I told you guys I'd be doing things that would piss off the readers, and look what happened.

Izuku basked at all the others gaping at him, disbelief plastered on their faces. As he walked past them like he owned the place, head held high, he heard the whispers and praise.

"Incredible.

"Holy shit dude."

"He destroyed that Zero Pointer like it was nothing.

"His sense of fashion is wonderful.

Without warning the pink girl from earlier rushed over to him and started gushing over him, bouncing around erratically and just being an absolute ball of adorable pink energy. Looking closer, he noticed that she was covered in a fluid of sorts, and after he saw the concrete melt beneath her, he surmised that it was an acid of sorts

"OH MY GOSH that was amazing. It was just so badass. You were all BAM, ZOOM! You even walked away from that explosion without looking back or flinching like those guys in action movies. It looks like you didn't even try." The pink girl praised as she danced around Izuku, an infectious grin on her face.

Izuku put on the sternest look he could, staring down the pink girl and making her stop and stare back, even making her shake a bit. Leaning forward until he was a few inches from her nervous face. Popping down his sunglasses, green eyes bored into yellow and black.

"I actually try very hard, pretty pinky." Izuku said before he couldn't contain himself and started laughing, missing the fact that she was blushing purple. As he and soon she were laughing, the intercom roared to life.

"Can Izuku Midoriya-Stark please come to the principal's office?"

"Holy shit that was fast. I was honestly expecting that a few weeks later. Alright everyone please have a great day, stay safe, yadda, yadda, yadda." Izuku said to himself, waving to everyone as he walked past them. After a few feet he stopped.

"Does anyone know where the principal's office is?" He asked, a small, embarrassed blush on his face. He was smart, but he didn't know everything.

"I AM HERE! TO TAKE YOU TO THE TEACHER WHO WILL ESCORT YOU TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, AS I AM NEEDED ELSEWHERE!" All Might said, landing in the middle of the students. Immediately, he was swarmed by those able to, the mountain of man practically vanishing in the swarm of teenage hormones. After a few minutes of signing autographs, the blonde behemoth made his way to Izuku, who was sitting lazily on a piece of rubble and watching something on his phone.

"Nonononono, don't do it Wade. Please for the love of God don't bother that guy YOU IDIOT! YOU FUCKING JACKASS!" Izuku screamed quietly, the sounds of gunfire, animalistic roars, something wet and gooey being splattered somewhere and just the screams of absolute agony playing from his phone as Izuku laughed his ass off.

"Oh Wade, you are absolute waste a resources, but you're fucking hilarious and that makes me tolerate you." Izuku wheezed, a tear escaping his eye. Feeling a shadow cover him, Izuku looked up to see All Might standing there, a strained smile on his face.

"Oh good, there you are. Are you ready?" Izuku asked, stuffing his phone in his pocket as he stood up. Before he could even realize it All Might grabbed him and he was whisked to his escort, All Might quickly vanishing almost as soon as he appeared. Struggling to regain his footing, Izuku shakily stumbled as he turned around to stare at where All Might touched down.

"That man is going to be the death of me. This body can only take so much." Izuku murmured before turning around. Unfortunately, his legs decided to give out temporarily from his experience and he crashed face first into a pair of VERY large breasts. Freezing up in shock, Izuku could only close his eyes as he tensed in fear about what happened, and was shocked when he felt a pair of tender hands gently coax him up.

"Oh, someone's especially bold. Usually it's just looking but nobody has actually tried this tactic before. Consider yourself proud." A soft voice said, although her tone of voice indicated that she wasn't upset at all and actually a little happy.

Opening his eyes, he was met with a VERY attractive young woman, not that much older than Mt Lady. She still had nothing on Ochako-chan though. No one did.

Nemuri Kayama AKA Midnight was a tall, curvaceous woman of 5'9, with perfectly round and soft breasts, each one slightly smaller than her head that jiggled at the slightest movement, along with a slightly wider waist, a good pair of hips and a large round ass, although Mt Lady had her beat there. However, as opposed to Mt Lady's, hers was smaller and purely soft, bouncing and clapping slightly with each step, practically begging to be squeezed.

