The world ended in fire.
Blood pooled beneath crumbling concrete. A sky once blue was now a swirling storm of red and black, torn apart by the clash of titans. Screams echoed through the ruins - heroes, villains, civilians - all fighting for a future already lost.
Izuku Midoriya stood atop a broken skyscraper, his green costume shredded, half his mask gone. His eyes, weary beyond his years, were locked on the man who had taken everything.
All For One.
"Still standing, Midoriya?" the villain sneered, his voice like nails on rusted metal. "Even now?"
Izuku didn't respond. His body trembled. Not from fear - from the weight of failure.
Bakugou was dead. Ochako's heart had stopped two days ago. Shouto was missing. Gran Torino. Mirko. Endeavor. Hawks. Even All Might... gone.
This was the last battle.
"Please God, if i can get another chance, then i promise to save everyone" Izuku whispered, almost too quiet to hear. "Even if it kills me."
All For One moved, hand extended - but Izuku didn't flinch. Instead, he closed his eyes.
One more time... just one more chance.
Then - the world snapped.
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Four Years Old
A buzzing noise filled his ears. The air shifted. The silence of death was replaced by... soft light. Warmth. Something gentle and familiar.
The smell of fabric softener.
Izuku blinked rapidly, sitting up in a too-small bed covered in All Might bedsheets. The room was tidy, cluttered with action figures and notebooks - his old room.
His tiny legs kicked forward instinctively.
His arms - small.
His fingers - chubby.
His heart thundered in his chest.
"No way..."
He scrambled to the mirror beside his desk.
A wide-eyed child - maybe four years old - stared back at him. Green hair messy and curled. Freckles dotting his cheeks. Tears welled in his wide, innocent eyes.
"I... I did it."
His knees gave out. He collapsed crying all at once.
"I'm back... I'm really back... thanks God"
(Imma feeling proud right now )
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The first hour was chaos. Emotions threatened to explode. His mind raced, jumping between memories of fights, regrets, names - all etched deep into his soul.
But he had no time to waste.
No time to cry about it.
If this is his another chance to save everyone, then he has to be strong.
At four years old, Izuku Midoriya began preparing for a war no one knew was coming.
That night, while Inko lovingly fed him dinner and gently stroked his hair, Izuku smiled.
She didn't know her son had once held the world's future in his battered hands. She didn't know he'd seen her die.
Not this time.
He would protect her. He would protect everyone.
And when he faced All Might at age 14?
He'd already be strong enough to earn One For All.
Not as a weakling. Not as someone desperate for a miracle.
But as someone who had walked through hell and come back with his eyes burning bright with new light to save everyone.
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Thank you guys for reading chapter 1 and if there are any mistakes comment me.
In Next chapter : he will go to quirk doctor.