more.

Eighty-five minutes later, I sat down to rest; jumping from building to building was tiring! Even my stamina had run out relatively quickly, and according to Gran Torino, my stamina was more monstrous than Yagi-sensei's had been at the same age. On the other hand, I have nowhere near as much upper-body strength as Yagi-sensei did. I was also bruised from several falls.
On a happier note, I learned how to call upon Full Cowl in less than a second, eliminating the need to slow myself down using explosions (which Yagi-sensei discouraged, seeing as how we were training One For All at the time).

Recovery Girl gave me a few of her special candies (designed to be digested absurdly quickly, if you have forgotten), and I downed them slowly; I was tired enough to choke on them if I wasn't careful. After me sitting down for a quarter of an hour or so, Recovery Girl healed my extensive collection of bruises. A wave of tiredness hit me. According to Recovery Girl, I was good to go for a further half hour, but no more.

The last half hour was mainly used for training my original Quirk. I managed to blow up a few buildings, then tried my explosive double stomp while using twenty-and-a-half percent of One For All in my legs and eighteen percent in the rest of my body. Recovery Girl rushed to check me, and declared my body to be fine, if a bit strained.

"This skill, this jump and explosive stomp on the opponent when landing - 'Ground Zero'... it's a dangerous skill - to you, your allies and your opponent. It leaves you open, and can kill anyone you land on or near, including an ally or civilian. Promise me that you will only use such a thing on a person if you intend to kill them or are certain that they will survive, and that you will watch yourself carefully for collateral damage," Recovery Girl said.

"I promise to only use Ground Zero in training against objects, not people, nowhere near allies or innocents, and only on emergencies against people," I said. Then, I noticed her wording and said, "wait, 'intend to kill'? I thought that heroes never killed...?"

Yagi-sensei took over from there, saying that as my mentor, it was HIS duty to explain. He said, "young Midoriya. It is true that heroes are to avoid killing if they can. Unfortunately, sometimes, it cannot be avoided. Heroes are human too, after all, and accidents happen. Sometimes, one even needs to make a conscious decision: the victims or the villain."

I felt sick. Heroes were meant to save lives, not- I subconsciously walked backwards. I said, "have you ever killed anyone, Yagi-sensei?" Dreading the answer.

"Yes. On one occasion, when I was in my twenties, I used too much force in the heat of the battle. And thrice, I have even had to make a conscious decision to go for the kill; though there is a chance the last one is still alive," Yagi-sensei said, his smile still present, but looking more sad than anything. Then, he said, "of course, without a hero license yet, it's a moot point; it would need to be a dire situation indeed, or you would likely be prosecuted."

I was breathing hard and shaking. I felt hands on my shoulders, and an elderly voice that told me to just breathe slowly. I recognized Recovery Girl, then after I controlled my breathing and calmed down a bit, realized that I had been hyperventilating.

Yagi-sensei talked to me softly, saying, "go to rest, young Midoriya; and if you feel up to it, come around to UA tomorrow at eight in the morning. There are no trains for UA on Sundays, but it shouldn't take you more than twenty minutes to half an hour, at most, of jogging."

...I debated with myself on whether I would or should, but in the end, I did end up going to UA the next morning; fortunately, Mustafu was the closest town to UA, so Yagi-sensei was right about it taking me less than half an hour. He and Recovery Girl were waiting for me at the entrance of the school, and both looked relieved to see me.

I wouldn't admit it out loud, but it wasn't just the realization that heroes killed sometimes that got me; it wasn't even the likely unavoidable possibility that I might kill someday. It was the question, 'if even All Might, with his impeccable control and overwhelming power, has killed, just how high is the body count of other heroes?' That, and the question if what I would do if I had to choose between the lives of civilians and a villain.

Yagi-sensei tried to make small talk, but I was silent and sullen - fortunately, Yagi-sensei got the hint and stopped talking. I had yet to come to terms with what he had told me the previous day, but I forged on. We noticed that my proficiency in One For All Full Cowl had jumped from eighteen-and-a-half percent to twenty, and my legs could take twenty-two percent.

According to Recovery Girl, it might have been due to her healing that I improved so quickly; her healing my bruises must have sped up my progress.

Yagi-sensei showed me how to use air pressure to throw kicks and even punches that would hit from afar. We decided to meet every Sunday morning, and to make Saturdays and Mondays my days away from physical training. Since Saturdays were half-days and on Mondays, we didn't have any physical classes other than Aizawa-sensei's, Recovery Girl took it upon herself to tell my homeroom teacher about Monday being my necessary rest day.

