(A/N: Edited Chapter)
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"Ne, ne, Suzaku-Kun, do you want to play with us?"
"Well... huff... okay. What are we playing?"
"Heroes and villains! And since you have the weakest quirk, you will be the hostage!"
"... Why am I not surprised...?"
"What?"
"Nothing."
-Sigh...-
'So be it.'
As I scratched the back of my head with a resigned expression, I walked towards the group of kids from my class, joining them in their playful activity while groaning slightly.
A lot has happened since I arrived in this world. By now, six years had passed since I got to know about the existence of heroes and villains, and let me tell you, it made me go into deep thinking for quite a few days.
I mean, there were a lot of things that I had to process with just that little piece of information. Like, for example, the existence of Quirks, or as I like to call them, superpowers.
From one minute to another, I got to discover that superpowers existed and that almost every human had one!
Even my parents!
Though, compared to some overpowered guys out there, theirs weren't anything spectacular. Albeit, they were still amazing from the perspective of an ex-normal human like me.
There was also the matter of the multiverse theory now being a pretty certain thing... After all, I was not from this world, but from another one.
That was literally like our God Amongus directly yelling at me: "The multiverse is REAL!"
Amen.
It also made me ponder if other "Earths" existed as well.
Like one with an apocalypse, maybe? Or one where no—uh... paperclips exist?
The possibilities were infinite!
And talking about that, there was a certain matter about this world that left me a little astonished, perplexed, baffled, gobsmacked, and completely stunned... that being the fact that this world felt slightly familiar... as if I had seen it before.
It was a tad hard for me to recognize it at first, as I had barely watched one season of the series, and several years ago at that... However, the unique setting was still somewhat ingrained in my memory.
And the fact that there was a muscular guy with blond hair out there calling himself the Symbol of Peace also helped to remember it.
'My Hero school—or something like that... This world is the same as that anime, or at least very similar...'
It was quite a shocking fact when I realized it.
I was a bit skeptical at first and rapidly tried to find anything different from what I could remember from the Anime. Not believing that I was now living in a fucking anime.
But no matter where I looked, there was nothing like that—or, at the least, there was nothing different from the little to nothing that I remembered about the series.
Because of that, I soon became aware of this world as a work of fiction... Or just a big coincidence in the immensity of the multiverse that turned out exactly the same as a work of fiction from my original world.
Who knows?
Nothing was certain now that I knew that the Multiverse was real, after all...
Which one of those answers was the real one, I didn't know. However, now with the knowledge that I was now within in a work of fiction, that the real God had always been Amongus, and that the laws of physics had been thrown out of the window with superpowers now being a thing... Well, I was left with an existential crisis.
... One that lasted for a day, before I stopped thinking about the whole matter altogether, feeling like it was not worth it.
I was a normal guy, for fuck's sake. Not some philosopher obsessed with knowing the meaning of life and the secrets of the universe.
The only mystery that seemed worth resolving to me was discovering what the lottery numbers would be.
Why should I care if my current circumstances made any sense at all? Either way, with God being a game character, laws of physics being bent like they were plasticine, and my current world's creator being some Japanese I never met, sense has been thrown out of the window long ago!
Plus, considering everything I've mentioned before, there was now a much more important matter at hand...
I had a quirk as well!
Amazing right? It seemed that, fortunately for me, I hadn't carried the normalness from my previous life over to this world and had managed to get a superpower!
Though, calling it a SUPERpower might be exaggerating a little.
No, it was more like the type of power you'd answer as a joke when asked: "If you could have any power, what would it be?"
-Sigh...-
Alright, let's be realistic here... It was pretty pathetic.
But hey, at least it was something.
My Quirk was called "Glasses", and as surprising as it may sound to any of you... It allowed me to create glasses in front of my eyes.
Like just plain normal glasses. No night-vision glasses, no X-ray glasses (Sadly), No Nuke-launching glasses, no... just glasses made of some kind of biomaterial that worked exactly like glass and that allowed me to see slightly better.
That was it.
I could control somewhat what shape and color they would have, but that was it.
I couldn't even take them out, as they seemed to sprout from the sides of my head, and they seemed to be stuck there.
Almost as if they were part of my body.