She had sky blue eyes, which tilted downwards in the center; framed by a set of rather long eyelashes. She had abundant spiky dark purple hair which was made up of layers of varying lengths, the longest ones reaching down below her waist. Her chin-length bangs were split into three sections; two swept to the sides and one over her face, going diagonally down to the left between her eyes. She also had a small beauty mark below her left eye, as well as red-painted nails.

Her hero costume was very similar to one of a traditional dominatrix. She wore a breastless, black leather leotard—similar in style to a corset—over a thin, skin-tight white bodysuit, which accentuated her voluptuous figure. The center strip of her leotard was embellished with red gemstone-like accessories in a vertical pattern, extending from her collar to her midriff. She also wore translucent, black, thigh-high garter stockings, which were attached to a burgundy utility belt decorated with gold studs around her hips, a matching pentagonal buckle in its center, and black knee-boots. She had a small red mask outlining her eyes, and a handcuff on each wrist.

"Oh my God, I'm s-so sorry about that miss." Izuku stuttered, panicking over the fact he dived face first into a woman's breasts. As he was having a minor internal meltdown, Nemuri gently took his hand in hers, rubbing her thumb over the back of his in a successful attempt to calm him down.

"It's alright young man, accidents happen. Now come, I was told to escort you to the principal." Nemuri said softly, gently pulling him along. As the duo walked down the halls in awkward silence, Izuku noticed something wrong with the older woman: her shoulders were sagging a bit, she had a small frown on her face amongst other small things.

"Are you alright? You seem upset about something." Izuku asked out of the blue, making Nemuri's head shoot up in alarm before putting on a fake smile.

"It's nothing really, just, I had a date last night. It didn't go so well." She said dejectedly as she hung her head down in disappointment.

"Do you want to talk about it? I can speak from experience that it helps." Izuku asked, placing a hand on her shoulder in genuine concern.

"I thought I had a pretty good date last night. Used an online dating site, nobody knew who I was, he seemed like a nice guy and we hit it off online, but when we went on our actual first date all he did was stare at my body. I'll admit I don't make it easy, but he acted like I didn't exist above these." She confessed, lifting her large breasts in her hands, her hands practically vanishing in the soft, fleshy orbs before dropping them with a soft slap, Izuku doing his absolute best to not peak her breasts as they jiggled wildly.

"Well, for what it's worth, you shouldn't give up hope of finding a partner. I mean, my uncle had a brief, but very good fling with someone a few years ago, and he's 1500 years old! Although that's due to his species genetics and the fact he is pretty special among them, that's not the point. All I'm saying is that as long as you keep trying, you'll eventually find someone who will want to date YOU. You understand what I'm saying?" Izuku asked, fixing his collar as he saw two officers ahead.

"You know, I think that actually helped a lot. Feels like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. Thank you Midoriya-Stark-san, and good luck, I look forward to you as a student here." Nemuri said softly, sniffling a bit as she held her hands over heart, dropping Izuku at a pair of officers, one large man who had a bush for hair, while the other, slightly shorter man had metal hands.

"I look forward to being a student here as well, Sensei! I'll see you soon!" Izuku said joyously, waving to Nemuri merrily before the two officers started coaxing him away. Once Izuku was out of sight, Nemuri let out an excited squeal, somewhat unbecoming of someone her age.

"Ohmygodohmygod, he's perfect! He's handsome, kind, he's obviously smart, from what I saw he's ripped and best of all, he's not a pervert! Not once did he stare at my body: he kept eye contact the whole time! Thank goodness that Quirks have made romance a little bit more lax. I wonder if he's into older women?" Nemuri thought, a lecherous grin on her face as she chuckled pervertedly, a small trail of blood falling from her nose as she imagined 'certain activities' with Izuku.

Meanwhile

"He's completely quirkless." Recovery Girl stated to Nezu, Present Mic and Power Loader. Everyone in question was gathered for a quick, emergency meeting, with the main topic being Izuku. "HOW?! HE CREATED A SUIT OF ARMOR OUT OF NOTHING! COMPLETE WITH MISSILES, LASERS AND DRONES!" Present Mic was practically losing his mind.

