A.N.: Warning! This chapter contains a character talking about his Christian faith. If you don't want to read about it, you can skip the paragraphs or stop reading the story. I don't know if this turns off people but I guess I'll just say it right here. You've been warned!

And sorry about not updating any earlier. The reason is that I think that publishing every week on a Sunday afternoon is a bit easier than on a Thursday. Feel free to ask me for more information in a PM if you want to know a bit more about it.

Oh, by the way to answer to the only review I have, thanks, but I'm not sure how to interpret it?

Time to get to the serious part. How will our protagonist to this new world he is in? And how will he react to other protagonists? Actually, who is our protagonist? The answer right now!

After the shock of the initial day, the next 3 years passed in a breeze. I managed to learn more and more about this world I am in. Wasn't easy though since I had to learn Japanese, and I can't say I've mastered yet. The biggest problem was that while my parents are cultivated people, I can't access all the information since most of it is in a language I don't understand. I did manage to learn some of it by reading the Bible in Japanese, since I know these texts quite well.

In my original timeline, I was born in a Christian family, and I always was Christian. I had a period of doubt, but if anything, that only cemented my faith when I actually searched what are proofs behind that. I've already talked about my faith to my parents, but with a limited impact, because they aren't sure what I'm actually saying is coherent.

And talking about my parents, they think I'm a prodigy which, truth be told, isn't very surprising. I mean, how would you react if your baby sneaked out of his bed to read books or to search things on the internet. In English. And sing in that same language every Sunday morning for some reason.

At all times of the day, I always heard things like "He's a genius!" or "Who is a prodigy? You are!", which started to get on my nerves to be honest. They were absolutely floored when I learned how to talk at 6 months and how I ran all over the house at only 1 year old.

When I met my grandparents at 2 years old, it would seem they thought my parents were exaggerating my intelligence. I almost didn't contain my laugh when they saw me solve an equation before their very eyes and couldn't say anything. However, they were even more surprised when I struggled to explain how I did it in Japanese and switched to French, then English out of reflex. Needless to say, it wasn't my brightest moment.

"So here you substitute x by y in the second equation and like that…" Shoot I thought, realising my error.

"He speaks English too?!" My grandparents said in unison, as some spit their tea.

I had never felt as embarrassed before, even when I had to confess my love to my girlfriend – but let's not talk about that, OK? - and I was left without words. I even fell down, which hadn't happened since, probably 1 year now?

I do wonder what my girlfriend Kate is doing though. I would do great with her emotional support or just knowing if she was fine, but as far as I remember, general Legrand's nice time travelling endeavours didn't include a free travel for girlfriends. Then again, I don't think I either paid for him nor do I think he would be so kind so the chances of meeting her are close to zero.

The other grandparents came to visit and this time I was ready to explain everything in Japanese, so as to not repeat the unfortunate events of last time. Turns out, they knew everything about what had happened so I didn't even bother performing the little stunt.

When the grandparents and friends asked how I even learned English, my parents replied it was a mystery and didn't know how to explain it. That didn't stop my researches though. I think I might have got even faster, since I didn't have to hide anything.

Most of this wasn't for a personal gain, it was actually mostly to help Gaster out in his research. I wasn't doing equations for their own sake, I was doing them to classify what Gaster called a system of abilities.

Because besides all of that, I was also trying to 'train' - or really, it was mostly me trying to use my powers in this world. The only thing that sort of worked were my dying will flames, which I haven't shown to anyone and don't plan to anytime soon. I don't want people to think it's my quirk and I'm scared of the consequences it could have.

But what's a quirk, you ask? From what I could gather, in this universe, quirks are special abilities that 80% of the population have nowadays. They can range from manipulating fire, to being invisible, or even having animal like abilities. Those quirks came in to existence around a hundred years ago, when a baby born in China shone its light on a new world.

My parents seem to have 2 very similar quirks: my dad can accelerate time in a sphere around him and my mom can slow down time everywhere she can see, which might explain the clock like patterns in her eyes.

Considering the fact that the whole balance of this universe seems to be based on the fact that people can only inherit quirks, what would happen if you introduced flames that could spread to anyone with only a little bit of training? What if villains used that knowledge to gain an overbearing advantages on heroes? Those questions kept me up at night and I didn't know what to do about them.

I guess I forgot to talk about heroes and villains. In my research frenzy, they did come up quite often, but it was never what I was searching for. To grossly summarise, people had started to use their quirks for malevolent purposes like stealing a bank... or an apple pie! Do you imagine how terrible one must be to steal an apple pie? Or even fish and chips… I don't want to think about such horrible people.

Thank goodness though, some people were decent enough to use their quirks for the good of the society and to stop the heartless villains who stole apple pies. Having thought about it, I felt it would be ideal for me to become a hero. Whatever my quirk may be, the general said it was technically possible to get out of there by using it. Being a hero would enable me to learn more and more about my quirk until I could actually get out.

It wasn't going to be easy though. I was aiming for the top of the top. UA academy, the school that trained All Might the number one hero. The reason was that it was famed as the best hero school to exist, with the best professional heroes as teachers. If anyone could help me discover the secret of my powers, it would be them.

But right now, I was before the doors of the nursery school. I would learn what my quirk was here and hopefully make some good friends. My parents almost didn't let me go - they were very protective with me - but eventually I was left to roam in the playground. I saw kids with all kinds of appearances – quirks certainly were a part of this.

When we entered the classroom, I was introduced to all of the other classmates, and two of them stood out. One was Izuku Midoriya, he had green hair, eyes and even green clothes. Was green his lucky colour or something? One of my friends from Earth had green as his favourite colour too, and he is very scary with illusions. Gulp.

