Chapter 2
Izuku's eyes shot open as his alarm went off, scrambling out of bed and hurriedly getting dressed. Today was going to be the first day of his training with All Might, which meant he had to be ready for anything! He all but inhaled a small but filling breakfast of oatmeal, before rushing into the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he quickly scrubbed the brush against his teeth, his eyes drifted to his number, the teen freezing as he looked at it.
[3]
When had that happened? Was it something he's done recently? He'd technically completed the quest to survive the sludge Villain and earned 100 experience points, right? Was that what had done it? Did that mean that fighting was the best way to gain experience? But if he had to fight people on the level of the sludge Villain, he would most probably die!
The second alarm startled the boy out of his thoughts, quickly finishing brushing his teeth and rushing out of the apartment with a quick goodbye to his mother, hurrying towards his future as the case of his number was all but forgotten.
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"You want me to what?" Izuku asked as he looked out over the dump of a beach.
"Clear this beach of junk!" All Might said, still in his skinny form, "You see, Heroes don't just save people, they are also public servants! Now, we only have ten months to get you in shape enough to have a hope of containing the power of my quirk, so let's get cracking, young Midoriya!"
"R-right," Izuku nodded as he looked at the screen that had just appeared in front of him, a slight smile on his face.
[Quest: Clear the Beach. Clear the beach of junk in the designated time. Reward: variable.]
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"OH MY GOD!" All Might shouted as the teen toppled from the top of the pile of junk on the sidewalk, the man darting forwards to catch him gently before he hit the ground, "Not only did you clear the portion I set for you, you cleared the entire beach!"
"T-thanks, All Might," Izuku gasped as he was carefully place on his feet, staggering slightly as he looked out over the empty beach, the evening sun sinking slowly beyond the horizon, "I just…I just felt like I had to."
[Quest Complete: Clear the Beach. Bonus Objectives: Clear the designated area in the time limit. Clear the entire beach. Reward: 10 000 experience. Bonus Rewards: 1000 experience. 1000 experience.]
[You have levelled up! Current level: 8]
"Huh?" Izuku blinked as energy flooded through him, his exhaustion vanishing in an instant as he looked at the two screens in mild confusion, "I'm…I'm level eight now? And what's with these ridiculous amounts of experience? All this just for cleaning a beach?"
"What was that?" All Might asked, looking at the teen in concern as he returned to his skinny form, "What's this about levels and experience?"
"Oh, uh…" Izuku muttered, "Sorry All Might, just my quirk being weird."
"Ah, I see," All Might nodded, before bursting into his muscular form and pulling out a hair, holding it out to Izuku, "NOW! IT IS TIME! EAT THIS!"
"What?" Izuku blinked as the muscular man shoved the hair into his mouth, making him gag as he was forced to swallow it, "Ugh, bitter."
"Sorry," All Might said meekly as he returned to his skinny form, "I washed it with scented shampoo last night to try make it taste better. Now, try not to do anything too taxing for the rest of the night. It'll take a few hours for One for All to fully integrate into your body!"
"R-right!" Izuku nodded, still glancing at the two screens that had appeared to him earlier, "Uhm…thanks All Might. For everything."
"Anytime, my boy!" the man laughed loudly, "I'll do my utmost to support you from now on as my successor!"
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[New Data detected. Decoding…]
Izuku stared at the screen in confusion, watching as it blinked in front of him. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep, so did that mean he was dreaming right now?
[New Data Decoded. Integrating…]
Izuku could only stare at the new screen as well, unable to move his body as he realised that he was feeling strangely calm, like this was the most normal thing in the world.
[Data Integrated. Recalibration necessary. Recalibrating in 3… 2… 1…]
"What?" Izuku managed to say as the screen disappeared, leaving his floating into an empty void for a moment. He managed to blink for the first time in what felt like hours, his body suddenly responding to his commands as he started to flail slightly, a sense of panic rising in his chest, "What's going on?!"
Just as suddenly as the screen had vanished, it reappeared, the sense of calm washing through him again as he stared at the new screens that appeared.
[Recalibration complete.]
[Welcome to The System {User1}. Please state your name.]
"Uhm…Izuku Midoriya?" Izuku replied, wondering why the calmness had vanished when the "recalibration" had started, and returned when it finished."
[{User1} now registered as {Izuku Midoriya}.]
[Calculating Stats…]
"Stats?" Izuku blinked, looking around as the screen continued to blink in front of him, "You mean like in a video game?"
[Stats Calculated. Stat Screen now available.]
"Stat screen?" Izuku asked, turning to look at the large screen that appeared just to the side of the first, showing a column of words and numbers.
Name: Izuku "Deku" Midoriya
Level: 8
Stats:
Strength: 44 (999)
Dexterity: 19
Endurance: 22
Intelligence: 29
Wisdom: 11
Charisma: 6
Free Stat Points: 40
System Skills:
[Analytical Eye]
[Inventory]
[Friend List]
Extra Skills:
[One for All]
"What?" Izuku blinked, "Is this…is this for real?"
It really was like a video game. Was this somehow his quirk's doing? All Might had warned his that One for All could power up a quirk, so was this what that was. Tentatively, he reached out and touched the first of the System Skills.
[Analytical Eye]: Allows the User to view details about others, such as Level, Stats and Skills.
"Wait, does that mean that I've only been able to see levels up until now?" Izuku asked, "And now I'll be able to see Stats and Skills as well? This is…This is amazing!"
He quickly selected the second System Skill, excited to see what it did.
[Inventory]: A sub-space accessible only by the User. Can be used to store up to 44kgs of items.
"Wait…an inventory?" Izuku gasped, "And it seems like size doesn't matter, only weight! This is so cool!"
He quickly selected the final Skill, reading over what it did happily.
[Friend List]: Allows the User to register Friends.
