Alright. Hello again everyone. Thank you for clicking on this. Now I know what you're thinking 'An SI story? These are so cliche and they suck!' or something along those lines. I completely agree. But I love them. No clue why.

I know I'm not the best at writing, so I thought I would do my best with this, and get you guys to tell me what I did wrong, or why it sucks. I'm sure it is bad, but seeing as i wrote it, i have a bias.

So please review, I enjoy reading reviews, even if it is just hate, I'll enjoy it. So please, once again I ask you, please review.

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"Uuuurgh… fuck me." I groaned as I sat up, rubbing my head to alleviate the headache. Feels like I'd been smacked over the head with a bat, not that I'd know how that felt, it was just what first came to mind.

I looked around and saw myself in a field. 'Is this one of those near death dreams where I meet my friends and family? OH GOD I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I haven't even seen the second episode of Vento Aureo! How could life be so cruel!?'

I punched the ground in anger and immediately regretted it, for burning pain coursed through my hand. I looked at my hand and saw my middle finger was bent at an odd angle, and when I looked to the ground I realized I had just punched a small rock. 'Fuck me I have the worst luck!'

It took a bit for the pain to slowly ebb away, thank god for the body's natural response to pain.

I was eventually able to stand up and that's when I saw the large buildings around me. I was too groggy after waking up and then breaking my finger (like an idiot, might I add) to notice the huge city I was smack dab in the middle of.

"This… was not what I expected…" I said out loud to myself.

Wanting to know more I began looking around, to see if I could find anyone. Sure enough, there were a few people wandering around the park, for that is what I'm sure it was.

But they all looked weird. I swear that dude was purple. She had green hair, and another was a god damned dog! 'Where the holy shitting fuck am I!?' I panicked at seeing all these people with strange bodies and mannerisms.

It took me a few minutes to calm down enough to even consider going near them, but I knew I had to if I wanted to find anything out about where I was. So, after nearly ten minutes, I approached the nearest person.

I felt weird as I walked, younger, and like I could take on the world. I was still fat so that couldn't be it. Maybe it was the endorphins? Or maybe I was transported to another universe and was given superpowers by an inter-dimensional godlike being.

'That was… oddly specific. Oh well, I'm sure it isn't anything I should worry about.' I answered to myself as I came up to the woman and opened my mouth.

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'I've been transported to another universe with superpowers by an inter-dimensional godlike being. Bamboozled again!'

The woman I talked to told me I was in the city known as Musutafu… I was now in Japan. And not in any normal Japan, no, I was in 'My Hero Academia' Japan, the one where there was a dude who could steal superpowers and was planning to kill the world's greatest hero.

"I'll say it again… fuck me in the asshole." I groaned again as I walked away from the park. I had no forms of identification, and I also did not have any yen, I didn't even have my wallet on me, so trading in some bucks for yen wasn't possible.

Not like I could even do it if I wanted, since I don't have any form of ID. And I never bothered to learn the conversion rate of Australian dollars and Japanese yen, because really, I never expected to be suddenly dropped into MHA.

I didn't even seem to have a superpower. Actually… could I go to U.A and say I have meta-knowledge, and that it is my Quirk? No that wouldn't work, my meta-knowledge isn't even that good.

'Damn me for not reading the mango!' I bit down a cry of pain as I clenched my fists in anger, accidentally reminding me that I had a broken finger, one broken because I decided to be an absolute fucktard.

'Now I get what they were talking about… I really do swear to fucking much. Oh there it goes again!' I thought, chuckling at the realization.

"Now then… I know I'm in Musutafu, and I can somehow speak Japanese, even though I seem to be speaking English. Or maybe that girl simply knows English? Eh, figure out later, right now I just need to find U.A and by proxy, Recovery Girl." I spoke out loud to myself, distracting my brain from the broken finger.

Oh and, uh… I seem to be younger now… I am now fifteen, instead of my normal nineteen. "That was a god damned strange few minutes." I once again spoke out loud, drawing a few eyes here and there, but I ignored them.

"Now where could U.A be? I should probably just ask for directions now that I think about it. Time to test out the language barrier it seems."

I kept walking until I found a restaurant, with tables outside and a few people having a nice cup of coffee or tea, I couldn't tell which.

I stopped when I noticed someone, someone I knew from the anime. I looked to the corner and found her, Kayama Nemuri in her civilian clothes. She wore a large white sweater and plain black pants, she also wore black high heels. She was reading a book and drinking from a tea cup.