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* Yes, I gave Monoma a boost, giving him a backstory even more similar to Shinsou's than in canon.
*2 There is no way Shouta expelled as many students as the Manga claims (over 150, IIRC); he hasn't been a teacher in UA for that long.
 
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Lord Raa

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Three words for you to ponder: Guts Gets Isekai'd.

Well, I suppose you'd like more details, but consider the variables for the author to decide on. At what point does Guts go to the other world? I'm thinking for most flexibility, it's just after he leaves the Band of the Hawk. He's on a relative high, he's not consumed with his need for revenge and isn't ridiculously OP. But it depends on the preferences of the author.

As for where he goes? Well, that would depend on what genre of story you want to write. Comedy? Slap him in KonoSuba or El Hazard.

More serious? Gaia (Escaflowne).

Pure crack? The Saga of Tanya the Evil. Hell make him Tanya.

Want to torture Guts? Make hime deal with Takahashi shenanigans in an InuYasha cross.
 

AoMythology

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Want to torture Guts? Make hime deal with Takahashi shenanigans in an InuYasha cross.
Inuyasha? Do you mean 'want to torture the reader'? :p
 

Shirotsume

Not The Goddamn @dmin
I still think Guts in Seikiri would be the most amusing.

Or have Guts replace Iseei in DxD.
 

seitora

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A couple of BNA: Brand New Animal fic ideas that I'm tossing around and slowly prototyping in my head.

The first one would be during Michiru's year of being a hikkikomori after she inadvertently transforms into a tanuki girl during her basketball practice. While she would be a social shut-in, unwilling to go out, she would develop a new friendship and rapprochement with one of her fellow basketball players who was there at practice. This girl would be a beastman sympathiser/social activist, so she would come by occasionally to give Michiru some social interaction. Working name for her would be Hanami, since there's a brief shot with a few messages from some of Michiru's friends, one of them being a girl named Hanami. Hanami would bring her brother along as well, also a beastman sympathiser. At one point, they'd sneak Michiru out of her house to a private basketball court to play b-ball with her, and slowly help her build her courage up to go to Anima City. This would be a NSFW fic that I can easily strip sections out for a SFW alternate.


The second fic would be post-series. Here, I would excise the whole 'villainous conspiracy' plot and most of the last 3 episodes entirely and pretend they don't exist. The only elements I would keep would be the serum that can change beastmen into human, Nazuna revealing herself as a former human and becoming a pop idol, and Michiru having the option to become human again but deciding to stay a tanuki girl and Michiru staying in Anima City (highlight for spoilers). Michiru would decide to put together some basketball teams and form a league so she can start playing again. Depending on how characterisation of the brother and sister from the first story goes, I might bring the brother back as Michiru's love interest who would become a beastman to woo her further. Regardless, there'll be a tanuki boy love interest in the picture.
 

seitora

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RWBY

For a girl to court Jaune Arc, she first needs to fight his seven evil exes sisters.
 

seitora

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After watching through most of the first season of KonoSuba...so Megumin gets a sort of euphoric high (orgasmic high?) from casting her explosion spell. Every time she does so, Kazuma carries her back. I get the feeling that Megumin would start to associate her high with Kazuma carrying her. Everyone starts to realise this when Kazuma tries to give her a bridal carry, only for her to insist on a fireman's lift, because that's how he always carries her around after she's collapsed :p
 

seitora

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Randomly kicking around a silly crossover idea between That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime and I've Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level. The first show has the protagonist Rimuru reincarnated as a slime who can (eventually) take a human form, while the latter is yet another isekai where the female protagonist Azusa reincarnates as an unaging witch who hits level 99 after 300 years of killing 25 basic slimes a day. Azusa doesn't hate slimes or anything, it's just a consequence of the local monsters being mostly slimes. So I would avoid any sort of drama-wrought thing and go for something more cute, though probably with a moment or two when Rimuru realises how many slimes Azusa has killed lifetime.

As for the set-up...in 300 Years, at one point in the show, one of Azusa's slime-cum-human daughters reverts to a slime, and they spend an episode visiting other slimes who gained human forms figuring out how to get her back into her human form. I guess Rimuru can show up after the end of the anime season, having gotten a communication from one of the slimes, only to find out the issue has already been solved.
 

seitora

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I had an amusing The World God Only Knows short fic idea pop into my head when I was driving to work.

