A dark void stretched endlessly around a young soul, who stood in the vast expanse of nothingness. He vaguely remembered the screeching sound of tires, the blinding flash of headlights, and then—nothing. Now, he was here. Alone. Confused.
Suddenly, a warm, golden light appeared before him. It grew brighter, coalescing into the form of a benevolent figure. The figure had a calm, gentle aura, radiating peace and divinity.
"Welcome, young soul," the figure said. "I am God. Your time in your world has ended earlier than it was meant to. But because of your pure heart and the life you lived, I am granting you a second chance. You may ask for three wishes to shape your new life."
Haruto blinked, struggling to process the situation. After a moment, he asked cautiously, "You mean I get to be reborn? With three wishes? Anything I want?"
God nodded. "Indeed. Within reason, of course."
Haruto's heart raced. He was a huge fan of anime and manga, and if this was real, he knew exactly what he wanted. He took a deep breath before speaking.
"For my first wish," he began, "I want to be reborn in the world of My Hero Academia."
God smiled. "A fascinating choice. And your second wish?"
"I want to be Izuku Midoriya's elder brother, two years older than him."
God's expression remained kind. "An interesting dynamic. And your final wish?"
Haruto's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I want to be born as a Saiyan with the appearance of Goku Black. I want the strength of a Saiyan but still retain my humanity."
God chuckled softly. "Very well. You shall be reborn as Goku Midoriya, elder brother to Izuku Midoriya. You will inherit Saiyan strength and potential, but your destiny will remain your own to forge. Are you ready?"
Haruto—now Goku—nodded eagerly. "I'm ready."
With a wave of His hand, God sent Goku's soul into the cycle of rebirth. The light enveloped him, and the last thing he heard was God's parting words: "Make the most of this new life, Goku Midoriya."
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The first thing Goku felt in his new life was warmth. He opened his eyes and found himself in the arms of a kind woman with green hair and gentle eyes. This was Inko Midoriya, his new mother. He could feel her love radiating as she cradled him close.
"He's so beautiful," Inko whispered, tears streaming down her face. "My little Goku."
Beside her stood Hisashi Midoriya, his father. "He's strong, just like his name suggests. He'll grow up to do great things."
As Goku grew, he quickly realized the vast difference between this life and his old one. His Saiyan abilities became apparent early on. By the time he was two, he was running faster and jumping higher than most children his age. His strength was unparalleled, though he learned to control it to avoid scaring his parents.
Then, his younger brother, Izuku, was born. From the moment Goku held Izuku in his tiny arms, he felt a fierce protectiveness over him. This was his little brother, and he would ensure Izuku grew up strong and happy.
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By the time Goku was five, he had begun training himself. He discovered that his Saiyan body responded exceptionally well to physical exertion. Each day, he pushed his limits, and each day, he grew stronger. At the same time, he kept a watchful eye on Izuku, who idolized him.
"Big Brother, can I train with you?" Izuku asked one day, his wide green eyes sparkling with admiration.
Goku smiled. "Of course, Izuku. But we'll start slow. Strength comes with hard work and patience."
From that day forward, the brothers trained together. Goku taught Izuku basic exercises, helping him build strength and stamina. Though Izuku was quirkless, he was determined to become a hero, and Goku admired his brother's unwavering resolve.
By the time Goku was eight and Izuku was six, they had developed a routine. Goku's power level was steadily increasing, and Izuku was becoming stronger under his brother's guidance. However, not everyone was kind to Izuku. Katsuki Bakugo, a childhood friend turned bully, often mocked Izuku for being quirkless.
One day, Bakugo cornered Izuku at the park, his palms crackling with explosive energy. "Stay out of my way, Deku," he sneered. "You're nothing without a quirk."
Before Bakugo could act, Goku stepped in, his expression calm but firm. "That's enough, Bakugo."
"Why do you care?" Bakugo snapped. "He's just a quirkless loser."
Goku's eyes darkened, and his aura flared slightly. Though he kept his strength in check, the sheer presence of his Saiyan power was enough to make Bakugo freeze.
"Listen closely," Goku said, his voice steady. "If you ever lay a hand on Izuku again, you'll regret it. Being strong doesn't give you the right to hurt others. A true hero uses their strength to protect, not to bully."
Bakugo scowled but backed down, and from that day forward, he never teased Izuku again.
Years passed, and Goku continued to grow stronger. By the time he was twelve, his power level had reached an impressive 20,000. He had mastered several Saiyan techniques, including energy blasts and rapid combat movements. He also trained Izuku relentlessly, helping his younger brother gain better control over One for All, a quirk that Izuku will inherit from All Might 8. future.
One evening, as the brothers sparred in their backyard, Inko watched from the porch, a mix of pride and worry in her eyes.
"You're so strong, Goku," Izuku said, panting as he wiped sweat from his brow. "But you never go easy on me."
Goku grinned. "That's because I believe in you, Izuku. You're going to be the greatest hero one day, and I'll make sure you're ready."
On the morning of his twelfth birthday, Goku announced his decision to go on a world tour. He wanted to explore the world, train with different fighters, and push his limits further. Though it was hard for Inko and Izuku to see him leave, they understood his determination.
As Goku stood at the door with his backpack slung over his shoulder, Inko hugged him tightly. "Be safe, my son. And remember, no matter where you go, this will always be your home."
"I will, Mom," Goku said, his voice steady. "Thank you for everything."
He turned to Izuku and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Take care of Mom, okay? And keep training. I'll be back before you know it."
Izuku nodded, tears brimming in his eyes. "I will, Big Brother. I promise."
With a final wave, Goku stepped out into the world, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. This was just the beginning of his journey—a journey to become the strongest hero and protect those he loved.
Pairing will be MOMO.....
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