'Huh? Her civilian clothes match her hero outfits color scheme, is that an unconscious thing?' Nevertheless, I knew she would be able to point me to U.A.

I walked over, taking great care not to jostle my right hand, it just had to be my dominant one. She noticed my approach quickly, makes sense, she has to be ready for anything. I could see her suspicion from here, my blond-brown hair and clear European looks making me quite distinct among the people gathered here. Even among those who were like rock people and shit.

It didn't take all that long for her to focus on my hand, and mangled finger. It still hurt, but with my continuous distractions and focus on the task at hand, I hardly noticed it other than a few waves of pain.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, miss. But I seem to be lost. Could you maybe give me some directions?" I asked, hoping she would say yes.

She stared at me for a few seconds before putting her cup down, as well as her book, and focusing on me. I took that as confirmation and continued. "I've been looking for U.A, do you know where I can find it?" This was a huge gamble. If she thought I had malicious intent she wouldn't give me the directions, or would keep too close an eye on me.

The latter was fine, but would make the next step significantly harder, but the former would be the end of everything.

"Shouldn't you be asking for directions to the hospital?" I see, she was changing the subject, she was either actually worried, or was suspicious. But at least I knew we could communicate. Language barrier? More like schmanguage charrier!

"Oh, this? Yeah, I should get that checked out, but felt U.A was more important at the moment. I'll admit that this was entirely my fault, I got angry at my own thoughts and hurt myself by accident." I admitted, trying to tell half-truths.

"Why would U.A be of higher priority than helping yourself?" She questioned, once again trying to push the conversation in another direction. If she does it one more time I will have to cave, if I push too much she'll get more suspicious.

"I wanted to sign up for next year. My Quirk would be better suited to helping the heroes than anything mundane." I lied. If the timing was wrong then I was fucked. If it is early in the year or even half way through, she would immediately know I was lying. But if the timing was right, I just might get through this.

She stared at me for a few seconds before drinking the last of her tea and standing up. She excused herself and walked into the restaurant, but left her book out near me. I waited patiently, not like I had any real choice.

After a few painful (literally) minutes she came back out, and grabbed her book as she walked past, gestured for me to follow her. I started sweating, was she going to lead me somewhere and beat the information out of me? Was the timing off? 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!'

As she was walking she looked to me over her shoulder "You sure you don't want that checked out? I could help you to the hospital first?" She was so kind, but I was too scared to take it that way.

"No thank you. The pain really isn't that bad, as long as I don't jostle it, I should be fine." I explained, hoping it would work.

It did. "Well, if you're sure. Come on, U.A is just this way. You're pretty late for the sign up though, you must have one hell of a Quirk if you think they'll accept you this late." She commented, turning again. We were going down an alleyway now. Shit. Maybe I could explain before she breaks my other fingers.

She stopped half way down the alley and turned around, a tiny amount of pink mist wafting off her. "Talk." She said threateningly.

'Shit, fuck, shitfuck!'

"Okay, I lied, I'm sorry. But let me explain! I have valuable-"

She pulled out her whip from inside her sweater, before sending it towards me, faster than I had ever seen anyone use a whip. And I know someone who does whip snapping for a hobby, so that says something!

I screamed and held my hands up, hurting my finger again.

"Wh-What?" I heard Nemuri gasp in shock.

I also gasped when I look as well, but for a different reason.

She gasped because my 'Quirk' automatically protected me. I gasped because my 'Quirk' was motherfucking [The World]! The Stand… THE TIME STOPPING STAND!

"Please wait! I did lie, but I'm not lying about everything! I really did break my finger out of stupidity…" Why the fuck was that what I mentioned first!? "…And I really do need to go to U.A! What I lied about was wanting to join U.A, but I was thinking about it, so maybe it wasn't entirely a lie." I spouted out quickly.

Kayama Nemuri looked between me and [The World], and with a mental command my Quirk (gonna have to get used to calling it my Quirk, don't want a slip up) let go of her whip, and she rolled it up. She kept it out for a few seconds, and studied my expressions. She seemed to be satisfied, though, because she put it away and walked past me again. "This way, for real this time."

I sighed 'I feel like I just lost a few decades off my life. God damn is she scary…'

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I now sat inside a nice office, on a chair in front of the principle himself. The one and only: Nezu. He was scarier than even Midnight was. He introduced himself politely, pointed out his strange appearance, and seemed like he was enjoying himself.