Sub-Skills:
[Message]: Allows the User to send text-based messages to individuals on their Friend List.
[Voice Chat]: Allows the User to have voiced communications with individuals on their Friend List while in range. (Current Range 1.1km)
"Wait…" Izuku gasped, "This is like a Telepathy quirk! This is incredible! And it seems like the text-based version doesn't have a range limit at all! Amazing! Do I have anyone on my Friend List?"
[Friend List]:
"Oh, obviously not," Izuku sighed, "I mean, I only just found out about it, so that makes sense. Oh! I should add my mom, and All Might as soon as possible!"
Already excited by what he had discovered about his quirk, Izuku selected the next Skill, the only one of his so called "Extra Skills".
[One for All]: Increases the Users physical strength.
Subskills:
[Float]: Allows the User to float in the air{locked}
[Smoke screen]: Allows the User to produce smoke from their body{locked}
[Black Whip]: Allows the User to produce whips of dark energy{locked}
[Danger Sense]: Allows the User to sense danger in the surrounding area{locked}
[Fa Jin]: Allows the User to store up kinetic energy in their body and release it{locked}
[Gear Shift]: Allows the User to alter the speed of objects they touch{locked}
"What is this?" Izuku asked, reading, and re-reading the descriptions of the Sub-Skills, "Are these…Are these extra Quirks?"
Shaking his head, Izuku closed the windows, pausing as he got to the Stat Screen, looking at the Free Stat Points in interest. Experimentally, he put one into Endurance, blinking as both it and his Strength went up. Intrigued, he selected the Strength Stat, reading over what it said.
[Strength]: Governs physical ability. (Please Note: Strength Stat reduced to prevent damage to body. Increase Endurance to raise maximum available Strength.)
"No way," Izuku gasped, closing the window, and putting a second point in Endurance, his Strength really raising by two points on its own, "This is…Wow!"
Izuku was about to pour all his points into Endurance, before he paused, looking over his other stats in interest.
"I don't want to risk becoming unbalanced, right?" he muttered to himself, "So, how do I want to do this?"
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"Deku," the voice made Izuku freeze as the nice girl hurried off, turning to face Katsuki as the blond snarled at him, "What the fuck are you doing here?"
"K-Kacchan!" Izuku squeaked, blinking as the stat screen appeared in front of the other boy.
Name: Katsuki "Kacchan" Bakugo
Level: 12
Stats:
Strength: 26
Dexterity: 24
Endurance: 20
Intelligence: 29
Wisdom: 22
Charisma: 16
Skills:
[Explosion]
"Wow," Izuku muttered as he read over the screen, "You're…really strong."
"What was that, Deku?!" the blond growled, "Get the fuck out of my way!"
"R-right! Sorry!" Izuku squeaked as he stepped aside, letting the other boy pass.
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"It's Present Mic!" Izuku muttered as Bakugo radiated anger beside him, grinning when the blue-haired boy with glasses called Izuku out for making noise.
Izuku quickly found himself outside his testing area, looking around at everyone around him, his eyes wide as he marvelled at their stats, muttering to himself.
"Oh wow!" he said softly, "Everyone here is at least level ten! And they're stats are pretty high as well!"
"Excuse me," the loud and stern voice startled Izuku as he turned to look at the blue-haired boy that had called him out during the orientation, "What are you doing? Are you here to distract us?"
"W-what?" Izuku swallowed nervously, "N-no! I'm just a normal test taker! Like you!"
"Are you sure?" the boy continued, "Your constant muttering is disturbing the others."
"Oh, s-sor-."
"GO!"
The shout startled the crowd, all turning to look up at Present Mic standing on top of a tower beside the open gate.
"THERE ARE NO COUNTDOWNS IN REAL LIFE, KIDDOS! GET MOVING!"
Izuku darted towards the test area, quickly getting distracted as he watched the other examinees obliterating the robots with their quirks. He blinked as a screen appeared in front of him.
[Quest: Complete the Practical Exam. Earn points by defeating robots and helping others.Reward: Variable.]
"Helping others?" Izuku muttered as he ran off in search of some robots of his own, musing to himself, "I mean, I would do that anyway, but they never said anything about it in the briefing…is it a hidden test?"
"Hey, watch it!"
The shout drew Izuku out of his muttering, looking up just in time to see a pair of one-pointer robots looming over him. Shrieking in terror, he threw out a sloppy punch, hissing as his fist collided with the hard metal, and sent the head flying off. The second robot punched him in the gut, making him stagger back, but it barely hurt, the two of them looking down at its broken hand. Izuku yelped again as it charged him, grabbing its arm and easily throwing it over his shoulder to smash into the ground, destroying it.
"Huh," Izuku breathed, "That was…that was easier than I expected."
He paused for a moment as he quickly opened his Stat Page, checking the numbers again.
Name: Izuku "Deku" Midoriya
Level: 8
Stats:
Strength: 104 (999)
Dexterity: 20
Endurance: 52
Intelligence: 30
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 10
Free Stat Points: 0
System Skills:
[Analytical Eye]
[Inventory]
[Friend List]
Extra Skills:
[One for All]
He'd boosted most of his stats up by only a few points, except for Endurance, which he'd poured thirty points into, resulting in him having a massive amount of strength as well. Now he'd just defeated two of the robot Villains in quick order without taking much damage, and it was only halfway through the exam.
"Twenty-three," the blue blur that shot past him said as Izuku recognized the boy from earlier, the pipes coming out from his calves spewing fire.
"E-eighteen," he heard gasped, spinning around to see the nice brunette girl dropping several more robots around her.
"Oh," he said, realising something, "I'm really behind."
Suddenly, the entire cityscape shook, a massive robot emerging from behind a building, and crushing it beneath its treads as it moved towards them. Izuku turned to run, before he heard a gasp of pain.