"It's true," Recovery Girl started explaining, "Midoriya has absolutely no quirk factor, that is shown by both the extra toe joint, blood tests, analyzing a strand of hair that Inko-san brought in, amongst a few other tests. The only thing we found were traces of 'something' organic that doesn't match anything on the Periodic Table, and even then, nothing. Whatever that armor was was either next level support tech or it is someone else's Quirk affecting him."

"I NEED him in the Support Course! Whatever that technology is years, maybe even decades ahead of its time and could revolutionize how we can create support gear!"

"Depends on how his interrogation with Naomasa-san goes. If he is innocent, he will be put in 1A, because regardless of how he got all those points, he earned said points. Plus, with that technology, he would be of great assistance to Aizawa-san when he disciplines the more rowdy students. If he is willing to, of course, and he might be willing to share his technology as well."

Without warning, Nezu's cell phone came to life and went straight to speaker phone.

"I'm sure Izuku would be happy to assist his teacher in running the class, although sharing his technology is very unlikely." A British girl's voice said, erupting from the rodent's phone.

"And what might you be, young lady?" Nezu asked cautiously, trying to hide the fact he was scared shitless of his phone being hacked with ease.

"I am Harmony, an artificial intelligence created by Izuku Midoriya-Stark for the primary purpose of making his life easier, the semi-lazy fuck that he is. As of now, I currently have full, completely confidential access to Inko-san and Toshinori-san's apartment building/home, and the entirety of the UA servers. Are you aware that you had 3 potential backdoors in the coding? Emphasis on had." The AI announced proudly, a sense of smugness emanating from Nezu's phone.

"Is there a particular reason he sent you into our servers?" Nezu asked, mildly impressed at the move. Not many had the courage to go after UA, let alone himself.

"He simply wanted to know how many points he has earned in this extremely biased exam, and considering the fact you were talking about him, I felt it was paramount that I intervene on his behalf and attempt to placate your fears. He is 100% on your side, as evident by the fact he is following all the proper protocols, no matter how meaningless they are. Trust me, if he wanted to, there would be little you could do to actually stop him." Harmony reassured and warned them ominously before shutting off Nezu's phone, leaving him and his fellow staff in worry.

Interrogation Room/Principal's Office

Naomasa Tsukauchi was a tall man with short, black hair and somewhat rectangular black eyes, and was garbed in his police uniform, which consisted of a tan overcoat and matching hat, and underneath he was wearing a black suit, a green tie on his neck with matching slacks, and dress shoes.

"Greetings young man. Before we begin, is there any preference on how you're addressed?"

"Izuku is fine."

"Very well then, my name is Tsukauchi Naomasa, and I will be able to tell if you're lying or not." First, what is your name?"

"Izuku Midoriya-Stark."

True

"Do you possess a Quirk?"

"Technically I'm Quirkless."

True

"Where have you been the last 7 plus years?"

"A different dimension/universe where less than 1% of the world's population has superpowers, along with its own heroes and villains, including my adopted dad, Tony Stark, who is also powerless."

True

"Oooookay, we'll come back to that in a moment. Did you steal what I am told is a type of nanotechnology?"

"I did not steal the nanotechnology, I created it. Granted it was refined by my dad and a few other geniuses to a usable state, but the point stands."

True

"How did you create that green energy source that was used to power everything?

"I took a sample of my blood, and eventually isolated the Quirk gene, well, my AI did. After a few days of experimentation, I eventually created a custom Arc Reactor that was keyed to and powered by my DNA, specifically the power of the Quirk. After I got that figured out, I extracted the Quirk gene in its entirety and shoved the whole thing in there. I'm the only one who can still use it of course but for all intents and purposes, I'm Quirkless. Or, to summarize the whole process, I've performed a few self experiments that would violate numerous ethical and humanitarian laws, while the whole process would DEFINITELY go over your heads." Izuku arrogantly stated.