Some of the girls with DFC (delicious flat chest) have low self-esteem go to Keima over this for advice, expecting him to have one of his moments, but still give them a confidence booster. Keima does in fact go off on a tangent deconstructing it in terms of galge games but, in the end, gives good advice
 

chronodekar

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I had an amusing The World God Only Knows short fic idea pop into my head when I was driving to work.

Some of the girls with DFC (delicious flat chest) have low self-esteem go to Keima over this for advice, expecting him to have one of his moments, but still give them a confidence booster. Keima does in fact go off on a tangent deconstructing it in terms of galge games but, in the end, gives good advice
As a one shot, I think this would be fun to read .
For the opening, why would they go to Keima - of all people? It's a sensitive topic and the natural inclination is to seek female advice.
For actual advice ... the peverted answer is to just grope yourself regularily and the more sensible answer is well, drinking milk and fats, I suppose. Hmm...

Of the bunch who seek him out - would this be before or after their canon "capture" events?

-chronodekar
 

seitora

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As a one shot, I think this would be fun to read .
For the opening, why would they go to Keima - of all people? It's a sensitive topic and the natural inclination is to seek female advice.
For actual advice ... the peverted answer is to just grope yourself regularily and the more sensible answer is well, drinking milk and fats, I suppose. Hmm...

Of the bunch who seek him out - would this be before or after their canon "capture" events?

-chronodekar
It would be after their canon capture events, with a semi-canonical take where the girls who come to Keima would still have their memories, since it wouldn't just be Goddess candidates. As for why they would come to Keima...well, the girls are interested in boys, so they want to hear a boy's thoughts on it, but they also don't want to hear it from somebody who's liable to be a horndog over it. Regardless of how weird 'Otomegane' Keima is, he's unlikely to be chauvinistic about it at all, and will probably give good advice, even if it's wrapped up in layers of galge game logic. It's hard to get advice from other girls, beside hearing 'size doesn't matter' from a girl with a larger chest is like hearing 'money doesn't matter' from a rich person. Plus I guess even though Keima only cares for the remaining girls as platonic friends, some of them still have lingering affections for him, so hearing 'size really doesn't matter, you're all equally beautiful' or some cheesy line like that from Keima would be reassuring.

I've been meaning to give the series a re-read this year (and the anime a re-watch), which would help prime me for getting Keima and several of the captured girls down pat if I wrote something like this.
 

seitora

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Another random Konosuba idea: the team gets hired to help clear out a mountain path for the kingdom to build a road somewhere that helps cut travel time between two cities. The how of it is to get Megumin to use her Explosion spell once a day until she's destroyed enough of a mountain to make it easier for the labourers to clear out the debris after and save time on actually breaking down the mountain. There's real-world life precedent for it too, when they used dynamite to clear underground tunnels, mountain roads, and cut through hard terrain.

Megumin actually would use her Explosions twice daily, back-to-back, with Kazuma fueling her via Drain Touch with Aqua's MP. Aqua would complain about having her MP sucked to fuel an explosion spell for such a usage, as well as that Kazuma is using a Lich skill. Darkness would be, well, Darkness. There'd probably be a small government camp overseeing the proceedings, too, and the party would be expected to pull double-duty defending against monsters with a motley crew of other adventurers.

This wouldn't be the be-all end-all of a story, but it'd be a way to help set-up a story or move things along.
 

seitora

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Another The World God Only Knows idea, this time a crossover

Keima plays Doki Doki Literature Club (plus). Which would be a given since it's nominally an otome game at first glance, and he'll play every otome game that's released onto the market...Then Elsie screws up a spell that makes the game metafiction real.

If Elsie was to accidentally make an otome game real, that'd probably be the most interesting one off the top of my head. That, or Yokkyun, but in this case I'm looking at real world games.
 

chronodekar

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Now that I think about it, I haven't actually found *any* good World God Only Knows fanfiction. I remember once attempting to search for stuff, but nothing remarkable came up. Are their any TWGOK fanfiction you like (or would recommend) seitora? Asking because, I can't imagine writing a story without drastically changing Keima. As in; at one point (years ago), I conceived a plotline of a cross-over with some other series, but to make it work, Keima would need to be addicted to adventure/RPGs instead of gal-games. At that point, it is simply hard to relate him with his original personification in TWGOK.

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seitora

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MoB and I have made a couple of recs over the last little while in the anime fanfic recs topic @chronodekar . Probably I'll go through the available fics once I finish rereading the series proper and see what's passable, even if half of it might have been abandoned incomplete.
 