"Ow!"
Looking back, he saw the brunette girl, his mind already gone as he ran towards the giant robot, screens appearing in front of him as he charged forwards.
[Warning! Using full strength will damage your body!]
[Do you really want to use full strength? Y/N?]
[New Skill Created: {Override}]
[{Override} Activated]
Izuku let out a throat ripping yell as he launched himself into the air, drawing his arm back in a punch as he slammed the fist into the giant robot's face, cratering it instantly.
[Condition: Crippled (Left Leg) Gained. Condition: Crippled (Right Leg) Gained. Condition: Crippled (Right arm) Gained.]
The screens appeared in front of Izuku as he fell, his mind a haze of pain and adrenaline. He barely felt the hand slap his face just as he was about to hit the ground, allowing him to float gently down to the ground, before quietly passing out.
Chapter 3
It was a week later, Izuku staring dead-eyed at the television when his mother burst into the room, tears in her eyes.
"Izuku!" she wailed, waving the envelope wildly in the air, "It came!"
Izuku grabbed the letter, rushing to his room and ripping the paper envelope open, scrambling to catch the papers that flew out as a small metal disc landed on his desk, a hologram appearing above it.
"…You received 60 Rescue Points!" the image of All Might shouted happily, "Bringing your total score to 62! More than enough to pass! Congratulations, Young Midoriya! This is your Hero Academia!"
Izuku was crying so hard he didn't see the screens that appeared in front of him.
[Hidden Quest Complete: Pass the Entrance Exam. Earn enough points to pass the Entrance Exam. Reward: 2 500 experience.]
[You have levelled up. Current level: 9]
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"DEKUUU!"
[Quest: Survive. Survive the fight. Reward: Variable]
Izuku flinched as the familiar screen appeared in front of him, turning to look at the fuming blond. Bakugo hadn't so much as spoken to him all day, not since they had both been congratulated for getting into UA by the Principal that morning. Well, Bakugo had been congratulated, Izuku had mostly been given a few back-handed compliments. Now they were standing in an alleyway on Izuku's way home, explosions already crackling in Bakugo's hands.
"How the fuck did you pass?" the blond hissed, his voice rising as he spoke, "How the fuck did you cheat your way into UA, Deku?!"
"I-I didn't!" Izuku gasped, coughing as the other teen suddenly grabbed him by the throat, slamming him against the wall.
"Don't fucking lie to me!" Bakugo roared, "The only way a weakling like you could get into UA would be to cheat! Did you sell yourself to someone or something?!"
"N-no!" Izuku croaked, trying to push the other teen off, both blinking when Bakugo was sent stumbling back easily.
"THE FUCK WAS THAT, DEKU?!" the blond screamed, leaping forwards again, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
Izuku ducked the explosion that slammed into the wall, leaving a large scorch mark on the bricks as he tried to scramble away. He let out a choked gasp as Bakugo snatched the back of his collar, yanking him backwards and spinning him around as Bakugo slammed an explosive punch into his gut. Izuku gasped as he staggered back, before blinking and standing up right.
"What the fuck?" Bakugo snarled, clutching his fist as he stared at the equally shocked Izuku, "Why the fuck did I hurt my hand punching your worthless ass?"
"It…it barely hurt?' Izuku muttered, jumping when Bakugo let out a scream.
"What was that, Deku?! You think I'm weak?!"
"What? No! It's probably just because I increased my Endurance!" Izuku said as the blond suddenly attacked him again, sending out a rain of explosive punches against the green-haired teen, "Kacchan! Please stop!"
"FUCK YOU!" the blond howled, winding up a right hook.
Izuku caught the punch as it sailed towards his head, flipping the startled blond over his shoulder, and slamming him into the ground, the concrete cracking beneath Bakugo's back. The blond immediately wrenched his hand free, spinning around to get back to his feet and unleashing another barrage of explosions and punches against Izuku.
"You worthless little shit!" he roared, "NOW I'M REALLY GOING TO KILL YOU!"
Surprisingly, the punches started to slow, Izuku simply weathering them as they came, the pain building up, but still manageable for the teen. Suddenly the onslaught stopped, Izuku looking back at Bakugo as the blond panted in exhaustion, his eyes wide in shock. Looking down, Izuku realised that all the explosions had shredded his shirt, revealing the tightly packed muscles beneath.
"What the fuck?" Bakugo breathed heavily, "When did you…how did you? WHAT THE FUCK, DEKU?!"
"I-I just worked really hard!" Izuku shouted back as Bakugo stalked towards him, "I'm sorry!"
"Hit me!"
"What?" Izuku blinked.
"If you have all those fucking muscles, then why aren't you fucking using them! Hit me!" the blond roared.
"N-no!" Izuku gasped, "I…I don't want to do that!"
"I SAID FUCKING HIT ME!" Bakugo screamed as he launched himself forwards with an explosion, Izuku shrieking as he swung a fist up instinctively, catching Bakugo in the jaw and throwing him sideways into the wall, the bricks all but shattering under the force.
The alleyway remained quiet for a moment as Bakugo staggered back, blood pouring from the wound on his head as he stared at Izuku in shock.
"That punch was shit," he muttered, before collapsing to the ground in a heap, Izuku immediately panicking and calling an ambulance as he tried to stem the bleeding.
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The next few months shot by in a blur, the time strangely peaceful for Izuku.
The day after their confrontation in the alleyway, Bakugo had come into school sporting a bandage around his head and plaster on his cheek. The blond had refused to elaborate how he'd got them to anyone, only claiming that he didn't care enough to remember.
Of course, Izuku kept up his training regime the entire time, even managing to discover something amazing as he did. After a particularly long run one day, one that left him exhausted and gasping for air despite his massive Endurance, a screen had appeared.