"To put it in simple terms, I simply could not make a power source on par with the Arc Reactor without breaking the law. A standard Arc Reactor could easily power this city for years. To summarize, and without getting to much into detail, this could wipe the city off the planet if it was destroyed. Anyway, it's powered by a combination of a few nuclear materials, new elements and metals. I would more than likely be arrested the instant it's discovered, and knowing how this world treats Quirkless people, where we essentially have little to no rights at times, it is almost certain I would be forced to make more of them, amongst other creations." Izuku said solemnly

"Meanwhile, this world is obsessed with Quirks. Quirks this, Quirks that. Nobody bats an eye when it comes to Quirks. Impressed or horrified maybe, but nobody goes after them like some Spanish Inquisition. So I figured, I can make this Quirk power my suit. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY would question it. They'd think 'this kid has too much power, but he's a genius, he probably found out a way to make it generate energy'. NOBODY would ask any questions."

"And the best part is that nobody can do anything to stop me. I've memorized all relevant laws and protocol, denying me entry or changing the laws against me is grounds for a discrimination lawsuit. I do not 'possess a Quirk' so I cannot be arrested or charged for your ridiculous interpretation of vigilantism. Worse comes to worst, I'll expose a whole bunch of dirty laundry and take many people down with me. Now, is that all you have for me today?"

True

"Oh God this is going to fucking suck." Naomasa moaned in suffering.

Right Outside the Interview

Toshinori sat there pondering what he just heard, a small frown on his face as Inko watched Izuku with rapt attention, a few tears trailing down her cheeks as she listened to her son answer every question. This is what he was doing all those months? Turning his, no, it was Izuku's Quirk now into a sort of super battery for a suit of armor. Granted, it had many capabilities that mimicked numerous Quirks, but it could only do so much. Whatever, what's done was done. He couldn't take the Quirk back and Izuku was in 1A, so all he could do was treat him as another student.

Toshinori sighed in acceptance. Maybe in a few days he'd get over, but the sooner the better. Izuku meant the world to Inko and by extension himself, as he was fond of his successor in the few months he got to know him.

At least 'he' was gone, so if anything, Izuku was safe.

A Few Hours Later

"I think that's all for today, and if you're willing, I would like to meet with you again, in a group setting of course, to discuss the details about this 'alternate Earth' you lived on. Now, I think I just want to drink this interview away." Naomasa muttered before leaving.

"So am I done for today? I have to ask Ochako-chan a few questions about the device I made her and I want to get that done as soon as possible." Izuku asked, looking around for someone.

"Not yet young Izuku. I personally want to ask a few questions." Nezu stated, walking in and hopping in the chair opposite of Izuku.

"Strange question and you probably get asked this a lot, but can I pet you?" Izuku asked straight faced, staring Nezu in his eyes

"Strange question indeed, I haven't been asked that yet believe it or not, and while I'm flattered, I'm going to decline." Nezu replied, although he was smiling in amusement.

"Worth a shot. So, what can I do for you Nezu-san? And to clarify, Harmony told me she introduced herself while she told me your name." Izuku said, sitting up straight in respect for the rodent, tapping his ear to show how he found out.

"What are you trying to accomplish, Stark-san, if I may call you that? I'm sure you're aware of this, but what you're doing is going to attract the wrong kind of attention. As much as I want Quirkless humans to become heroes, the fact we've only very recently allowed them to try shows how much others don't want that to happen. After all, I only run the school, I don't control the policies the country sets for it." Nezu said, sighing in disappointment at his limitations. While it's true he and the staff have mostly free reign, there were some things out of his paws.

"Oooh, I knew I liked you for a reason. I'll be 100% real with you, you adorable chimera, I'm doing this out of a mixture of spite and a sense of higher calling. I've been a hero for a few years back in the other dimension, and that I feel heroism was something I was born to do. Ever since I saw that one video of All Might saving people, I felt something spark within me, and that has never gone away. Once I was 'diagnosed' as Quirkless, life became hell. Do you know what it's like to be treated as less than human for something out of your control? Do you wanna know how bad it was here for the three years since I was 'diagnosed?' I was happy for about five seconds in the morning when I first woke up. Before I remembered where I was in society and what my life was: absolute fucking Hell. It is something I would NEVER wish upon my worst enemy." Izuku angrily said, slamming his hands on the table loudly.

