The dust began to settle as the last remnants of the League of Villains struggled to rise from the overwhelming shadows I had unleashed. My Dark Shadow had consumed nearly everything in its path, and the battlefield was littered with the aftermath of my power. The villainous group was still alive, but they were not the same. They had seen the depths of darkness, and it had made them pause, hesitant in a way I hadn't expected.
I could feel it—an aura of fear now surrounded me. The heroes, too, were wary, their eyes tracking every move I made. My Quirk wasn't just a tool of destruction; it was a weapon of control, and for the first time, I fully realized just how much control I now wielded.
I had never fully understood the extent of my powers until now—until this very moment. The Noob Saibot battle suit responded to my emotions, shaping itself to my will. The black armor that covered my body seemed to ripple with energy, its jagged edges shifting as though alive, whispering of power. The maskless face I wore, resembling Sung Jinwoo, was a perfect mirror of the ruthless warrior I had become, one who had tasted victory and power on the battlefield and knew there was no turning back.
I turned to face the heroes, who stood at a distance, their expressions a mix of confusion, suspicion, and fear. The U.A. students, including my former self, Tokoyami, were taking cautious steps back. They had seen my transformation—they knew something was different.
And it was time to make sure they understood just how different I had become.
"Dark Shadow, obey my will," I muttered under my breath, and with that, the shadow behind me surged forward, twisting around my limbs, as if it were an extension of my very soul.
The students flinched, most of them stepping back as the large, ominous form of Dark Shadow moved like a living creature, rising up beside me like a guard dog ready to attack. The darkness of the creature was now laced with my influence—the shadow was no longer a simple tool of defense. It was a manifestation of Noob Saibot's wrath and Sung Jinwoo's precision. The Noob Saibot powers worked in tandem with my Dark Shadow, heightening its strength. Now, it could grow into terrifying, almost unstoppable forms.
I couldn't help but smile, the thrill of control spreading like fire through my veins. The game had shifted. My role was no longer a mere student at U.A. This battlefield, this world—they were mine to shape.
Shigaraki, still struggling beneath the weight of my power, was the first to break the silence. His hand twitched as his fingers slowly curled into a fist. His voice rasped with frustration, but there was a trace of admiration too. "What... what are you?" His tone had lost its usual confidence. He was no longer the chaotic leader of the League. No, now he was just another player caught in a game that was far beyond him.
"I am your nightmare," I responded coldly, my voice carrying an unsettling weight. "The one who will erase everything you know. Your time in this world is coming to an end."
With that, I raised a hand, and Dark Shadow swirled around Shigaraki once more, tightening like chains around his body. The darkness wasn't just trapping him—it was suffocating him, cutting off his ability to move or escape. I could feel his desperation growing with each passing second.
As the rest of the villains—Toga, Dabi, and the others—rushed to aid their leader, I summoned a wave of shadow clones. The clones surged forward, each resembling Noob Saibot, their masks glowing faintly as they advanced like specters, striking fear into the hearts of anyone who dared stand in their path.
But I didn't stop there. The power I wielded didn't just come from my Quirk or the Noob Saibot battle suit—it came from something deeper. Sung Jinwoo's power, the ability to level up after every battle, after every enemy defeated, was slowly becoming a reality. I could feel my body growing stronger, the influence of my enemies only increasing the hunger for more power within me.
I could see the battlefield in a way no one else could—every movement, every action, every weakness. It was as if time slowed, allowing me to plan each move with surgical precision. Every punch, every kick I delivered was not just an attack—it was a message.
The students of U.A. had been forced to stand aside as the battle raged on. They weren't trained for this kind of fight. They weren't ready for this level of destruction, for the absolute power I now commanded. Some of the students, including Midoriya and Bakugo, were ready to charge in and help, but Aizawa, their teacher, held them back. He could see the chaos unfolding, but even he knew there was nothing they could do. Not against someone like me.
And that realization hit harder than I expected.
A low chuckle escaped my lips as I looked down at Shigaraki once more, his body writhing in the suffocating embrace of Dark Shadow. I could see the fear in his eyes—the fear of being completely overwhelmed by my powers. Fear was a tool, and I was learning to wield it with perfection.
"Your time is over," I said, and with that, I tightened my grip on the darkness that held him in place. Shigaraki's body convulsed violently as the weight of the shadows crushed down harder.
But as I prepared to finish him off, something strange happened.
I felt it—a new power surging within me. A sense of authority—a weight that settled onto my shoulders. A voice in my head, calm and deep, spoke to me.
"You are more than this. You can build your own future."
It wasn't the voice of Noob Saibot, or even Sung Jinwoo. It was something else—something darker, older. And in that moment, I realized something crucial. The villains and heroes around me weren't just pawns in my game—they were tools. Tools to help me achieve something greater.
The ground trembled beneath my feet as I let go of Shigaraki, allowing him to collapse to the ground, gasping for breath. My attention shifted from the villainous leader to the students of Class 1-A, who had witnessed everything. I could feel their eyes on me, their unease growing by the second.
They didn't understand yet. They didn't know that I had already passed the point of no return.
"This world... is mine to conquer," I said aloud, my voice cold and unwavering. "And you will all serve me, one way or another."
With that, I walked away from the chaos. The battle was far from over, but today, I had made my intentions clear. I wasn't just a student at U.A. anymore. I was a force of nature. A force that would reshape this world.
As I turned, I looked one last time at the defeated League of Villains and the terrified heroes. A dark smile spread across my face.
This was just the beginning.
The shadows had arrived.