[Endurance +1]
Izuku had been confused at first, but after checking his Stat Screen, he had confirmed that his Endurance had indeed gone up a point, also increasing his Strength. This made Izuku realise something amazing.
He could train his Stats outside of levelling up.
This resulted in the teen spending every free moment working on ways to increase his various Stats as fast as possible. He didn't need to worry about Strength too much, as that would naturally increase with his Endurance, but he still did weight training and other strength exercises just in case it would help later on. Endurance was the easiest by far, Izuku only having to push himself as hard as he could on his runs.
He'd also joined a kickboxing gym recently, remembering what Bakugo had said about his punch, and had found that becoming a literal punching bag for some of the other members helped increase his Endurance as well. Dexterity had proven rather difficult at first, until Izuku had found a few HeroTube videos on Parkour, which he'd watched and studied heavily, before practicing by himself in a local park, earning him a few points in that Stat as well. He even managed to rope his mother into trying out Yoga with him, which also helped raise it another point.
The really difficult ones were his non-physical stats, though. Intelligence seemed obvious, he would just have to study, but apparently his current coursework wasn't enough to challenge him, so he started looking online for the high school curriculum and studying that, raising the stat about a point a week. Wisdom was weird, he'd actually gained a few points over the course of the months, usually each time he thought of some way to improve his other Stats or integrate what he was learning into his slowly emerging style. Last was Charisma. The Stat hadn't risen at all, despite Izuku having met and sort of befriended a number of people at the gym. He had an idea of why that was but wasn't entirely sure.
But now it was time. Time for Izuku to realise his dream.
Looking up at the gates of UA in his school uniform, Izuku called up his Stat Screen one more time.
Name: Izuku "Deku" Midoriya
Level: 9
Stats:
Strength: 112 (999)
Dexterity: 23
Endurance: 56
Intelligence: 32
Wisdom: 18
Charisma: 10
Free Stat Points: 5
System Skills:
[Analytical Eye]
[Inventory]
[Friend List]
[Override]
Extra Skills:
[One for All]
Izuku had been tempted to spend his Free Points on more Endurance at first, but had decided to hold off in case something happened that required him to have more points in another Stat. Now, however, he put that thought aside as he pulled open the door to class 1A, being surprised by the scene he saw.
The blocky blue-haired boy from the exam was busy scolding Bakugo for having his feet on the desk, suddenly stopping as Izuku entered the room.
"Ah, you!" he said, hurrying over and chopping his hands through the air as he spoke, "Greetings, I am Tenya Iida, I come from Somnei Academy, and I wish to apologise to you!"
"A-apologise?" Izuku blinked, "T-to me?"
"Yes!" Iida said loudly as the rest of the class watched them, "You were able to discern the true intention of the Entrance Exam, were you not?"
"I was?" Izuku asked slowly.
"Yes, the Rescue Points," Iida nodded, looking confused, "Did you not know?"
"Not really?" Izuku shrugged nervously, "I mean, my quirk did mention something about helping people to earn points, but I would have done that anyway."
"Then you are certainly worthy of your place in UA!" the other teen barked as the last of the students filed into the class.
"Hey, it's you!" the familiar brunette said as she walked up to Izuku, smiling at him, "I just wanted to thank you for saving me from that giant robot in the exam."
"O-oh," Izuku blushed as he tried to hide his face, "Y-you're welcome."
"You're not here to socialise," the gruff voice said from the floor, the students all looking down at the yellow caterpillar that lay at the door to the classroom, the thing shedding its sleeping bag and revealing a lanky man in a black jumpsuit, "I am Shota Aizawa, your new homeroom teacher."
Izuku immediately checked the man's stats.
Name: Shota "Eraserhead" Aizawa
Level: 48
Stats:
Strength: 46
Dexterity: 54
Endurance: 24
Intelligence: 31
Wisdom: 47
Charisma: 18
Skills:
[Erasure]
[Capture Weapon]
"Wait!" Izuku shouted, "You're Eraserhead! An Underground Hero!"
"That I am," the man grumbled, giving Izuku an appraising look before pulling a set of gym clothes from the sleeping bag, holding them out to the students, "Go get changed and meet me on field Beta, we're having a test."
"A test?" the class asked, "But what about the Entrance Ceremony?"
"A waste of time," their new teacher growled, already halfway out the door, "Don't be late, or I'll expel you."
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Izuku let out a relieved sigh as he looked around the rest of the class, or, more accurately, looked at their Stats. Most of the class were level ten, with a few exceptions. One was a blond boy by the name Yuga Aoyama, who was only level seven, actually below Izuku which surprised the green-haired teen. Then there was the blue-haired boy who had introduced himself earlier and a tall girl with a spiky ponytail, who were both level twelve, and Bakugo, who had managed to raise his level to thirteen. The one who surprised him the most, however, was the boy with red and white hair, one Shoto Todoroki, Izuku wondering if he was related to Endeavor, who was level seventeen.
"Midoriya!" the shout startled him out of his thoughts as Izuku looked towards the teacher, the man scowling at him, "Pay attention. Now, throw this ball as far as you can."
"Y-yes, Sensei," he barked awkwardly, catching the ball, and hurrying into the chalk circle.
Taking a calming breath, Izuku wound up the throw, stepping forwards as he hurled the ball with all his Strength, or, at least what his quirk allowed him to use. Technically he could use his [Override] Skill to use more, but that would probably result in a broken arm at least. He quickly pulled up the information for the Skill as the class watched the ball sail into the distance.
[Override]: Allows the User to override safety measures and use full Strength Stat. (Warning! Will most likely result in heavy damage to body.)
"Hmph," the scruffy man grunted as his phone finally beeped, "705.2 metres. Not bad."
"T-thanks," Izuku nodded as he hurried back to the group, blushing as the other students congratulated him.
