It was a normal day by all standards. The sun was out, the breeze was cool, the streets filled with people looking for sales on their favorite products. These are all thing that humans have grown accustomed to, to the point where it's almost a daily routine. Yes, indeed it was a normal day.

A human living in a different reality might have thought that. The truth was, this was every citizen's lucky day. Monsters, or mysterious beings showed up every other day that heroes weren't on patrol. And even if they were, there was a good chance a demon-level threat would show and proceed to pummel whatever misfortunate B-Class hero it could get its hands on. Most people wouldn't go through the training required to be a hero. Most people were too scared that they'd be risking their lives for a job that didn't even repay them that well unless they squirmed their way into the upper echelons of the Hero Association.

And most people were right, the association fronted an image of justice and fairness. They claimed they would dismantle any threat. Regardless, everyone knew the association for the truly corrupt business they were. Using unique powers for the sake of money? To some, this would be the real injustice, not whatever villain or monster that shows up. Even so, thousands of kids looked up to an assortment of different heroes, which included the handsome and popular Amai Mask, the short-tempered Terrible Tornado, the mysterious scientist Bofoi, and the child prodigy Child Emperor.

They all wanted to be one of the heroes that the world could one day idolize and love. That's how it was for Saitama, and the main fuel for his "extreme" workout regimen of a 10-kilometer run every day, 100 sit ups, 100 pushups, and 100 squats. That's what may have worked for him, but this story isn't only centered around the overly-powerful character. This story focuses on a different overly-powerful character. One that aspires to be a hero as well but doesn't care about the fame or money that goes with it, like our favorite hero dressed in yellow. One that also seeks for the thrill of an exciting fight. And his name is…

RING RING RING

The alarm rang, feeling louder than all the other days. It probably felt like that because he drank too much the night before. In fact, he had completely forgotten what his name was, before remembering he didn't really have a name. His 'company' knew him as Blank, they were never interested in his name or his background or wherever he came from, they only saw potential in him. Potential that could be used to conquer the world. Potential to be the strongest man the Earth has ever seen. He had always seen the potential in himself, but honestly, he just wanted to save lives and return home. Only recently, he had found a new goal. Find a worthy opponent. What his group told him was true, he was the strongest man on the Earth. Unless there was some abnormally strong hero out there.

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Looking around the store while others looked at him with estranged eyes, to which he was no stranger to, he found a great sale. 65% off on the crabs! Initially crabs were already cheap and easy to find and fish for, but a sale never hurt anyone. Picking up a few packages, he was having an inner debate whether to have Sukiyaki with crab or Udon and save the crab for a later time. By the time he got to the front of the grocery line, he had made up his mind.

"482 yen, please."

Placing down 500 yen, the cashier extended her hand to get it when suddenly the ground beneath them started to violently shake. "Oh, hold on" the strangely dressed man told her, "I have 82 yen." Searching for the 82 yen, he noticed everyone was leaving the store in a panicked hurry. "Hm, guess I'll just leave the money here then" he thought. Before he could set the 82 yen down, a humungous object tore off half of the store's exterior and interior. Looking up, the bald man went to do his job. He jumped up probably about 300 meters.

Looking on as the giant wiped out half the city with a simple swing of his hand, he could be easily mistaken for an assisting assailant. "YES! That's right, scatter like rats! What do you think brother?" a man who seemed like a scientist yelled from the giant's other shoulder. Before the scientist's brother could reply, a voice cut them off. "Yeah, how's it feel being the strongest?" Searching for the source of the sound, the scientist exclaimed, "What?! There's someone on your shoulder!"

"Put on some pants."

That seemed to be the last straw for the mad scientist, "That guy on your shoulder! Kill him!" Registering his words, the titanic humanoid picked up his right hand and swatted his left shoulder. Looking at his palm to see the remnants of the random intruder, he instead was greeted by the blood and lab coat of what he could only assume to be his brother. Some time passed, then he realized what just happened. "NII-SAN!" the colossus screamed, dragging out the ending syllable of the words. "How did this happen?! I just wanted to be strong! And I finally am the strongest man, but…" his voice fading after looking at the smiling man on his other shoulder. "I don't know who you are, but it's your fault my brother is dead!" Grabbing the man and slamming him into a building, he followed it up by throwing thousands of blows onto the ground where he threw the man. "Behold! Our brotherly power!" he thought as he continued to pound on the probably lifeless corpse of the cause of his current problems.

After sending one last punch to be sure, he was content with the damage he had done. In that moment of anger, he had forgotten about the sadness that plagued him a few seconds previously. He had killed his brother because of this man? No, it was a result of them getting too power hungry. And why, why were they so greedy seeking power? Balling up his fist in a triumphant manner, a tear let itself out of his eye. I'm the strongest. So, what if I am? I feel…empty.

