The sun was barely rising when Izuku arrived at Dagobah Municipal Beach, the early morning chill biting against his skin.
The sight of the garbage-strewn shoreline stretched before him like a battlefield. He adjusted the strap of his gym bag, which he had packed with gloves, and a notebook to track his progress.
"Ah, you're on time!" All Might's voice boomed from behind him.
Izuku turned to see the hulking figure of All Might, beaming with enthusiasm. Despite everything he knew about the man, it was still surreal to see the world's greatest hero greeting him so warmly.
"Good morning, All Might," Izuku replied, his voice steady but respectful.
"Today marks the beginning of your journey to become a hero," All Might said, gesturing toward the trash-strewn beach. "We'll start by turning this dump into a pristine shoreline. You'll need every ounce of strength, stamina, and willpower you've got!"
Izuku nodded, determined. "I'm ready."
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The first few months were grueling. Izuku spent hours hauling broken appliances, car tires, and other debris across the beach.
His muscles burned, and his body screamed in protest, but he pushed through with the help of healing vials and his monstrous Stamina.
In the evenings, he would head to a nearby supplement store, where he spent his savings on protein powder and other dietary aids he had read about.
The system's Stamina III made it possible for him to work harder than most, but he needed the protein to build muscles.
"Mom, I'm back," Izuku called out one evening as he entered their apartment, carrying a large bag of groceries.
Inko peeked out from the kitchen, her face lighting up with a smile. "Izuku, you've been working so hard lately. Are you eating enough?"
Izuku set the bag down and smiled. "Yeah, Mom. I've been cooking meals and taking supplements to keep my muscles in check. Don't worry about me."
Inko's smile faltered slightly, her concern evident. "You're not overworking yourself, are you?"
Izuku shook his head. "No, I'm fine. Besides, I want to get stronger. I… I want to make you proud."
The last couple of months had made Izuku extremely close to his mother, he would sacrifice his life for her on a whim, no one had treated him with this much motherly love ever before so he treasured her immensely.
Inko reached out, hugging him tightly. "I'm already proud of you, Izuku. Just take care of yourself, okay?"
The thought that he needed to grow stronger to protect her from villain attacks pushed him further and further to train.
'More...not yet..!' Izuku decided to drop the pretence and train without holding back at all, even if his speed arouses suspensions.
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The Progress Astonished All Might, he has trained many sidekicks and students in his life but by far Izuku is the most resilient boy he has ever seen.
The boy doesn't tire at all, like a machine that keeps on working non-stop, it has reached the point where All might had to take the cleaned trash and dump it elsewhere for Izuku to clean again, his progress was just too fast that the training plan he came up with just won't work anymore, he surpassed it long ago.
As the months went by, the beach transformed under Izuku's relentless effort. Piles of garbage disappeared, revealing the sandy shore beneath. Izuku's physique began to change as well—his muscles became more defined, and his stamina improved dramatically further, Izuku now feels like he can run for days without tiring.
All Might watched with growing astonishment. "Young Midoriya," he said one morning, arms crossed as he observed Izuku lifting an old refrigerator onto a truck with relative ease for someone his size.
"Your progress is incredible. I've trained countless people, but few have shown this level of dedication."
Izuku, panting but smiling, set the refrigerator down. "I just… really want to be ready, All Might. If I'm going to inherit One For All, I have to give it everything I've got."
'To hell with holding back to not arouse suspicion, I can't afford such luxury!'
All Might nodded, his usual boisterous demeanor replaced by a rare moment of solemnity. "You're exceeding my expectations, young man. Keep this up, and you'll inherit it sooner than planned."
All might himself set a plan for young Midorya to receive OFA after 10 months of working based on his size, it was rushed but necessary to not harm him.
However, the boy had such an intense will power that he finished everything in 6 months, leaving Toshinori perplexed.
He had increased the pressure but the boy just keeps on going further and further, at one point he gave him a well Deserved break but was helpless when he saw him again training in the beach the next day.
'Don't you tire? You're under an insanely tight schedule already, training then school then training at home and all of this under a strict diet.'
Even if he made sure to push his body to the point of absolute limit, forcing him to rest in such a way for a couple of days, he was again shocked to see him the next day with the same cheerful demeanor... It's almost as if his body was healed overnight.
