A sudden, blinding flash engulfed me. My last moments in the old world were a blur—my body struck down by a truck as I rushed to get home, not realizing that fate had already marked me for something greater. I had always been a fan of anime, of games, of stories where the underdog rose to greatness. But I never imagined that I, of all people, would find myself in a situation where those stories became my reality.
The next thing I knew, I was no longer in the world I had known. I could feel a strange sensation, like my soul was being pulled through a cosmic void. It felt disorienting, but oddly, it was not unpleasant. I braced myself for whatever awaited me in this new world.
When the void faded and the world solidified before my eyes, I was standing in the middle of a dark, dimly lit space. I had no idea where I was, or what I was supposed to do. As I took in my surroundings, I found that the world around me was somehow familiar—like something I had seen in a show. The towering buildings, the technology, the hustle of civilians. It was My Hero Academia, but it felt different.
"Where am I?" I muttered, but no one seemed to hear.
Suddenly, I heard a voice—a calm, omnipotent voice that made the air around me feel heavy.
"You have been chosen, child. Your fate has been rewritten, and you have been reborn into this world."
I blinked. "Chosen? Reborn? Who are you?"
"I am the one who controls the flow of destiny," the voice responded. "You have been granted the power of a great being from a different realm. You are now Tokoyami, but with the power of Noob Saibot—a force of shadows and death. This is your new life."
My mind reeled with the sudden information. Tokoyami. I knew him. He was a student at U.A. High, a member of Class 1-A in the My Hero Academia universe. But I wasn't just in the body of Tokoyami—I was in the body of a version of him with something far darker, more deadly.
As I took in my new appearance, my reflection in a nearby window revealed something truly unexpected. I wasn't the Tokoyami I remembered. I was taller, my frame broader, and my face—there was no mistaking it. I looked like Sung Jinwoo, the protagonist of Solo Leveling. I had his piercing gaze, his sharp features, and his confident, battle-hardened aura.
My clothes were still the standard U.A. uniform, but they fit differently now, as if I had outgrown them in some cosmic sense. But it wasn't just my appearance that had changed—I felt an overwhelming surge of power.
I could feel darkness swirling inside of me—this wasn't the usual quirk of Tokoyami's dark shadow. No, it was far more potent, more dangerous. The power I now wielded was something ancient, something born from the abyss itself. The presence of Noob Saibot, the terrifying character from the Mortal Kombat series, had fused with my new form, and with it came a terrifying array of abilities that far surpassed anything I had ever known.
"Darkness… pure darkness," I muttered to myself, feeling the weight of the words as they echoed within my mind. The power of Noob Saibot, the master of shadows, was now my own. It wasn't just about controlling the shadows; it was about becoming one with them. Every part of me felt as if I could meld into darkness itself and travel through it, unseen, unstoppable. I could feel the energy of shadows coursing through my veins, ready to be unleashed upon this world.
But with this newfound strength came a heavy burden. The voice had warned me—this world was not kind to those who walked the path of power. There were heroes, and there were villains, but neither cared for the true nature of the darkness I now wielded. I was caught between those who sought justice and those who sought to overthrow it. And, somehow, I knew that I would be forced to choose.
As I walked through the streets of Musutafu, the city where U.A. High was located, my eyes narrowed. I could see the normal students going about their day—some heroes, some civilians, all unaware of the storm brewing within me. It was then that I realized something important: I had memories of Noob Saibot—his deadly nature, his insatiable thirst for battle, and his deep, unrelenting hatred of anything that was not darkness. But now, I also had memories of Tokoyami—his kind heart, his struggles to control Dark Shadow, his desire to protect his friends, and his hidden insecurities. The fusion of those two identities left me in an internal conflict.
Could I truly balance the desires of the hero I had become and the hunger for vengeance of the power I now possessed?
The thoughts swirled in my head as I approached the gates of U.A. High. This was my new life, and I had to embrace it, no matter how much the thought of wielding such dark power disturbed me.
It was then that I heard someone shout.
"Yo, Tokoyami!"
I looked up, and there, standing in front of me, was Fumikage Tokoyami—the original version of me. His usual bird-like features, his towering form, and his perpetually serious demeanor were still intact. But there was something different in his eyes, a subtle recognition that I couldn't quite place.
"Hey, are you alright? You're looking a little… different today." He said, his voice laced with genuine concern.
I blinked, unsure how to respond. For a moment, I wanted to tell him the truth, to explain that something far greater than his Quirk had taken hold of me. But the power of Noob Saibot urged me to stay silent—to let my actions speak for me, to let my new self unfold naturally.
With a small nod, I spoke in my new, deeper voice. "I'm fine, Tokoyami. Just… thinking."
He raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. "Alright, just… take care of yourself, okay?" He said, before walking off toward the school.
I watched him go, but as he disappeared into the school grounds, something began to gnaw at me. I wasn't just here to live a normal life anymore. There were larger forces at play, and I could feel them pulling me toward a darker path—one that would force me to confront my own nature, my own destiny.
Later that day, I found myself standing alone in the training field, looking out at the distant skyline of the city. The wind picked up, and I could feel Dark Shadow stirring restlessly within me. There was no denying it. I had power, and with it came a desire for more. More strength. More control. More destruction.
As the sun set, I began to experiment with my newfound abilities. I stretched out my hand, and instantly, the shadows around me seemed to respond. They crawled along the ground like living things, slithering at my command. A smile spread across my face as I realized the extent of what I could do. I was no longer just a student at U.A. I was someone much, much more.
"This is only the beginning," I whispered to myself.
As the days passed, I began to realize that my presence was starting to affect those around me. The other students of U.A., especially those in Class 1-A, began to notice subtle changes in my demeanor. My powers were growing, and with them, my control over the shadows. Darkness became my ally, and I knew that I could do things that no one could imagine.
I was becoming a force that could not be ignored. But even as I embraced this power, I knew one thing for sure: I could never go back to being the same Tokoyami again. The world of My Hero Academia was about to meet a force unlike any it had seen before. A force born from the darkest corners of existence, where shadows reigned supreme.
And I, the boy reborn as Tokoyami, would make sure they knew my name.