The episode resumed, returning the audience to Saitama walking through a grocery store, his thoughts echoing aloud as narration played over his casual actions.
"After that day… I trained so hard, I became bald. And I became so powerful, no one could beat me."
Hearing those words, a strange chill swept through the students—not because of the overwhelming power he claimed, but because of how he achieved it. One word echoed in their minds like a curse: bald.
Several students, both boys and girls, instinctively clutched their hair in fear.
"Wait—if you train too hard, your hair just… falls out?" Kaminari asked, half-joking, half-horrified.
Thankfully, Aizawa stepped in before panic could fully set in.
"Don't worry, kids. That won't happen to you," he said in his usual tired tone, but there was a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You'd have to push your body far beyond unhealthy limits for your hair to start falling out from training. You're all fine."
His words calmed the room a little, though some of the smarter students were already doing mental calculations. If what Saitama said was true… and if the flashback was accurate… then that meant he trained so hard his hair literally fell out—and in just three years, he'd become this absurdly strong.
"That's… incredible," Phantom Thief murmured to himself, narrowing his eyes as he leaned forward.
The other top students—Momo, Iida, and even Kendo—were thinking the same thing. A growth of that scale, in such a short time? What type of hellish training did he go through.
Back on screen, Saitama continued narrating.
"I became the hero I always dreamed of becoming. So why is this? What's wrong with me? Why does my heart feel so lifeless… so empty?"
The melancholy in his voice settled like a weight across the room.
It was a moment that would normally draw sympathy. But hearing someone with godlike strength admit to feeling hollow instead stirred something else—fear. After all, an emotionally numb man with limitless power? That was something even the bravest heroes had no idea how to face.
All For One, sitting silently in the back of the room, became visibly intrigued. His lips curled ever so slightly.
A heart like that… empty, detached. That could be useful, he thought, already calculating how that emptiness might be turned into something… exploitable.
Some of the villains had similar thoughts, but it was Bakugo who felt something entirely different.
He stared at the screen—at the man who had become what he always wanted to be. The strongest. The hero who could defeat any enemy with a single blow. Someone who surpassed even All Might.
And yet… he looked so lost.
Bakugo clenched his fists slightly.
Tch. Don't overthink it, he told himself, shaking the thought from his head. Focus.
The scene moved forward. Saitama walked up to the cashier, holding his groceries, casually digging into his pockets for change. Just as he found his money, a strange vibration rippled through the floor—a pattern of tremors, one after another, growing stronger.
The customers panicked. Shrieks and gasps filled the store as everyone ran out in a frenzy. But Saitama? He barely blinked. He was still counting his coins.
By the time he looked up, the store was completely empty.
And then…
"Ah," he said blankly, "They all ran off…"
The students watching groaned and slapped their hands to their foreheads.
"HOW CAN SOMEONE BE THAT STUPID?!" Bakugo snapped.
"To be fair…" Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck. "If he's that strong, he probably never thinks anything's a threat. Like, he doesn't need to panic."
Bakugo scowled but didn't argue. Deep down, he sort of agreed.
Back to the screen—Saitama finally noticed something was wrong he tried to see what was going on. As he glanced around, a sudden shadow loomed behind him—massive, imposing. Then in an instant, the entire back half of the store simply… vanished.
Gone.
It didn't explode. It didn't crumble. It was erased—flattened in one massive impact.
Saitama blinked and stepped forward calmly, trying to get a better view.
"What the hell… was that?" someone muttered from the cast.
Then, the camera angle shifted.
It zoomed far, far out—until the entire city block was visible from the sky.
And that's when they saw it.
The place where Saitama had been standing… was on the very edge of a giant footprint.
"WHAAAAAAAT?!!" several students screamed in unison.
Chaos erupted.
"WHAT KIND OF FOOT IS THAT?!"
"That's not a foot! That's a natural disaster!"
"There was a thing that big walking around?!"
Some of the villains leaned forward in fascination. The heroes, meanwhile, stared in disbelief. None of them—not even All Might—had ever seen something of that scale.
And Saitama was still standing in the middle of it… without a scratch.
The episode continued, cutting away from Saitama to a completely different scene.
It opened on the upper half of a massive figure with a bizarre appearance. His upper head was covered in something resembling skull-themed armor, complete with an oddly shaped dome. His wide, muscular chest filled the screen.
"Yes… this is incredible, little brother," the towering man declared with manic joy. "I never thought it would work so well!"
The camera zoomed out to reveal a smaller figure sitting on the giant man's shoulder, giving viewers their first sense of scale.