Not giving him the time of day, the hero who donned a yellow suit, red gloves, and a bald head jumped out of the newly created crater. "Right?" Preparing to punch him, he gave out his few last words of the evening, "Having overwhelming strength is…pretty boring." Watching the behemoth of a man freefall onto the city, he felt a sense of dread that he'd be responsible for any casualties. "Oops."

His walk home was a normal one. Well until this monster showed up. "Vroom, vroom?" the monster seemed to ask. "No sense hiding if you saw me. I'm Super Custom Y0649z MK II! I love building custom cars so much!" The rest of his speech was blocked out by the man's inner thoughts. Had he really lost something that was essential to a human being? Well probably not, or else he'd just be a monster in a human's skin. He wanted the exhilaration that he once felt when fighting a threatening monster.

"And what's your name?" The bald man looked up. "It's Saitama, a hero for fun." Feeling confident he could take on the silly "hero for fun" the monster raised his hands preparing to kill Saitama. As always, the hero ended it with one punch.

He let out a sigh. "Guess I'll have the Sukiyaki with crab."

/

Although she took pride in her power, and her ranking, she was still annoyed when the association gave her the task of cleaning up small fry like this. Who cares if this mysterious being defeated Smile Man and Lightning Max, they were merely low ranked A-Class heroes. Couldn't they call a different S-Class? She sped up her flight, she didn't want to waste any time.

"Oh? What's this?" the purple monster asked himself. Walking up to the crying little girl, his hand grew and snapped at the girl extremely quickly. Instead of erasing the girl from existence as he had been doing thus far, he instead had his hand bounce off. "Hm? Some sort of shield?" He punched the shield again, this time having his fist stopped midair completely. Looking up in the air, he spotted a little girl. Was she lost too? "Hey child, is this your doing?" the monster asked pointing at his fist. "Wha-who're you calling a child you ugly purple freak! I'm S Class, Rank One, Terrible Tornado! You know?! I'm THE Tornado!" The purple monster glanced at her. "Nope, who are you? I didn't know children like you liked playing fantasy so mu-"he was cut off by a barrage of semi-destroyed buildings aimed for him. "Seriously, who did he think he was?!"

Sensing that he was probably still alive, she kept on guard. She lifted the actual little girl to a safer location after instructing her to find her parents. This monster deserved a good thrashing, she refused to just twist him to death. On cue with her thought, a purple hand lounged for her which was easily blocked by her telepathic shield. Being a human, she obviously wasn't very durable, her shield was an entirely different story. "Is that all you have to show me?" she asked the creature with a disappointed face. "Ugh, to think I have to actually put effort into exterminating a weakling like you" he began as his muscles contorted into different sizes which would embarrass the likes of her muscle-headed S-Class allies. "Same goes for me, you're pretty weak yourself you know." Although she was quite the egomaniac, she deserved every bit of it. After all, no other esper in the world could compare to her. But monsters, there were always bigger fish in the ocean of endless fish, none of them were anything special.

Lost in her train of thought, a handful of orbs hit her shield blasting into smoke and obscuring her view. This didn't incite any panic in the Rank 2 hero. She looked around to try to see where the mysterious being was. She hated to admit but the orbs were extremely strong, nearly causing a crack in her shield. Quicker than she could react, the monster that identified itself as vaccine man appeared in front of her using both arms to try to break through her shield. She scoffed at the attempt. Picking up rocks that could be mistaken for asteroids, she stockpiled it onto her attacker, "how boring" she thought.

CRASH! The rocks collapsed onto Tatsumaki. However, that wasn't what shocked the Terrible Tornado. Her shield was broken in a combined effort of Vaccine Man and the rocks. She looked up to see if perhaps the mysterious being had been caught underneath all the rubble and concrete. Once again, quicker than she could react, she was punched by the monster. Regret filled her mind as she wished she just finished him off when he was in his weaker state. She put up a weaker shield in replacement, but even she could tell it wouldn't last long enough for reinforcements to arrive. In her eyes, she was as good as dead. Seeing the last vision of Fubuki, the feeling of helplessness flooded her brain. She was unaware of her crying. All the whilst civilians looked on from afar in horror. The rank 2 hero was getting treated like what everyone thought she was. They, along with her began to feel helpless. "Help!" they managed to scream while scattering away.

/

After reading the newspaper, Blank found out that some blonde guy who called himself King defeated the giant that terrorized B-City and D-City. Perhaps he was the man who could challenge him. His phone went off, he picked up to see the contact 'Satsujin', one of the members of his group. He was also his student after seeing how unbelievably strong Blank was. Blank reluctantly agreed to teach him, besides Satsujin always ended fights bloodied, not because he was injured but rather because he liked blitzing the opponent and sticking his arm through whatever vital point they had. It was a troublesome technique. "Blank-Sensei, I believe you would want to look at the news. It seems there's a threat that's giving the S-Class Rank One Terrible Tornado trouble. It is best you stop the situation."