"Deku," the quiet growl made him freeze, turning to look at Bakugo as the blond stalked towards him, "I still don't get how your weak ass quirk managed to get you so fucking strong, but don't think that I'm going to let you beat me! You understand?!"
"Y-yeah!" Izuku squeaked back.
"What's his deal?" a blond boy with a black lightning bolt in his hair asked, watching Bakugo stalk off, "I mean, your quirk is a Strength Enhancer, right? It'd make sense for you to be strong."
"Oh, not exactly," Izuku said, blushing as the boy looked back at him, "It, uhm…my quirk is a bit weird. It lets me do a bunch of things."
"Like?" the boy asked.
"I can…I can see people's levels and Stats?" Izuku replied, watching as the other boy seemed to process this, before a wide grin crossed his face.
"Seriously?" he asked, stars appearing in his eyes, "Like in a video game? What are mine? Can you tell me? And you said you could also see our levels! What're those?!"
"Oh, well…uhm…" Izuku said as he held up his notebook defensively, "I uhm… I wrote them all down in here. Sorry, I probably should have asked first."
"Enough chatter," Aizawa grunted as he walked past, "We need to finish the comprehension test and find out which of you is getting expelled."
Chapter 4
The class stood silently as the teacher tapped at his phone, a large holographic screen appearing a moment later.
"These are the results, don't ask how they were calculated," he grumbled as he glared at the students, as if challenging them to ask.
"I'm safe!" the shortest boy in the class shouted happily, "Hot babes, here I come!"
"What?" Izuku blinked as he looked at the screen, "I came last? B-but how?"
"You weren't trying hard enough," Aizawa grunted as he dismissed the screen, slipping his phone into his pocket, "You relied too much on your quirk."
"Wait, but wasn't this supposed to be a quirkcomprehension test?" one of the other students asked, "Using our quirks was kind of the point, right?"
"I said don't ask how the scores were calculated," Aizawa grunted.
"Who cares!" the short ball-haired boy shouted, "I'm not getting expelled!"
"No one is getting expelled," the teacher interrupted, a grin stretching across his face, "It was a logical ruse!"
"Of course," the tall girl with a spiky black ponytail said, "There's no way that a teacher would actually expel a student on the first day."
"I don't know," the muscular boy muttered, "I mean, he contradicted himself pretty hard when he was talking about over relying on a quirk."
"What do you want, then?" Aizawa huffed as he walked off, "Another try without using your quirks? We don't have the time for that. Just get back to class, you'll find your class schedules on your desks."
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"Hey dude!" Izuku jumped as the blond grabbed his shoulder, tensing up as he spun around, startling the other boy, "Woah! I'm not gonna hurt you! I just wanted to ask about your quirk."
"M-my quirk?" Izuku blinked, looking at Kaminari in confusion for a moment, "O-oh, right, you wanted to see your Stats."
"Yep!" the boy grinned as Izuku pulled his notebook from his inventory, the object appearing from thin air, "Dude! That's so cool! Does that mean you have like an inventory as well?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah," Izuku muttered as he flipped through the pages until he came to Kaminari's page, "Here."
"Awesome! I've always wondered what my Stats would be if I was a video game character!" the blond laughed, "Huh? Why's my Wisdom so low compared to the other Stats?"
"Oh, it may be something to do with your quirk," Izuku explained, "D-does your quirk have any side effects?"
"Yeah, if I overuse it, I sort of fry my brain," Kaminari said almost proudly as Izuku stared at him in shock, "It's cool, I'm used to it!"
"What're you guys talking about?" a female voice suddenly asked, the pair turning to see a small crowd watching them.
"Oh, Midoriya was showing me my Stats!" Kaminari said happily, showing off the page in the notebook, "I bet he already has a page for everyone in the class!"
"You do?" the brunette asked, Izuku blushing as he nodded, "Can I see mine?"
"Me too!" a boy with a wide grin and large elbows called out.
"Same!" a girl with bright pink skin laughed.
Izuku blinked as he was suddenly surrounded by people, all looking at his notebook and talking happily as they introduced themselves.
"It certainly is strange to see one's abilities quantified as numbers," the tall obsidian-haired girl said as she looked at her own page, introducing herself as Momo Yaoyorozu.
"I think they are an excellent indicator of where we need to improve!" Iida said loudly, chopping his hands through the air as he turned to Izuku, "Your quirk is very impressive!"
"I, uhm…thank you?" Izuku managed to mutter.
"But what are your Stats?" a girl with long earlobes, called Kyoko Jiro, asked, looking at him, "Or do you not like to share that information?"
"O-oh, it's no problem!" Izuku squeaked, quickly grabbing the book, and writing down his Stats, "It's just, they're a little…weird."
"Weird?" the group asked, looking at the numbers.
"Wow, your Strength is really high!" one of the boys said, "And so is your Endurance!"
"Yeah, but his Charisma is super low," Sero chuckled.
"Your intelligence is also quite high," Yaoyorozu hummed, "But that doesn't mean much when we don't actually understand what the numbers mean. Do you know what the scale for power is?"
"Huh? O-oh, yes," Izuku nodded, "Or, at least sort of?"
The class looked at him expectantly as he stared back for a moment.
"O-oh, right!" Izuku blushed as he pushed through the group towards the board, grabbing a marker and starting to write on it, "S-so, from what I can tell, fifteen to twenty is about the average Stat for a normal adult. Most Professional Heroes have several Stats in the forties, with at least one being higher than that, usually depending on their quirk."
"Wait, but your Strength is over one hundred already," Hagakure said, "Does that mean you're stronger than most Professional Heroes already?"
"T-technically, I guess?" Izuku muttered, "My Stats are a little weird because of…a Skill I have. It means my Strength scales with my Endurance, and I kind of put a lot of points into that."