AoMythology

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Just thought up a potential fic for the One Piece fandom.

Luffy growing up is trained by his grandpa, as are Ace and Sabo. Whenever Garp isn't there, he leaves someone else, but eventually, he takes a long, long vacation from work to train them for real.

Garp teaches them the Rokushiki (Six Powers) to a point and somewhat rudimentary Haki, enough for them to master those fully on their own in the future, but not enough to make them fully dependent on such special powers. He also teaches them to use their brains (Garp style :p).

He also pays lip service to making his grandsons marines, but he doesn't seem to actually give a shit about making them marines, by any stretch, to anyone relevant watching. (Fortunately, Sengoku happened to be too busy to ever send anyone relevant, much less go himself.)

Luffy starts his adventure, is nearly captured by Smoker but manages to escape by the skin of his teeth. From that fight on and especially after Crocodile, Luffy ends up training like the hounds of hell are after him, because Garp didn't actually manage to make him not depend too much on his special powers.

The main reason why Luffy managed to win or at least survive thus far is that the Rokushiki require a highly trained body to begin with, so he wasn't able to slack off too much.

He meets Ace, who proceeds to encounter Blackbeard. Ace loses and Blackbeard dies to Garp's fists soon after.

"I'm not going to lose a grandson again. Begone!" Garp said to Blackbeard's surviving crew, making a barely conscious Ace think back to Sabo.

The war is prevented for the time being, Garp is scolded by Sengoku or something and life for Luffy goes on.

Fast forward to the war, which happens a few months later and a bit differently than in canon. In fact, Luffy is the one captured. Garp is given an ultimatum by Sengoku, but Garp cares even less than usual.

Everyone who cares about Luffy joins the pirate side in the war, and Whitebeard still mobilizes, largely because he wants to die on his feet and knows he's too old and sickly (for his standards) to live much longer, though Ace's concern is also a very major factor.

Garp dies in Luffy's arms because Sengoku, Borsalino and Sakazuki work together to keep Luffy from getting out alive, with the other then-Admiral keeping others from interfering, and Garp successfully saves Luffy. Of course, Sakazuki is the one to deal the final blow to the 'traitor'.

Garp's final words reveal:

That the twist is, Garp is a time traveler.
 

chronodekar

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Bloody Hell! That is one heck of a synopsis!!!! I like it. :D

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seitora

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A Komi-san Can't Communicate idea. What if Tadano was the one with social anxiety and Komi was trying to help him out?

That...might be really depressing. Because Tadano is an average everyday character, and probably wouldn't have been given an easy pass and the benefit of the doubt like Komi does for being a beautiful girl who's close-to-perfect in just about every other way.
 

chronodekar

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A Komi-san Can't Communicate idea. What if Tadano was the one with social anxiety and Komi was trying to help him out?

That...might be really depressing. Because Tadano is an average everyday character, and probably wouldn't have been given an easy pass and the benefit of the doubt like Komi does for being a beautiful girl who's close-to-perfect in just about every other way.
What if we flipped that around too? i.e. make Komi-san the plain looks-average everyday-girl and Tadano-kun as the handsome stoic school prince who everyone (especially the female classmates) admire. Because of how little Tadano-kun talks, he's known as the handsome prince who doesn't speak much, but smiles a lot. Then one day, Komi-san (unintentionally) meets Tadano-kun in an empty classroom afterschool and via plot-shenanigans, discovers that he's just really nervous at speaking.

I think it might work.

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AoMythology

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I got an idea for a gamer fanfic or possibly original fic. No, don't stop reading here, please! :p

I got inspired by Disgaea, in large part. Well, our protagonist discovers that he/she has some kind of Gamer ability. They end up being the big fish in their pond, a level 90 character bullying those who are, at maximum, 45 or so.

Then, the main character realizes they made some wrong assumptions about the level cap, and not the easy way, but by meeting a level 1600 character (number liable to change). They end up surviving, but they're very shaken (things like Gamer's Mind here don't exist or, if they do, they don't affect emotions unless someone else is purposely messing with said emotions using magic). Possibly saved by someone they had seriously underestimated.

At first, their experience makes them power-hungry. They find out about the Item World or something similar to it and get almost lost in its depths. Again, someone (the same person as before, or maybe not) pulls them from their (self-imposed, this time) predicament, likely with some choice words for the main character's idiocy.