And then the screen pulled back even more.
The entire cityscape came into view—tiny buildings dwarfed by the size of the man. He was gargantuan. Unreal.
The cast gasped.
"Wait—he's that big?!" several students shouted.
Even Mount Lady, known for her ability to grow tall enough to stand above buildings, stared with wide eyes. "I… I know I call myself Mount Lady, but—I'm not even close to mountain-sized. This guy—he's bigger than a mountain! What the hell?!"
She looked genuinely shaken. For someone who took pride in her giant form, the comparison was hard to ignore.
She subconsciously leaned against Kamui Woods beside her, who noticed and instinctively held her hand in support. His face instantly turned red, but he said nothing. Meanwhile, Death Arms, watching the two, shot them a teasing smirk that didn't go unnoticed.
Despite the spectacle, two individuals in the audience weren't focused on the awkward tension or the size comparison—they were paying very close attention to the so-called big brother words: Principal Nezu and All For One.
Both were deep in thought, eyes narrowed.
"This power… it's beyond what I expected," Nezu murmured.
"This is more than just physical enhancement… there's something else at play here," All For One thought to himself, his interest piqued.
Back on screen, a flashback began, showing the little brother's training journey.
"My goal was to become the strongest man in the world. That was my dream."
Then came the transition—cutting to his brother where the older brother was now laughing like an absolute lunatic.
"At last! The ultimate steroid bicep king is complete!"
The name alone sent a shockwave through the audience—and then three deadly auras surged to the front of the room.
Kirishima. Real Steel. And Tiger Bunny.
They were trembling with fury.
"Kirishima, are you okay?" Mina Ashido asked cautiously, noticing the veins popping along his neck. She reached out with concern, her horns twitching.
That's when Kirishima exploded.
"THAT LITTLE BITCH!" he shouted, his voice raw with rage.
Everyone in the room except for the villains—flinched.
They had never heard Kirishima curse before. It felt… illegal.
"I'M GONNA RIP THAT BASTARD'S D**K OFF!" Real Steel roared right after, throwing his chair aside.
Class 1-B collectively recoiled.
"I'm gonna smash his skull in!" Tiger Bunny muttered to herself, fists shaking.
Unfortunately, her words weren't quiet enough— eri heard it she never met this woman, but she knew that she had some sort of relationship with her dad Spider-Man, so she tried to be less shine around her but this character
Knuckles dusters eyes narrowed.
She froze. Crap, she thought. I forgot he was here!
Still, he didn't scold her. Not yet.
After all, she doesn't know yet that Peter adopted this kid
The rage continued.
"HOW DARE THAT BASTARD USE STEROIDS!!" Kirishima bellowed, standing with fire in his eyes. "He puts shame on all the men and women who work their asses off to build their muscles naturally!"
His voice was righteous, raw with the pain of someone whose way of life had just been insulted. Real Steel and Tiger Bunny both nodded firmly, backing him up.
Most of the audience slowly turned away, deciding not to comment further. This was clearly a personal fight now… and no one wanted to get dragged into it.
Back on screen, the older brother approached his sibling.
"Hey, Marugori. Drink this," he said, holding up a portion with colourful liquid. "You'll obtain the power you've been seeking."
"Are you sure about this?" the little brother asked, hesitation in his voice.
"Indeed. I even added strawberry flavoring to make it go down easier."
The little brother drank the glowing fluid without further protest. Within moments, his body began to grow. Muscles ballooned. His frame expanded.
The transformation was terrifying.
Both Principal Nezu and All For One leaned in at the same time.
It's confirmed, Nezu thought. This isn't a Quirk. It's something else entirely.
But even as they realized that much, they were still off the mark.
They had assumed it might be something like Trigger, the known chemical enhancer for Quirks. But what they failed to realize was that their worldview still assumed Quirks existed in this universe.
Even All For One—who had never been brainwashed by society—had lived in a Quirk-dominated world his entire life. He didn't yet grasp that this world had none.
Even though he thought the opposite earlier he still unconsciously thinks about quirks
Meanwhile, the transformation finished. The younger brother was now just as gigantic, towering over skyscrapers. His mind had changed too—his face twisted with madness.
The older brother stood proudly.
"With my brains and your brawn—by combining the greatest mind with the strongest body—we will rule this world like kings!"
"We are… UNSTOPPABLE!"
As the screen echoed their declaration, a few people in the audience scoffed.
Phantom Thief coughed under his breath.
Even Bakugo muttered, "Unstoppable, huh?" and gave a knowing smirk.