"Points? What Points?" Kirishima asked.
"Oh, Free Points," Izuku replied, "I get five each time I level up. It lets me get stronger faster, though I can also increase my Stats through hard work and training."
"Dude," Kaminari said slowly, "Are you saying that the reason your Charisma is so low is cause you were going for a Min-Max build?"
"What?" Izuku blinked, looking at the blond in confusion, "I…I don't think so?"
"Who gives a shit!" Bakugo suddenly shouted, startling the class as he stalked out the door, "Just cause he has high numbers doesn't mean Deku's shitty quirk makes him better than me!"
"No one was saying that, though," Jiro sighed, watching as the blond slammed the door shut behind him, "What's his deal, anyway?"
"Oh, Kacchan is just sort of like that," Izuku replied, "Sorry."
"You don't have to apologize for him," the girl shrugged, "Anyway, your quirk is pretty cool, Midoriya."
"Oh, t-thanks" he said as he blushed, the rest of the class still discussing their Stats.
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"BATTLE TRIAL!" All Might shouted as the class cheered, already rushing to grab their new costumes as soon as the Pro revealed the cases. Izuku swallowed as he picked up his case, a nervous excitement rushing through him as All Might gave him a quick wink and thumbs up.
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[Quest: Complete the Battle Trial. Complete the practical exercise by capturing the bomb, both "Villains", or losing. Rewards: Variable.]
"Huh," Izuku muttered as he read over the quest screen again, "That's more info than usual."
"What are you talking about?" Uraraka asked, making him jump, "Something to do with your quirk?"
"O-oh, yeah," Izuku mumbled, "I, uhm…I sometimes get these quests that help me level up and stuff."
"Wow, that's cool!" the brunette beamed at him, "I wish it was as easy as that for me!"
"O-oh, s-sorry," Izuku replied softly.
"Don't be," she grinned, "Anyway, is there anything else your quirk can do that could help us? I know you're really strong already, and have your inventory thing, but is there anything else."
"Just my Friend List," Izuku said as he blushed, leaning away from the girl, "It let's me talk to people really far away by a type of telepathy and stuff."
"Cool! Add me to it then!" she said, Izuku almost choking.
"A-are you sure?"
"Yep!"
"Okay then," Izuku nodded as he activated the Skill, watching as the name "Ochako Uraraka" appeared in his Friend List below his mother's, "T-there."
"Cool, how does it work?"
"W-well, you just need to want to send me a message and think it," Izuku explained, "Though if we're more than about a kilometre apart, it'll only appear as text."
"Useful," the girl's voice said in his head as she smiled at him, "This way we can communicate without alerting anyone else! It's really cool!"
"Y-yeah!" Izuku replied, blushing hard as Uraraka burst into laughter, talking aloud.
"You even stutter in your head," she giggled, "That's hilarious!"
"S-sorry," Izuku muttered back, blushing harder.
"Don't be," She smiled, "Come on, let's win this thing!"
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"DEKUUU!"
The familiar shout echoed down the corridor of the fake building as Bakugo launched himself at the pair, Izuku just barely managing to tackle Uraraka to the side as the blond shot past.
"I'm going to beat the shit out of you, nerd!" the blond snarled as he landed behind them, "Then everyone will know that you and your shitty quirk mean nothing!"
"W-why are you doing this, Kacchan?" Izuku asked as he scrambled back to his feet, pushing Ochako behind him, speaking to her with his quirk, "Get going. I'll hold him off here."
"Are you sure?," she replied, Izuku just nodding as she turned and ran up the nearby stairs, "Good luck!"
"OI!" Bakugo yelled as he shot towards the other boy, "Quit ignoring me, Deku!"
"I-I'm not!" Izuku shouted back as he caught the quickly approaching punch, hurling Bakugo over his shoulder, sending him slamming into, and then through, a wall, startling the green-haired teen, "Uhm…sorry?"
"DEKUUU!" the scream came from the hole as Bakugo blasted his way back through it, bringing his hands forwards and peppering Izuku with rapid explosions, "FUCKING DIE!"
The blasts barely hurt as they slammed into Izuku, but they did obscure his vision, meaning he didn't see the fist that slammed into his nose until it was right in front of his face. Staggering back, he blinked back the pain, raising his arms to block the next punch that shot towards his face.
"That all you can do, Deku?!" Bakugo roared, "Fucking hide?!"
"No," Izuku grunted as he twisted his upper body, making Bakugo overextend his punch, before bringing a knee up and into the blonde's gut.
Bakugo gasped as the attack hit, throwing him up into the ceiling, the thick concrete cracking as he slammed into it. He barely managed to catch himself as he began to fall, blasting himself back as Izuku swung a punch at his falling form. Getting back to his feet, he snarled at the other teen, before the bracer on his arm pulsed, a cruel smile coming over his face.
"Oi, Deku," he chuckled, raising the bracer to point it at Izuku, "You remember how my quirk works, right? Well, these bracers store up my sweat and let me release a massive explosion all at once!"
"Young Bakugo!" All Might shouted through the ear pieces they were all wearing, "Stop immediately! That could kill him!"
"Not if he dodges!" the blond cackled, sliding his finger into the pin.
"I found Iida," Ochako's voice said in Izuku's head, "He's two floors up, towards the back of the building, just above where I left you, I think."
"Great," Izuku replied, his mind going a mile a minute as he watched Bakugo begin to pull out the pin, a plan forming in his head, "Watch your feet."
"Watch my fee-?"
The rest of the message was cut off as Izuku leapt forwards, catching Bakugo off guard with his speed as he grabbed the bracer, pointing it straight up at the ceiling just as the blond pulled out the pin. The explosion rocketed through the already damaged concrete, blowing out the floor and blasting through the next one as well. The two boys stared at each other for a moment, before Bakugo jumped back, lifting his other gauntlet.
