Chapter 1: Arrival in the Hero World
[Ding. Host successfully bound. System testing in progress...]
[Ding. System detection complete. Character template implanted...]
[Ding. Character implantation successful. Welcome to the world of My Hero Academia.]
...
The moment Izuna opened his eyes, everything had changed.
In front of him was no longer the familiar black desk, nor the slightly yellowed computer monitor, nor the Pikachu glass he had used for years with a chipped corner.
Instead, a busy street appeared before him, lined with unfamiliar high-rise buildings covered in Japanese writing.
People moved all around him, each busy with their own lives as a new day began.
"Where… where is this place?" Izuna muttered blankly as he looked around.
[Ding. This is the world of My Hero Academia.]
As soon as the voice finished speaking, a strange electronic sound echoed inside Izuna's mind.
"You!" Izuna's pupils shrank slightly. His breathing quickened with excitement. "Don't tell me… you're the thing from my computer?"
...
Just five minutes earlier, while Izuna had been playing a game, a black chat box suddenly popped up on the screen. On it were a dozen large red words:
"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?Do you want to truly… live?"
There was only one option.
Yes.
Thinking it was just some prank, Izuna clicked it without hesitation so he could get back to his game.
The moment he did, darkness swallowed his vision and a strange electronic voice echoed in his ears.
And then—
He appeared here.
"Ha… ha…" Izuna's mouth twitched as he pinched his cheek hard to make sure he wasn't dreaming. His face darkened as his voice trembled.
"My Hero Academia?"
[Yes.]
"I'm not dreaming… right?" Izuna asked, even though he already knew the answer.
[Based on the current situation, the Host is not dreaming.]
"Are you insane? Why did you drag me here?" Izuna slapped his chest in agitation. As an ordinary person suddenly thrown into a world full of superpowers, anyone would feel nervous.
He even had the urge to bang his head against a wall.
[The Host clicked 'Yes'.]
"Damn it! You only gave me one option! What if I didn't want to say yes?!"
Because he was still standing on the street, people passing by began staring at him strangely.
"Uh…"
Feeling their gazes, Izuna became uncomfortable. He quickly walked away and finally found a quieter place where he sat down on a bench.
Tilting his head back, he stared at the drifting white clouds.
"…Sigh."
"When someone suddenly gets thrown into another world, I guess the only thing you can do is accept it."
After a long silence, Izuna finally sighed.
"I say… you should at least give me some way to protect myself, right?" He straightened up and rested his cheek on his hand. Thinking of the novels he had read before, he asked, "Don't systems usually give beginners some kind of gift pack?"
[No.]
"…Are you planning to send me straight to my death?"
Just as he said that, a transparent panel suddenly appeared before him.
[Name: IzunaImplanted Character Template: Madara Uchiha]
"What does this mean?" Izuna stared at the dazzling name Madara Uchiha, stunned.
[The Host is currently implanted with the character template 'Madara Uchiha'. All preparations have been completed for the Host.]
"Madara Uchiha? The one from Naruto?"
[Yes.]
"Then shouldn't I have been sent to the Naruto world?" Izuna blinked, still feeling as if everything was unreal.
[…]
"Hey, answer me!"
[Due to unknown reasons, the Host's coordinates deviated during the transfer. The Host will remain in this world until the system completes its automatic repairs.]
"Then what am I supposed to do?" Izuna immediately stood up from the bench, growing anxious. "I don't even belong here! Where am I supposed to live?"
[Host, please rest assured. Everything has already been prepared.]
"Including an identity?"
[Yes.]
The moment the system finished speaking, a flood of unfamiliar yet clear information suddenly rushed into Izuna's mind.
Everything instantly became clear.
[The system will now enter self-repair mode. I wish the Host a pleasant journey.]
"…"
Twenty minutes later, following the memories he had just received, Izuna arrived at a luxurious villa.
He stood there silently, his eyes twitching.
Just to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he squeezed his arm several times.
The identity the system prepared for him was simple:
An orphan whose parents had passed away, leaving behind a massive inheritance.
In this world, Izuna possessed the Madara character template, and his Quirk was Hypnosis.
Taking a deep breath, Izuna slowly pushed open the villa door and stepped into the living room.
The villa had three floors above ground and a basement, making four floors in total. Everything inside looked extremely luxurious—so extravagant that calling it magnificent would not be an exaggeration.
"This isn't a villa… it's practically a palace," Izuna muttered in amazement.
Then he suddenly remembered the mansion of Yaoyorozu's family.
Compared to that place, this might still seem modest.
The sun was already beginning to set outside.
Inside the refrigerator were fresh vegetables and meat, enough for him to cook a meal.
"…I should take a shower first."
As he spoke, Izuna casually removed his shirt and headed toward the bathroom.
But the moment he reached the mirror—
His pupils shrank.
Black shoulder-length hair.
Dark pupils.
Sharp, cold eyes.
The face staring back at him was unmistakable.
It was the face of Madara Uchiha.
"…Wait."
Izuna leaned closer to the mirror, his expression twisting.
"Why does Madara look so… young?!"
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