Because the two of them—and maybe a few others—already knew someone who could probably take that giant down
And his name… was Saitama.
Back in the episode, the little brother stomped down hard—his massive foot crushing another building into rubble. The ground cracked beneath him, and then, with a casual sweep of his arm, he unleashed a monstrous shockwave. The resulting blast leveled an entire chunk of the city, debris scattering like dust in the wind.
The audience froze. Horror crept across every face.
"That's… that's exactly how I use my strength," All Might muttered in a rare moment of unease, watching the scale of destruction.
Even Aizawa narrowed his eyes. "It's not just power. It's raw, uncontrolled devastation."
On screen, the giant—still perched on his little brother's shoulder—grinned like a lunatic. "This is incredible! Thousands must've died!" he declared with unhinged joy.
The entire room fell into disgusted silence. Even some villains clenched their jaws.
"How can someone say that so happily?" Momo whispered, visibly disturbed.
"He's just a monster…" Jirou added under her breath.
Everyone wanted to leap through the screen and stop him—but they knew. They knew it wouldn't matter. The older brother was just too big… too overwhelming. But the little brother? That guy they could absolutely fold like laundry.
"Now then," the giant announced, turning toward the next city, "let's continue the cleansing!"
His voice echoed like a war drum.
"This is it…" he growled, grinning wider. "This is what I was looking for. To be the strongest man alive!"
Bakugo's teeth gritted. That phrase—the strongest—hit a nerve. It was so close to his dream, and yet… fundamentally twisted. His dream was to surpass All Might. To become a true hero. This guy just wanted power for the sake of destruction.
'Tch… pathetic,' he thought, barely holding back a snarl.
The scene shifted. Civilians were screaming and running through the streets. An evacuation was underway—people panicked, stumbling, holding children close as they fled.
Midoriya, deep in thought, slowly raised his hand.
Seven's eyes tracked him immediately. "Yes, Midoriya?"
Deku hesitated but spoke, "Why do they call the cities by letters? Like City B… City D…?"
Seven leaned back. "Ah. Good question. It's simple, really. You've seen how much destruction happens in this world. Cities get leveled all the time, so instead of naming them, they just assign letters. Easier to replace."
That hit hard.
The students looked devastated. They couldn't imagine living in a world where cities were so casually wiped out… where names didn't matter because everything was so temporary.
"They don't even mourn it?" Uraraka whispered.
"They rebuild. That's all they can do," Seven answered solemnly.
Back on screen, the panic continued—but the people's running was in vain. The ground behind them exploded as another chunk of city collapsed. The older brother's voice rang out again:
"Yes, run! Scatter like rats! DESTROY THEM ALL!"
He laughed, and the sheer madness behind his voice made every hair on Class 1-A and 1-B's bodies stand on end.
"I hate this guy," Kaminari muttered.
"Get in line," Todoroki replied flatly.
Meanwhile, the little brother—Maron—was still mumbling to himself, his mind completely consumed. "The strongest man… the strongest man…"
The older brother leaned down, grinning at him. "So, little brother, what do you feel?
Yes, What does it feel like to finally be the strongest?"
A strangers voice came from the side
The two brothers turned. Everyone in the theater leaned forward.
And then they saw him.
Saitama. Standing calmly. No fear. No tension. Just… standing there like it was a boring Tuesday.
The older brother squinted and pointed. "There's someone on your shoulder."
Saitama's reply? Delivered with the driest tone imaginable:
"Put some pants on."
There was a beat of silence—
And then the room exploded.
"HE'S BEEN NAKED THIS WHOLE TIME?!" the girls shouted in horror, covering their eyes.
no wonder they were some strange clouds!" Kaminari gagged.
yeah, I put some editing in seven admitted
"Oh god, I'm gonna need brain bleach…" Ashido groaned.
Even Aizawa sighed and rubbed his temples. "This world…"
Back in the episode, the little brother blinked slowly… and then, without a hint of warning, smashed his own shoulder.
CRUNCH.
Everyone stared.
"…Did… did he just…?" Kirishima tried to ask.
The little brother blinked down at his palm.
"B-brother…?"
There was a pause—
"BROTHER NOOOOOO!!!"
His scream was so loud it created a shockwave that made Saitama's cape flutter like a flag in the wind. But the caped man didn't budge. He just covered his ears with a goofy smile.
Everyone in the audience stood frozen. And then
Every single person—heroes, villains, even Seven—shouted in perfect unison.
"MORON!!"
(the DCU one will be updated soon)