All might eventually stopped thinking and gave up, Midorya is an anomaly among anomalies, common sense won't work with this boy.
All might looked at him and ruffled his hair, it has grown but the boy refused to cut it for some reason, he wanted a hair style like a guy called Genos or something, all might wasn't sure who that is but didn't care to know.
Izuku smiled but kept his head down, hiding the flicker of excitement in his eyes. The system's stamina boost had been a significant advantage, but he didn't want All Might to know about it.
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Six months into the training, All Might decided it was time for Izuku to receive One For All. They stood on the now-pristine beach, the morning sunlight reflecting off the waves.
"You've proven yourself, young Midoriya," All Might said, holding a strand of his hair between his fingers. "You're ready for this power. Eat this."
After a little explanation about his Quirk and how it needs to be transferred via DNA, he saw his student reluctantly agreed.
'Can't blame him, brings back memories of my sensei... He is lucky my hair is kinda short, that woman's hair was long!'
Yagi chuckled at the fond memories of his master and how he refused to eat her hair, only to be forced to eat it after a good beating.
Izuku stared at the strand of hair, suppressing the urge to roll his eyes at the bizarre method of transfer. He hesitated for a moment before taking it and swallowing.
"Great!" All Might said, clapping his hands together. "It'll take some time for the power to fully integrate, but you're now the ninth holder of One For All."
Izuku nodded, his mind already racing with plans on how to integrate the new power with his existing abilities.
"All Might," he said hesitantly, deciding it was time to address something he'd been hiding. "There's… something I should tell you."
All Might raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What is it?"
Izuku activated his Sharingan, the single tomoe spinning lazily in his left eye.
"This. I don't know how to explain it, but I've had this since I was a kid. It doesn't feel like a Quirk, but it helps me see things more clearly—like I can analyze movements and memorize things instantly."
All Might paused, he has not expected that.
All Might saw a lot of strange individuals in society. some had sprinkler head, some had intangible fire bodies, and Izuku having green hair didn't surprise him at all when he saw him for the first time.
He stared into his crimson eyes; it had two pupils now.
An anomaly, that's the most logical explanation as to what Izuku is, the figure of another anomaly, Nedzu, appeared in his mind as he considered sharing this with him.
'No...Midoriya-boy trusted me with his secret, I can't betray his trust..!'
'All of that doesn't matter since all that is worth looking for is his heroic heart and will of steel'
All might thought that even he will lose in a battle of will power against Midorya.
Yet he leaned closer, examining the red eye with curiosity and amazement "Fascinating. It doesn't feel like a Quirk, you say. Perhaps it's some sort of genetic mutation?"
Izuku shrugged, feigning uncertainty. "Maybe. I never really thought much about it before, but I wanted to be honest with you since you're training me."
All Might placed a hand on his shoulder, his expression serious but kind.
"Thank you for telling me, young Midoriya. Whatever it is, it seems to complement your abilities perfectly. Let's make sure to incorporate it into your training."
All Might thought of a new way to train the boy, his body is in good condition but his mind?
'Let's teach him some moves and use this red eye thing to our advantage, it can help him memorize things perfectly? Then let's start with martial arts.'
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4 days after receiving One For All, Izuku found himself walking home from school, only to be intercepted by Bakugo.
"Deku!" Bakugo snarled, his explosive palms crackling with energy. "What the hell's been going on with you? You've been acting all high and mighty lately."
Bakugo was angry, Izuku has been acting weird again for a while now, it almost feels like he is certain of something, almost as if he can beat him!
This morning he demanded from Izuku to buy him something as well for lunch from the cafeteria but the Green headed boy took his money and threw it in his face Infront of everyone present, he only left one sentence to him afterwards:
"Tell one of your extras to do that bullshit"
Bakugo stared at him for a while as he walked away before ordering Mizuki to buy him something instead.
What's wrong with Deku?
He should be angry and beat him for that but Deku had this weird vibe, almost charged and ready for a fight... Bakugo chose to wisely beat his ass after school since he doesn't want to face any consequences, especially when he is so close to enrolling in UA.
Izuku sighed, adjusting his bag. "What do you want, Bakugo?"
