Disclaimer: Check chapter one, I'm not clever enough to write something funny every chapter.
Chapter 2
For four hours Izuku Midoriya had relentlessly searched for any and all information he could find for any and all possible abilities he might have for his recently, impossibly, developed quirk. Most of the information he could find was that which he already knew from his many years of finding escape in his video games. But he had to be sure, he had to cover absolutely all bases, this was a chance of a life-time, the most important thing he would ever undertake… as long as he wasn't crazy.
Although he had little information to go on, Izuku Midoriya wasn't suspected of once having an intelligence quirk for nothing. With only the message he woke up to that morning telling him his HP and MP had been restored (and he decided to put a pin in the fact he supposedly had magic until later) He had quickly determined that his gaming 'gamer?' quirk probably wasn't anything along the lines of an FPS.
From what he could find, and remember, the type of game he seemed to have been thrust into was that of an RPG. Crafting, levels, healing potions, skill trees and most importantly, inventories. He could barely keep the grin off of his face, not that he wanted to, if he was right the applications for his ability, or even abilities, would be unfathomable.
Izuku almost shivered in excitement. It was time to experiment!
"Now, how do I do this?" Izuku muttered to himself "Do I need to focus on my… inner… energy? I've never had a quirk before so I don't know how… if this was just a game I'd press a button to open my inventory, but there's not button to- to"
Izuku's muttering tapered off as he noticed the blue box floating in from of him.
"No way" He said. Sitting there, floating in front of his face was an inventory screen, it was easily recognizable, he had seen it a hundred times in his games, an outline of a charcter to the left with slots where the clothes would be and a load of empty boxes to the left, waiting to be filled with loot.
Except this box wasn't like the ones he saw in his games, the outline wasn't of a random character, it was of him and the clothes in the slots weren't armour and enchanted necklaces, they were his clothes, that he was wearing, right at that moment. His quirk was voice activated.
HIS QUIRK WAS VOICE ACTIVATED!
If it weren't for the incredibly situation he was in Izuku would have burst out laughing. This was perfect! Not only would it make finding out and using all his possibly abilities incredibly easy, it would also act as the perfect excuse as to why he was registered 'quirkless' What kind of person could figure out an unidentified quirk that could only be accessed through naming your abilities?
But first thing was first. Testing.
Thinking quickly he picked up a shirt off the floor that he had thrown there the night before. Hesitantly he leaned forwards and pushed the shirt into one of the inventory boxes, with a sudden flash of light it disappeared from his hands and a picture of his shirt appeared in the first inventory box. He grinned, it worked!
He reached over to the left side player icon and tapped the picture of the shirt he was currently wearing and pulled it over to the one in the inventory slot. A common feature in most RPGs to easily switch armour's and items was to pull one over the other and let go. An action that Izuku immediately undertook, in an instant and a flash of light the shirt he had been wearing was replaced by the one he had stored.
His grin stretched across his face as he rapidly switched back and forth between the two shirts for a few minutes, playing with his new ability.
"Wait" Izuku paused "Does this mean I have a pocket dimension?" He froze, his finger hovering over the floating box as a thought rapidly came to him.
It took half a second for his to rush across his room and find a pencil, within a moment he took aim at the floating box that had stayed on the other side of his room, reared back his arm, and threw.
The pencil arced through the air and hit the box. With a flash it disappeared and another icon appeared on the screen. Quickly picking up another one he threw again and once more it disappeared, the number two coming into existence in the corner of the pencil icon 'So they stack, that's good to know' Izuku's mind raced as he thought of the possible applications of his ability. In essence he could make anything disappear into thin air, only to receive it later. Something in his mind clicked.
It could be used as a shield; anything flying through the air could be instantly blocked and contained… Anything flying through the air. The shock that had taken over his face was immediately replaced with yet another grin.
"Bullets fly through the air" He said to himself slowly, the joy easily evident in his voice. Izuku Midoriya was immune to bullets "Well" He considered "As long as I have this in front of me."
His realizations could be pondered on later; he still had the rest of his abilities to figure out. Walking across the room, Izuku switched his shirt back to the clean one and dispelled the inventory box before walking over to his desk and pulling out a fresh notebook and another pencil.
He had gotten the new notebook only two days ago to record all the new quirks he would be seeing at U.A, of course this was before he realized what a monumental mistake he had made. Had being the important word. With his new quirk there was nothing that could stop him from going. There was nothing that could stop him from achieving his dream. There was nothing that could stop him from being a hero!
But this wasn't going to be any other hero research book, this wasn't going to be another in a list of about twenty notebooks he'd written in about nearly every hero he had ever come by over the years. But this notebook wasn't going to be about other people. Other heroes. This was going to be about him, his powers, his quirk, his… Heroism!
It took him a few minutes to design a cool cover for the first page of the book and decide on a title to denote the importance of the thing.
After he had finished nerding out about his own coolness (and he definitely didn't notice the irony in that statement) He finally set about doing what he had brought out the notebook for in the first place, to make a list of abilities he wanted to experiment with.
Skills
Health
Magic?
Levelling
Quests?
Status
Options
The list wasn't very long, but he assumed that some parts of it would take up quite a lot of time, especially the magic bit. Something he was absolutely sure couldn't be possible. But then again, everything about this situation was impossible.
Izuku glanced at his list again and then looked around his relatively small room filled with All Might memorabilia, there wasn't much space and, he grimaced, he didn't want to risk damaging any of his things. Some of them were limited edition!
LINE
Half an hour later and a quick conversation with his mother to tell her he was going out for a walk and Izuku was standing in a clearing in the nearby forest., he knew it well, seeing as it was the place he used to train when he was a kid. He almost snorted at the thought. 'Train? All I did was run around and punch the air, that was nothing. No' He thought 'This is the time my training will take place, this is the beginning of my life'
Izuku grinned and said the word that would change the world.
"Status"
And we're done, another chapter down. I'm sorry about the short length, but I hope the quality makes up for it…. If it is quality, I have no idea, I'm bias.
Anyway, time for another short rant, I hope you all enjoyed the one last chapter, because I'm gonna be expanding on it here. Quests, I absolutely hate the way some people who write gamer fics do quests. One specific type of quest. Forced quests. Quests that don't give the main character an option to say no. I've said before and I'll say it again the 'gamer' ability does not change the world into a game, it changes the MC into a video game character, this is nothing you can't say no to in real life, there are just consequences.
A baby falls out a window, you can choose whether or not to save it, but if you choose not to you end up with a dead baby, that's how life works. It feels good to get that off my chest.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope you'll enjoy the ones to come, follow, favourite and review, see you next time.