The only way for my eyes to be free from glasses would be if someone or something broke them.
Though, even then, they only needed a week or so to regenerate automatically.
So, having no glasses was not an option, even though my eyes were in perfect condition and I didn't need them.
My parents also had vision-related Quirks. My father, for example, had a quirk that allowed him to receive and process information through his eyes relatively faster. This made him rather good at reading or at similar tasks that required him to use his eyes. Although, it wasn't to the point of making it a balance-breaking power, as it simply gave him a minor boost to his eyes, and that was it.
My mother, on the other hand, had a Quirk that allowed her to perceive an aura around people that had to do with their personality, and whether they were bad people or not.
As far as she had told me, bad people had a dark reddish color around them, while good people tended to have a pale green aura around them. There were also other types of colors, depending on the person's personality. However, they were too varied for her to explain them all to me.
It was quite a good Quirk when it came to knowing who had bad intentions or who did not. Though, of course, it had a few weaknesses here and there. Nevertheless, it still worked pretty well despite them.
Comparing it to theirs, it was quite sad that all my Quirk did was allow me to have an infinite supply of glasses for myself that I could change in shape and color. Even worse when I actually didn't need them because my sight was good at the moment!
But whatever, at the very least if my vision got shitty later I wouldn't need to pay for glasses. Which was good considering how expensive those things are...
A superpower was a superpower, and as a previous non-superhuman, I wasn't going to be the one to complain.
It wasn't like it was that bad of a Quirk either.
… Not that much.
"Oi, Suzaku, what are you spacing out for? You have to scream for help. You are the hostage, remember?"
"Ah, right... Sorry, I was thinking about something."
Anyway, despite that, my life has been pretty much normal until now... It seemed as if, despite my worries in the beginning, my life wasn't going to be as troublesome as I had thought.
Maybe our God and savior Impostor had simply blessed me with a new life because he found my growing insanity back there in the afterlife funny?
Honestly, I had no idea… But in any case, amen.
"Come on, let's run away from the villain!"
""Ohhh!!""
"Muahaha, you heroes won't escape. I'll be taking this hostage away, along with all of your lives!"
Though, there was one small thingy that, well... err... let's just say, wasn't so normal about this new life of mine.
"The villain is... -Huff-... catching up to us... Huh?"
"O-oi, Suzaku, w-wait... -Pant, pant-"
"H-how is he running so fast...?"
"He already left us behind..."
"Whoops, sorry guys."
And that small thingy was that, for some strange reason, my physique was far better than my peers.
It wasn't to the point of calling me slightly more athletic than them anymore. No, it was to the point that my body would be almost comparable to that of a teenager when it came to physical prowess, even when I was just six years old!
Why? No idea.
I mean, I hadn't trained it or anything. I was just as lazy as any other kid could be... Maybe even more than them.
And yet, my body was far better than theirs.
Of course, it still couldn't compare to some kids with strength-enhancing Quirks. However, when comparing it to kids with normal bodies like me, it was to the point where it wouldn't be strange if someone thought I had a strengthening Quirk of my own.
"You are amazing, Suzuki-kun... You can run so fast."
"It's not fair! Suzaku shouldn't be able to run so fast, he is the hostage!"
"Yeah, yeah. And besides, wasn't your Quirk to create glasses? How did you run so fast? Did you lie to us about your Quirk?"
"No, my father is just good at running."
""Oh, that makes sense."" The group of kids nodded in unison.
'No, it doesn't... but whatever… if it works, don't touch it.'
In fact, this kind of misunderstanding happened more often than I would like... But as far as I was told, my physical prowess was nothing more than my body being better than it was supposed to be, not an additional effect of my Quirk.
It was weird as hell.
But well, if the doctor said so, who am I to doubt him? There's no way a doctor would lie to me.
And besides, this was a whole other world, right? It probably wasn't something that strange here.
I bet there are other strong guys like me out there, right?
... Right?
"Come on, let's continue playing!"
""Ohhh!""
"Oh..."
Anyway, leaving the matter of my Quirk aside, there wasn't anything else that could be considered weird in this life of mine.
And hopefully, it will continue staying like that.
Yeah... hopefully.
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-To be continued...-
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(A/N: God is always there, observing you.)
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