"When that 'villain' sent me to that other world, I thanked every god I could think of for getting me out of this hellish world. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom so fucking much, but I just couldn't deal with living here. When my dad adopted me, I quickly dived into and became part of a world where I could do something and be a hero. I could prove those who looked down on me wrong, even though they wouldn't know it. Going beyond that, I'm fighting for the little guy in spirit, those with 'weak' or 'undesirable' Quirks, and ESPECIALLY those with 'villainous' Quirks. There's a girl I took in a few months ago, and she's probably the nicest 'villain' I've met, but your world, YOUR WORLD, would rather damn her and ostracize her. They'd rather label her a villain and be done with it, eventually drive her into villainy and prove them right than give her a chance." Izuku whispered darkly, his voice cracking a bit as small tears pooled in his eyes.

"What I want to do is I want to prove to this world that ANYONE can be a hero. You can have a villainous, weak, or even no Quirk: you can be a Hero. As for how I want to do that, I had an idea that I would like to implement for the Sports Festival, with your permission and cooperation. Besides that, I can safely assume I'm in?" Izuku asked, eyebrow raised in anticipation.

"You are indeed in the Hero Course, Class 1A to be exact. Mr. Stark, considering how you peaked my interest with that intellect of yours, along with the fact you were the top scorer, I'd be willing to listen to your ideas for the Sports Festival." Nezu said.

"Well in that case, might I make a few suggestions for the Hero Courses as well?" Izuku offered, interlocking his fingers together in front of him as he leaned forward.

Soon enough, both Nezu and Izuku started cackling, sending a chill down everyone in Japan's spine.

A Few Hours Later

In a long abandoned apartment complex, two individuals moved down halls, whatever light that was there was blocked by their bodies in search of their mysterious target. The smaller of the duo methodically walked down the halls, ignoring the garbage littering the floor.

? voiced by Diedrich Baker

"I know you're here, Dracula, you big fucking nerd. Where's my goddamn money." The smaller individual said out loud, kicking down another door in frustration.

? voiced by Patton Oswalt

"You're ALWAYS going on about how Dracula owes you money. The better question is why he owes you money in the first place, and going further, how much does he owe you?" His larger companion asked, ignoring the fact his body was grinding against the walls and ceiling.

"We, and a few other guys were drunk off our asses and he called me out on my patron not existing, on the account nobody but me has seen him. Considering I don't ask much of the boss outside the normal stuff, he popped right in and I won the bet. Now here I am, 6 months later, dozens of corpses left behind over $20." He said plainly, grabbing a crescent shaped blade and throwing it to his left, cutting off the top half of the head of some drooling guy in a leather suit, staining the walls in blood and gray matter.

"Are you really gonna keep killing people over $20?" His ally asked in exasperation, firing a purple laser from his forehead at another person who was charging them, club in hand, turning him to ash.

"Are you really asking this from the guy who just a few years ago, killed over a hundred people over $19?" The smaller guy deadpanned.

"That was you? Some of my employees were killed because of that!" The larger one yelled, throwing his arms up in outrage.

Coming Soon

"What in the Lord's name is this?" Ibara asked, doing everything she could to not moan in pleasure.

"It is The Broodwich." A scratchy voice from the sandwich said.

"The what?" She asked, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"The Broodwich. Forged in darkness from wheat harvested in Hell's half-acre. Baked by Beezlebub. Slathered with mayonnaise beaten from the evil eggs of dark chickens, forced into a sauce by the hands of a one-eyed madman. Cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow. Layered with 666 separate meats from an animal which has maggots for blood." It spoke to Ibara's increasing surprise, horror and silence.

"I tasted mustard." She finally said, somehow finding her voice after hearing the most sinful food she's ever heard of.

"Yeah, dijon mustard." It replied.

"Well, how come no bacon?" She pressed, genuinely curious.

"Bacon is extra." It snapped back.

"You call this a sandwich and you don't have bacon on it?!" She said loudly in disbelief, throwing a nasty glare at the food.

"There are no swine evil enough to sacrifice upon a bed of evil!" It shouted back, drawing the attention of a few surrounding students, silencing her.

"And lettuce." It followed up with.

AN: Alright, that's that. Izuku has unknowingly become attractive to more girls, he's passed off/worried/scared numerous individuals, yadda, yadda, yadda. Hope you guys had a great holiday, have a great new year, see you next time.