Then he changed. He got serious. He was still speaking the same, but the undertones were much scarier. I knew I was in trouble, because Midnight didn't leave, and other Pro Heroes were in the room as well.

Even though I now have [The World], I don't even know how to stop time, so I have no chance against them if they attacked.

'Thank god they let Recovery Girl heal my finger. Though I will admit it felt really strange, healing that fast. I kinda wish I had Dio's regeneration too, but then I would have died in the park, with the sun on me like it was… I'm rambling inside my head aren't I?'

"Hello? Hello? Hello?" Nezu kept asking before he flicked me on the nose, breaking me out of my mind.

"Uh… what? I'm sorry, I kinda got lost in my thoughts. I do that when I'm uncomfortable." I admitted, rubbing my arm nervously and not looking directly into Nezu's eyes.

"Why are you nervous?" He asked.

I shivered. "Because I am being… interrogated by the principle of the world's greatest hero school while many other heroes watch on, perhaps prepared to beat me unconscious if I even make a single wrong move?" I offered.

Nazu blinked at the strange reply. He suddenly started laughing, scaring me even further. It was worse to be sitting in front of him as he laughed then to just be watching from my seat in front of the computer.

Damn. You fucks had it easy. Screw you!

Nezu finally stopped laughing and fixed his attention on me. "Young man, while we do suspect that you have ulterior motives, Midnight has told me that she saw no malicious intent from you what so ever. She even mentioned your Quirk."

I gulped before asking "So?"

"She told me that you've been thinking of joining U.A. And we will discuss that, if you answer my next question truthfully. Who are you, really?" Nezu asked ominously, taking another gulp of his coffee… or tea, I can never get it right.

"That… is a question that will take some time to answer." I responded, not too sure if I should reveal my hand just yet. But in this situation, I think gambling wouldn't be too bad a decision.

"That's fine. We have plenty of time." He said, smiling.

"My name is... well, I was thinking of just calling myself Victor Brando. Since my second point is, I am from another universe. One where all of this is just fiction, though I guess that thought process is no longer true. As such, I have meta-knowledge that might come in handy. I just thought that since I was now in a new world, I could start again, or something. What point would there be to stay with the same name, when it just ties me down to my old life? I am in a new world, why not start living it? Wow… got philosophical there at the end." I grumbled the last bit too myself.

Nezu chuckled "I agree, that was. Another universe you say? Meta-knowledge? Care to give an example?" He asked, leaning back in his chair, certain I couldn't prove it.

But I could. "All Might's name… is Yagi Toshinori. And his Quirk is 'One For All', a power stockpiling Quirk that can be passed on. The last user was Nana Shimura." I knew for a fact that I could be wrong, there are infinite universes, if me being here implies, All Might not even exist here.

But judging by Nezu's expression, and the sounds from the other Pro Heroes, I would bet on me being correct. "Don't worry, I will not reveal this information to just anyone, this knowledge is to be held close to the chest. And cannot be placed into the hands of the villains." I said.

Nezu was quite for a tense minute. I could feel everyone tensing, and I knew that [The World] could stop one attack, but I had no clue if it could defend me from so many at once. Today just seems to be full of dangers.

"This Quirk of yours…" Nezu started, getting my and everyone else's attention. "What can it do?"

"Where to start? I'm from a universe where this is all a fictitious story called 'My Hero Academia', but my Quirk is actually something called a [Stand] from a different series. It seems that whatever brought me here gave me a way to defend myself. I just never expected it to be the Stand known as [The World]."

"And why not? It seems powerful, being able to summon a fighter from your body." Nezu asked, confused.

"You can see my [The World]?" I asked, turning to look at Midnight, who nodded. "Huh? Seems it works differently here. Anyway, Stands can normally only be seen by Stand users, but that rule has kicked the bucket. [The World] is the Stand of one of the main villains in the series called 'JoJo's Bizarre Adventure'. It has a range of ten meters, can punch extremely hard and fast, has immense precision and can even phase through matter. But its most powerful ability is its power to stop time." I revealed my entire hand, Nezu seemed to have accepted me so far, I'm not going to displease him at this point.

"Stop… time?" I could hear Nezu whisper to himself, as well as the gossip of the others.

"Yes. But it can only do so for a limited time, when the first user of [The World], Dio Brando, died, his time limit was eleven seconds. I don't even know how to use it, so once I learn it will be about one second, but the more I use it the longer it will get. It might even get to the point where I can stop time for an entire week." I explained, didn't want to leave anything off the table here. Had to be as transparent as possible.