He seemed very timid, perhaps too much for his good, but I came to like him eventually. Being right next to him certainly helped, and the fact he helped me all the time when I struggled with writing or finding the right words really cemented our relationship. I also helped him when he had problems with maths because, let's be honest, I'm a geek and I might have liked all those equations I had to solve for "research".

The other was Katsuki Bakugou. At first I didn't think a lot about him, except perhaps the fact he was a bit arrogant. However, when he developed his quirk, his attitude got ten times worse and he even started to bully Izuku when we learned he was quirkless. He started to call Izuku Deku, as in a puppet or someone who can't do anything.

This would not stand. I wouldn't let Izuku be defenceless against him. But what could I do? My quirk hadn't developed yet, and it might not be good enough against Bakugou, who could make explosions out of his hands. How unfair.

But one day, my quirk did come, and it wasn't very well controlled. See, my quirk wasn't similar to any other ability I had used before, or at least I think so. It was time manipulation which is pretty logical considering my parents both had time quirks. However, I didn't quite manage to get my quirk under control and what ended up happening was that I saw all of my classmates do things very slowly and not reacting to me, until I got a headache and everything went back to normal. I think I passed out at that moment because I could only see a black void for a while, and something else... a green larva maybe?

But when I woke up, the vision had disappeared and the teachers did their usual thing when someone developed his quirk and told me how incredible I was. Izuku turned into fanboy-mode and tried to know everything about my quirk, despite me just awakening it.

After giving it some thought, I concluded that I had slowed down time so much that while my classmates were experiencing normal time-flow, I was actually going four or five times as slow through time. Or I guess I flowed through time faster than they did. I'm not certain of how to explain it.

After school, I walked back home with Izuku, as I usually did. We went through the playground and that's when we saw Bakugou and his "friends" bully someone. For whatever reason – heroism, perhaps? - Izuku jumped in to try and stop Bakugou. The result was unfortunately predictable.

"Stop this, Kacchan!" Izuku begged, still using a nickname I found not adapted to their relationship any more.

"What was this, useless Deku?" Bakugou demanded, rage seething through his voice, "You think a quirkless bastard like you can save anyone?"

"I-I might not have quirk like you, and I might be a useless Deku, but I won't let this stand!" Izuku answered, full of courage.

Up until that point, I thought it would be a bad idea intervening in the conflict, considering I had no control over my quirk. However, Izuku's little speech inspired me to stop being a wimp and actually do something with this quirk I was given.

It had been at least 4 years since I had fought against anyone, and I hadn't done any physical training ever since, but as soon as I saw Bakugou attacking in a vulnerable position, my battle senses kicked in and I used my quirk to slow down time around me. This had the effect of accelerating me immensely and of making me basically invulnerable, as nobody would be able to react to someone that slows down time – or at least I thought so.

However, Bakugou wouldn't be the one to infirm this hypothesis, as I gave him a hard kick in the gut that sent him back into his minions. Needless to say, none of them tried to attack afterwards and Izuku turned into fanboy-mode yet again, which took me a couple of seconds to calm him down. Even after me defeating him in one kick, Bakugou apparently thought it would be a smart move trying to have a witty comeback.

"It's not like you're better than me, you stupid nerd!"

"I'm sorry, but I think defeating someone in one move does mean that you are better than them in at least one field." I replied, "Besides, you did it for your own interests while I did it to protect someone, which kind of shows you that one of us had a more better reason to attack."

"You're just proving my point about Deku, you idiot!" Bakugou yelled, "If you had to save him, then it means he is a good for nothing and he should be ignored 'till the rest of his days!"

"You are making two errors here, Bakugou," I started to explain, "Firstly, it's not because someone is worthless that it gives you the right to bully him like that. Secondly, Izuku isn't a good for nothing, since he is the one who inspired me to save him, by trying to help the other guy even though he didn't know him and even though he wasn't sure of winning! In my eyes, you are the good for nothing, attacking someone who is defenceless! Now that I think about it, the nickname you gave him is actually pretty good. It does sound very similar to the expression for "You can do it!". And that's why I'll call him Deku, because he can inspire people to do the right things!"

"Y-Yeah, Wadokei's right!" Deku said, almost not stuttering, "Our Deku isn't an insult any more, it's my reminder to always try and do my best!"

Bakugou kept his mouth shut this time. He didn't have a clever and witty reply 'cause, let's be honest, there is no way he could have answered to that. I, myself, was left without words. Izuku – no, I should be calling him Deku now – had managed not to stutter when he talked, and when he said "our" instead of "my", I was really touched.

After making sure the kid we saved was actually fine – we weren't sure we had made in time, and even then, with Bakugou you are never sure enough – we finally went back home. However, before we split paths, I told Deku something I had wanted to say for a while.

"Deku, an idea has been floating in my brain for a while. You see, since you don't have a quirk and since I can't always be there to protect you from Bakugou – not that I think you are weak or anything like that! - I would like to train you to be stronger. And, you know, it would be nice to back up what we said to him."

"That's great and all, but what would the training consist in?" Izuku asked, "And would I really be ready for it?"

"The question is not about if you are ready to take the training," I explained, "It's to know if you are willing to take it." Heck, if I was able to survive it, then you totally are went unspoken, as I had not told him yet I came from another timeline where I had a horri- very nice teacher, of course.

"If you say so, I guess I wouldn't mind," He answered.

"Perfect. Ask your mom if you can come over tomorrow and we shall start," I said.

This was going to be the best time of my life.

A.N.: Cliffhanger! I've always wanted to this. I guess this is one less thing to do on my "Things I want to do in life" list. I don't know if the whole going into space shtick is gonna work or not. Well, you never know!

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