Somewhere around that point, some character development takes place, where the main character realizes they had been power-hungry, a heel and an arrogant idiot. At that point, they don't have any friends (alienated them all), so they are lost on what to do.

The next arc is meant to be about the MC's redemption and the Power of Friendship(TM).

After that, well- possibly an exploit that allows the MC to power-level fast to a certain point; Disgaea-based system, after all!

The MC encounters the level 1600 character again, though they are much more even now, with the enemy being level ~1700 and the MC level 1800+, but the MC still loses because they're shaking in their boots for much of the fight.
 

seitora

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A Sword Art Online crossover idea.

In the gazillion and one obscure LNs almost nobody has heard of is one called Kusoge Online. The basic plot premise is that the VRMMO flavour of the week promises 255 floors, but in reality...only the 1st floor was completed. Everything above it is non-existent. Nobody except for the development team knows this, as everyone is trying to clear the 1st floor. The developers hid the 1st floor boss, then amped up its stats to outrageous degrees, before they basically cried uncle and all ran off. The game is also absolutely riddled with glitches, and in-story is seen as an object of amusement for how bad some of them are. A few players who get to be in the know about the non-existent floors are pressed into trying to build new floors in the dev team's stead. Their first attempt goes...poorly. When they try adding water to the 2nd floor, a big hole in the bottom of the water bed of the 2nd floor forms, and it ends up flooding out the 1st floor.

It's that kind of novel. Don't really know how it goes past the first volume, which is the only one I've ever read a few years ago.

I was thinking of basically mashing this concept into Sword Art Online. Imagine an Aincrad where on the launch day, the game completely bugs out and disables everyone's log-out button. Also, forcibly removing someone's NervGear results in real-world death because of another glitch. To be clear, there's no death game, as you respawn on death, but everyone's still trapped in the game until they clear the 100th floor. The only issue with that is...there is no 100th floor yet. Aincrad would have been more built-out than the VRMMO in Kusoge Online, but the intent was that they would continue to work on higher floors as players progressed through the lower sections. So maybe the first 20 floors are complete, but after that, floors become progressively less and less complete. Environmental objects are missing. There are no enemy mobs on some floors. Other floors don't have bosses yet. Some floors have no detection whatsoever and you'll fall down to the previous floor once you get onto this floor. Some floors don't have towns and NPCs and quests yet. Some floors don't have anything except the most basic of terrain and theme in mind. The last few floors, including the 100th floor, plain don't exist.

The players can't just break the game and instantly win, either. It turns out Kayaba was the only competent programmer on his entire team, but his competent programming actually shuts down sequence breaking hard. You can't complete the 100th floor until you trigger the flag from achieving the 99th floor, which you can't complete until achieving the 98th floor, etc. Meanwhile, Cardinal exists, but was designed with such a powerful anti-exploit program that trying to put a Level 1 goblin as your floor boss and calling it a day will get disallowed (in-universe justification can be that Kayaba was worried another developer would try to sneak in a backdoor to sell on the black market for easy money or overpowered weapons, etc). Each floor has to be fleshed-out and legitimately a challenge to explore and conquer with a sufficiently climactic and theme-appropriate floor boss.

So Kayaba, who's stuck in the game himself with a GM/dev account, has to press everyone into service to simultaneously develop the upper floors while also clearing the existing floors as part of the game. Meanwhile, he tries to fix the game code internally as much as he can as well as build out unfinished systems, which is hard, because it turns out all his coworkers have uncommented spaghetti code. And as the game goes on, every day, bugs and glitches galore blow up in everyone's faces, leading to some extremely crazy incidents.
 

chronodekar

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THAT is a fantastic idea! i.e. the entire death game happened, not out of malice, but out of incompetence! :rotfl:

I think it would be fun to write/read that story from Kayaba's perspective. Just to ease his burden, lets say that there are also a few developers trapped in the game-world with him. These are the only "players" with admin access to bypass things. Some floors are complete - but others are half-finished. For the most part, they work in the background, avoiding the other players. In fact, they get terrified when they hear that the Nerve-gear system actually kills people! (Blame it due to incompetent hardware).

We could say that due to "rules" they cannot reveal that they have admin access and in the background, go about building the other floors. But then, when it turns out that the normal players are progressing more faster than they expected, they sneak into the usual player factions and "accidentally" try to slow things down ... creating player-killers and other messes in the first place!

There is a lot that can be done with this idea. I like it! Kindof surprising that no-one's attempted something similar - to my knowledge. Feels like it could be a good humor or crack story. :D

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