"Anything else it can do?"

"Nothing that comes to mind… wait… There is a process to give it godlike power, but it is far beyond my means at this time." I added, knowing that [Heaven] might be achievable, just not right now.

"Process?"

"Yeah. I have to have a trust worthy friend, as well as more than thirty-six sinners. I will kill the sinners, then destroy my [The World], it will absorb the souls of the sinners and be reborn. My trust worthy friend will then recite fourteen phrases which will allow catch the attention of my reborn Stand, and I will come back. This is known as [Heaven Ascension] and allows me to gain godlike power."

"I see… you know you are a bit too powerful…" Nezu started.

"I'm not going to start killing people to achieve Heaven, as much as it tempts me, I don't have a friend that would even be willing to help me. I wouldn't be able to kill the thirty-six people, and I certainly will never destroy my [The World]. You see, if my Stand, Quirk, sorry, takes damage then I will also receive that damage." I was honestly having fun explaining what it could do. I'm weird like that.

"Do you truly want to be hero?" Nezu asked as he leaned back, and stared at the ceiling.

"Why wouldn't I? I can redeem my [The World] and help people. I've always felt a little useless back in my base universe, but here I can actually do something. I can help people and actually make a difference for the better. Though I will admit the idea of learning how to stop time and getting better at it makes me giddy. I could possibly be the next number one hero!" I exclaimed as I started laughing.

I lifted my hands up and curled my fingers and laughed, looking like a villain indulging in some evil laughter. [The World] even joined in, but its facial expression never changed, so it looked kinda weird.

I was getting used to bringing him out and back in, controlling him was getting easier and easier by the minute. Maybe since it was a Quirk now instead of a Stand it could be controlled without a proper fighting spirit?

"You're in."

"HUH!?" I looked down at the mouse/dog/bear thing and stopped still.

"What? After a speech like that you thought I'd say no? I'll get you set up with an ID and sign you up for U.A." Nezu smiled smugly to himself and nodded sagely.

"But… why? With my meta-knowledge, I thought…"

"Thought what? That we'd tie you up and forcibly extract information? Little boy, we are not villains." Nezu said, kind of offended.

"Sorry, I was just thinking of the heroes from a few other universes who would resort to such tactics. I don't exactly know all too well how this world works, so I was calling a blank there and tried to fill them in."

"It's fine. I can understand." Nezu said before he gestured to the heroes in the room. "Since you said you didn't know how to stop time, and there are a few months before the new year of school starts. How about you choose a teacher, they'll help you whenever they can. If your [The World] really can do what you say it can, we would much prefer it if you could use it to its best possible efficiency."

I looked around at the Pro Heroes. I was to choose a teacher? What was this, a self-insert… it very well could be actually.

"Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm." I mumbled to myself as I looked to each hero and thought through my choices. "Midnight."

"Oh? And why is that?" She asked me.

"Your Quirk isn't exactly best at direct combat, and there are plenty of counters to it, but you can still win fights not because you re powerful, but because you are smart and use everything to your advantage. Stand fights are very similar. More brains than brawn." I explained my reasoning. If I really wanted to be a hero, smarts would have to compliment my powers.

I don't want to end up like my predecessor, Dio Brando, and kick an opponent with my still healing legs, and not even that, my weakened left side as well. Good going, you giant stupid idiot! But now, I might be able to really do something.

"I guess that makes sense. But are you sure it isn't for another reason?" She asked seductively.

"While your beauty would be a very nice bonus, I'm serious. Eraser Head would also be a good pick, but he's lazy, and you and me have met, I haven't been introduced to him yet." I said, pointing to the sleepy looking hero.

Nezu called out to me "After you get properly acquainted with Midnight, I'll need you to provide as much information as you can on the possible future. Even if your being here changes it, it might still provide some use." He said, and I gave him a nod.

This was it. I have somehow entered into My Hero Academia and even have a powerful Stand. I'm going to become a hero, and help people. If Deku comes here, maybe I could even help him along, subtly of course.

I summoned [The World] and we both raised our right fists before clenching them, and I smiled as I looked out the window of the tall building. Seeing the city outside. I have to get used to being here now, I'll miss my old world, and everyone in it. But nothing can really be done at this point.

I'll just have to make it up to them by saving as many people as possible!