"FUCKING DIE, DEKU!" the blond just screamed as he yanked the safety back, going for the pin again.
"YOUNG BAKUGO! ENOUGH!" All Might roared as he appeared between the two boys, grabbing the bracer and yanking it off the blonde's arm in one swift movement, hurling it out of a window where it exploded violently, shaking the whole building, "THIS EXERCISE IS OVER!"
"FUCK YOU, ALL MIGHT!" Bakugo howled, leaping around the man to get at Izuku, "IT'S OVER WHEN ISAY IT'S OV-!"
The shout was cut off as All Might chopped the back of the blonde's neck, sending him crashing to the ground, unconscious.
Chapter 5
"IT'S OVER WHEN I SAY IT'S OV-!"
The recording ended abruptly as Nedzu looked over his tablet at the two men sitting on the other side of his desk.
"So," the bear-dog-rat thing that was UA's Principal chirped, "What are we going to do about this?"
"What is there to do?" Aizawa yawned, "Bakugo's a little headstrong. We'll just have to temper that."
"Is that what you'd call it? Headstrong?" Nedzu hummed, "Because I would call it having a disregard for authority at the very least. Something which is, quite frankly, unacceptable in not only this school, but Hero Society as a whole."
"What are you saying, Nedzu?" Aizawa muttered, "If you really think it's that big of an issue, I'll talk to him about it."
"I don't think that'll be enough," the skinny man beside him sighed, fiddling with the cuff of his oversized shirt, "Young Bakugo is…I'd say troubled. He needs more than a talking to. He needs to face the consequences of his actions."
"I'm sure it's nothing," Aizawa growled at the blond, "I already said I'll talk to him."
"Not necessary," Nedzu chimed in, "I've already done some investigating after All Might brought this to my attention. It would seem that Bakugo-kun has had a serious lack of authority figures in his life up until this point. As such, we will need to address this post-haste before another incident like this can occur. Speaking of which, I have a question for you, Aizawa-san."
"Yes?" the man yawned.
"Why were you not present for your class's first Foundational Heroics lesson?" Nedzu chirped, making the man start, "Which was subsequently taken alone, by a teacher with no prior experience?"
"Uh…" the man started.
"Last I checked, it was a requirement that the Homeroom Teacher of a class be present for each and every Foundational Heroics class, so as to monitor and assess the progress of each student in their class," Nedzu continued, a wide smile on his face, "Perhaps you forgot this, as you have not had a first year class in…oh, how many years?"
"Well, you see-," Aizawa tried to cut it.
"And where, pray-tell, were you during this lesson yesterday?" Nedzu asked, pulling up a video feed of a yellow sleeping bag lying on the couch in the staff room, "Not sleeping, I hope?"
"I work two jobs, I need to catch what sleep I ca-," Aizawa said, freezing as Nedzu frowned at him.
"Perhaps that is the problem," Nedzu nodded solemnly, "You work too hard. Maybe you should take some time off."
"What?" Aizawa blinked, "What are you saying, principal?"
"Nothing," Nedzu hummed, "Just a suggestion. Anyway, back onto Bakugo's punishment!"
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"Bakugo has been suspended for three days due to his excessive use of force yesterday," Aizawa grumbled as he stood in front of the class, the students all turning to look at the empty seat.
"Only three days?" Jiro asked, looking back at the scowling teacher, "Isn't that a bit lenient? Didn't he like, directly go against what All Might told him to do?"
"No one was seriously injured," Aizawa just grunted, "So that was the punishment decided on, don't question it. Now, you have something important to decide. Your class representative."
"SO NORMAL!" the class shouted as Aizawa stepped to the side, making to get into his sleeping bag for a moment before he paused, letting out a loud sigh.
"How do you want to do this?" he grumbled, gaze flitting to the camera in the back corner of the classroom in annoyance.
"We should have a democratic vote!" Iida shouted over the others, "It is the only fair way!"
"How about we choose whoever has the highest Charisma?" Kaminari said, "That has to be an important stat for being Class Rep, right?"
"I still think a vote is better!" Iida called.
"Yeah," Sero hummed, "But I mean, if we're going off Stats, we might as well choose the person with the highest total Stats."
"We should vote!" Iida said loudly.
"The person with the highest Stats?" Ochako grinned, turning to look at Izuku, "That could only be one person!"
"Voting would be the most optimal way," Iida tried to interject.
"So, it's decided?" Aizawa grumbled, looking around the class as they cheered, "Fine, Midoriya is Class Rep. You can choose your Vice-Rep yourself."
"But…a vote?" Iida said softly.
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Izuku stared blankly ahead as he quietly muttered to himself, ignoring the food in front of him.
"Hey Class Rep, what're you up to?" Ochako asked as the boy yelped, looking at her in surprise.
"O-oh, s-sorry," he muttered, "I was just trying to think of who my Vice-Rep should be."
"It is kind of hard to pick, huh?" the brunette nodded, sitting down beside him, "We don't really know each other that well yet."
"Y-yeah," Izuku nodded.
"Greetings," Iida said as he approached the table, sitting opposite the pair, "I was hoping to talk to you, Midoriya."
"Talk? To me?" Izuku blinked, "S-sure, what about?"
"The position of Vice-Representative," Iida said plainly, "I will be honest, I had hoped to gain the role of Class Representative myself, but it seems that that was not to be. However, I would gladly assist you in your duties as your Vice-Representative."
"O-oh!" Izuku gasped, nodding slowly, "I, uhm…I would really appreciate that."
"You should add his to your Friend List, then," Ochako chimed in, making both boys look at her in confusion, "That way you'll be able to stay in contact wherever."