"I want to know what's gotten into you," Bakugo growled, stepping closer. "You've been different—stronger. You think you're better than me now, don't you?"
Izuku's eyes narrowed. He could feel the heat of Bakugo's anger, but he wasn't the same timid boy he used to be.
"Yeah."
Bakugo snarled, his suspicions proven as his anger boiled over. "You wanna prove how much you're better!? Fight me, Deku!"
Izuku stared for a moment before nodding. "Fine. But keep this a secret, Bakugo." he really can't afford a report now since UA is nearing, one black mark on his file and he's out.
The competition is insane, less than 1% gets in, the written exam is the most problematic one because Nedzu is simply the one who makes it.
'Although, with my Sharingan and it's copying ability, I will get a nearly full mark on written exams'
One look with Sharingan and information is directly burned into his head, he doesn't even need to read them, just one glance.
Although, memorizing more than 30 pages per day is his current limit
But if there is one thing he learned from all might, it's to bypass his limits, it has reached the point where whenever he can't do something he will put all his focus into repeating it until he can.
Plus ultra!
The mind and the body, one is stronger than the other, everyday Izuku learned more and more and hit his limit daily.
As for pain? Just use a healing vial, he has 23 left anyway.
He looked at Bakugo, his mind now thinks naturally faster after awakening his Sharingan, it has not been more than 3 seconds since he began thinking of all of this.
Izuku wasn't sure, is it because he keeps on pushing his mind that he thinks faster? His body made him think faster. His Sharingan? But his muttering habit turned into accelerated thought habit and now he just has a habit of randomly staring and thinking.
The fight began with Bakugo charging forward, his explosions propelling him at breakneck speed. Izuku activated his Sharingan, the world slowing down around him as he tracked Bakugo's movements.
He dodged the first explosion, slipping to the side and landing a quick jab to Bakugo's ribs.
The system's Stamina III and the slight boost from One for All made his movements sharper, his strikes more precise.
"What the hell?!" Bakugo shouted, stumbling back, that punch hurt him badly. "Since when could you fight like this?"
Izuku didn't answer. Instead, he focused on staying calm, using his Sharingan to predict Bakugo's next attack. He ducked under another explosion and countered with a sweeping kick, sending Bakugo sprawling.
Bakugo kept getting up more and more, each feint attack of his was predicted, each counter attack of his blocked and to top it all off, Izuku never directly attacked him, he only blocked and retaliated.
He never engaged in direct combat, almost as if he doesn't need to, that he can easily manage him.
Izuku fully intended on shattering his pride into a million pieces, he wanted him to cry himself to sleep tonight.
Every time Bakugo fell down, Izuku didn't attack until he got up and attacked him, to which he simply counter attacked him with a slap.
Bakugo has lost count on how many times his face was slapped, for some reason, Izuku kept on slapping him instead of punching, Bakugo's rage was pushed to its limits.
Yet, no matter what, as if he can see the future, he simply never managed to even touch him.
The fight ended with Izuku pinning Bakugo to the ground, his breathing steady despite the exertion, Bakugo stared at him with a beaten battered body, he noticed one crucial thing that made him freeze.
'That Deku...he has no sweat on his face?'
Bakugo stared up at him, his face a mixture of anger and disbelief. "How… how did you beat me?"
Izuku stood up, offering Bakugo a hand and knowing that it's a pointless action. "I told you countless times already—I'm just trying to get better. Maybe you should try it too."
Bakugo slapped his hand away and stormed off, his pride shattered but his determination ignited, his confidence wounded as he realized that Izuku has surpassed him while he was lazing around, confident that he will win with his quirk alone.
He clenched his teeth and clutched his ribs, everything hurts, he has been thoroughly beaten, he can't feel his face at all, the slapping felt very personal.
As Izuku watched him go, he couldn't help but chuckle.
This was only the beginning, he had targeted his face so much that it has swollen, he even used 0.5% of OFA at the last slap, making the blonde bleed from his nose and fall down on the floor.
Ahh~ so refreshing.
'Stay humble, bitch.' Izuku returned home in a very good mood.
{Dear reader, please read Author's thoughts section for every chapter, I put a lot of useful info there on future potential plot points, thank you for reading this and I'm sorry for interrupting your relaxing reading time}