Following his disciple's advice, he opened the news channel on the television. After watching a portion of the fight, he turned off the T.V with a sigh. He always wanted to fight Tatsumaki, she couldn't die now. Grabbing his katana, his cape, and his suit, he mumbled under his breath, "Guess I'll go."

/

The fight was over, she couldn't win. Her cockiness got the best of her. She laid on the ground as result of the fight that had just occurred. "It seems you were but a little girl." Usually, she'd find the will to give a snarky comeback, but her throat was tightened restricting her from talking. She remembered all those good times she had with Fubuki and her childhood friend. Her only dying wish at this point of time was that she could see them again. Fubuki being her dear little sister, and the friend being her and Fubuki's only companion growing up. He was kidnapped one day, and they never saw him again.

She saw all the visions in one quick second that felt like an eternity. Vaccine Man's arm which was raised descended quickly onto her. Prepared for the release of death, Tatsumaki closed her eyes. And then she felt lighter. She also felt the hands of another human. She opened her eyes to see a man with black hair who donned a white cape and had a sheathed sword. She was being carried in a bridal style to which she would protest if it were anyone else, but something about him felt…comforting. The feeling was familiar. The words of the purple monster brought her back to reality. "Who are you?" Her savior cracked a smile, "I'm the unofficial hero Blank. More importantly, you defeated the Rank 1 S-Class hero. Don't disappoint me in this fight." He threw a punch at the "self-proclaimed" hero. "So, you can dodge me at this form … you're clearly different from the girl." The man, who she now knew as Blank gently put her down on the ground.

A brilliant flash appeared down the middle of Vaccine Man. Tatsumaki's jaw dropped, even if only slightly. The monster who threw her around was cut cleanly in two. She never even saw Blank's sword get unsheathed. He was obvious S-Class talent, he could use a sword more efficiently than Lightspeed Flash and Atomic Samurai, which was impressive to say the least.

/

"But… but this time, it looked like the monster was going to be strong… DAMNITTTTTTT! I wasn't even serious… I just wanted to gauge his strength!"

In the corner of his eye, he caught the Terrible Tornado staring at him. What was up with her? She looked familiar. Probably all the times he'd seen her on the news. "Hey, Tornado, should I send you to the association or the hospital?" Not replying, she simply pointed to the direction of the hospital. He picked her up, surprised by how petite she truly was in person. He expected her to be at least a few inches taller than what he'd seen on T.V. They didn't talk on the way to the hospital. Blank tried to be careful with her body, she was badly injured after all.

Having made half the distance to the hospital, the roar of newscasters and an audience of people swarmed around Tatsumaki and the self-proclaimed hero. "Mister! Is it true you defeated the purple mysterious being?!" He looked at how large the audience was. If he said yes, then he'd be sought after by the Hero Association which would be no fun. "Uh… no, Tornado defeated it." He felt Tatsumaki facepalm, it was obvious he was lying. Even through his obvious bluff, several eye witnesses testified for his strength. Sure, it was nice to get some recognition, but this was overkill. "Could you guys move out of the way, I need to get her to the hospital." On demand, the audience moved out of the way with nothing but praise for the self-proclaimed hero.

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Finally, they made it to the hospital. It took much longer than usual because he had to make sure not to accidentally kill her. Opening the doors, the hospital staff gasped. The S-Class Rank One Hero Tornado being held by another person? It should've been impossible. He handed her body to a doctor. "I'll cover he expenses" he sighed. "How much?" The doctor asked his assistant to estimate the cost. "It would be about 22 million yen." Looking at him with a grim expression, then at Tatsumaki with a face like, 'You better pay me back', he handed him his entire wallet, and then his card, and then his watch, and then some. Opening the exit door, Tatsumaki shouted out his name. Her face was beet red. "Tha-thanks…" He wouldn't mention it to anyone, but she was pretty cute when thanking him. "No problem." And with that, he left, leaving the newscasters and hospital staff members in awe

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SELF-PROCLAIMED HERO SHOWS UP AND SAVES S-CLASS RANK 1 HERO?!

It was troublesome, all the magazines that went around with that title. His phone blew up. Literally. His 'disciple' Satsujin already called him 30 times a day at least. And with T.V channels giving exposure to the recent event, he was being called in for interviews and sought out by Hero Association workers. After paying the fine for Tatsumaki, he was left with a negative bank balance. "Great…back to the fast food place" he thought to himself.