"That…is a good point," Izuku nodded, pulling up the menu and sending the request to Iida, the other boy blinking as the screen appeared in front of him.
"Is this a part of your quirk, Midoriya?" he asked, Izuku nodding, "Very well, I accept. Now then, I also wished to talk to you about something else. Your Stats."
"M-my Stats?" Izuku blinked, "What about them?"
"They are too unbalanced," the blue-haired boy hummed, "While I am not particularly familiar with video games, I understand that your Stats are based off of a similar system. While I have no right to dictate to you how to distribute them, I think it would be best that you begin diversifying your skills through your Stats."
"That…actually makes a lot of sense," Izuku muttered, pulling up his Stats Screen and looking at the numbers.
Name: Izuku "Deku" Midoriya
Level: 10
Stats:
Strength: 112 (999)
Dexterity: 23
Endurance: 56
Intelligence: 32
Wisdom: 18
Charisma: 10
Free Stat Points: 10
System Skills:
[Analytical Eye]
[Inventory]
[Friend List]
[Override]
Extra Skills:
[One for All]
"Oh, I levelled up," he said in surprise, "But what should I put points into? Most of my Stats are above average already, only Wisdom and Charisma are below twenty."
"Then I would suggest Charisma," Iida nodded, the green-haired teen looking at him in confusion, "What Kaminari said earlier in class was true, Charisma is most likely an important Stat for work as a Class Representative, as well as for a Hero, so increasing it would be best."
"O-okay," Izuku nodded, immediately putting all ten points into the Stat, a sudden tingle rushing through his body, "Woah."
"Are you okay?" Ochako asked as he grabbed his head, shaking it slightly.
"Yeah, just a little lightheaded," Izuku replied, "That…felt weird."
"What exactly did you do?" Iida asked.
"I increased my Charisma to twenty," Izuku replied, grabbing his bowl of katsudon and starting to eat.
"Wasn't it only ten before?" Ochako asked, the boy nodding, "Wow, so you basically doubled the number? That explains why you're not stuttering or mumbling anymore!"
"I'm not?" Izuku blinked, touching his mouth, "I guess so, huh?"
"Heya!" the familiar voice called, the three turning to see Ashido, Kaminari and Kirishima approaching them as the pink-skinned girl laughed, "You guys also here to butter up the Class-Rep?"
"Butter me up?" Izuku asked, "What for?"
"To try and get the Vice-Rep position," Kaminari said, "Aizawa-sensei said it was up to you to choose, right?"
"Yeah, I guess," Izuku nodded, finishing his food.
"Woah, what's up with Midoriya," Mina asked, "He's not all, y'know, awkward all of a sudden."
"Oh, he doubled his Charisma," Ochako said, the green-haired teen just nodding, "So that's probably it."
"Oh wow, I really wish I could do stuff like that," Kirishima laughed as he sat down at the table with the other two, "It would have helped a whole bunch before!"
"How?" Izuku began to ask, being cut off as the alarm suddenly started to blare, "What?"
"What's going on?" Iida asked a passing third year as the boy joined the quickly growing crowd.
"It's a level three alarm!" he replied, "It means that someone's broken onto campus!"
"What? How?" the blocky teen asked as the other boy was swept away by the crush of people, turning to his classmates, "We need to calm everyone down, this is dangerous!"
"Yeah, but how?" Mina asked, looking somewhat fearfully at the press of people.
"Uraraka, can you float me up above the crowd?" Iida asked, the girl nodding as she tapped his shoulder, Iida looking over the crowd and out the windows, "Ah! It's just the Media! How did they get in?"
"It doesn't matter," Izuku shook his head, "We just need to get everyone's attention and tell them, right?"
"Yeah, but how?" Ochako asked.
"Like this," Izuku replied, jumping onto a table, and pressing his fingers to his lips. An ear-splitting whistle rang through the cafeteria, making almost everyone turn to the source in surprise, Izuku shouting to them all, "You can calm down! It's just the Media! Look out the windows and you'll see!"
"He's right!" a shout went out from the edge of the crowd, several more confirming what he said a moment later.
The six students watched the crowd slow as they began moving out the doors of the room more calmly, Izuku hopping off the table as Kirishima and Kaminari helped pull Iida back to the ground.
"That was quick thinking, Midoriya," the blue-haired teen nodded, "Though standing on the table was disrespectful, I see how it was necessary."
"Sure thing, Iida," Izuku chuckled as they made their way out of the cafeteria, gathering with the rest of the students on the main field, a swarm of Ectoplasm clones coming out to take class register as they gathered in lines.
A short while later, they found themselves back in their class, Izuku standing at the front as Aizawa grunted.
"Have you chosen a Vice-Rep yet?" the teacher asked.
"Yes," Izuku nodded confidently, the rest of the class looking at him in surprise, "Iida."
"Good," Aizawa yawned, "Now get ready for your next lesson, I need a nap after what just happened."
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"SHIT!" the shout echoed through the small room as the controller turned to dust in the man's hands, "Stupid boss! I totally had him! This game is rigged!"
"You say that about so many games, Tomura Shigaraki," the dark mist wearing a bartender's outfit said flatly, "Is it not just because you tend to rush into these…Boss Fights too quickly?"
"No!" the man barked, grabbing another controller from the box on the bar beside him, "My Stats are high enough, Kurogiri! All I need is Strength and Dexterity! But the stupid boss always hits so damn hard, even when I dodge!"
"Maybe you should increase some different Stats then?" Kurogiri sighed, "Maybe increase your…health somehow? For more survivability?"
"What do you think I am? Some noob that can't avoid damage so I have to up my Stats just to survive?" Tomura snorted, "Hell no! I'm going to own this stupid boss my way or not at all!"
"Very well, Tomura Shigaraki," the bartender sighed as the man went back to swearing at the screen of the television, "We shall see how you do later."