"Looks like the patient is waking up, Doctor," a brunette woman said.
"Ah, thank you, Nurse Daisy," the short, pudgy-looking doctor replied."
Black stared at his surroundings. He was asleep in a hospital? For mortals? Rage fueled his mind but he couldn't help but notice how different his power felt. Nevertheless, mortal life was mortal life, regardless of where he was.
Everything in the room flew with great force, knocking the middle-aged doctor off the floor. Before he could get back onto his feet, Black pinned him on a wall and interrogated him.
"ANSWER ME WELL NOW, MORTAL," Black yelled. "WHERE AM I?"
"Y-you are i-in uh, Central Hospital, sir," the poor doctor yelped. The patient was in quite a bad state when he was found so perhaps this was just normal.
Black did not like this answer and punched the doctor. It was a hard punch, clearly, but not to the effect he had hoped.
"AND WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BODY," Black further pressed.
"W-well, we found your body in a forest in terrible shape," the doctor answered. "We restored your body to, uh, a better state of health."
Black threw the doctor to the bed, getting his usual robes that were left nearby.
"Hmph, as a reward, I'll spare you for now, mortal," Black decreed. "Just know that I allow you to run."
With superhuman speed, Black changed from his scrubs to his usual robes. A shame that mortals had to touch my divine clothes and body. But there is clearly something off about me so I suppose I'll treat this as a sign of them knowing to bow before those superior to them.
Putting on his signature time ring and Potara, Black stormed out of the hospital with impeccable speed and onto the streets. Passersby were in awe of this man who could seemingly go on par with their greatest hero, even more so when Black started flying away.
What's going on? Black wondered, confused at the sudden limits his body had. Why is everything about me so weak all of the sudden?
Although his power was comparatively impressive compared to the planet's inhabitants, it was a far cry from his usual might. By sensing energy around him, he could deduce that everyone was clearly significantly weaker than he, Goku, and Vegeta are. While it was still slightly more than the humans in his universe, the energy around him was practically negligible, so he wasn't too concerned that someone could even make a dent on him.
The Saiyan landed on the side of a road with a sign next to it saying "Musutafu." Although he would have loved to destroy the town on spot, his intuition on his sudden power limits told him otherwise.
Walking around the town, Black felt increasingly repulsed at the mortal infrastructure. There was an odd glorification of people in weird costumes, such as a muscular blonde man in red, white, and blue, a girl with rabbit ears, and an angry-looking fire person. As if the Earth in his universe wasn't ugly enough, somehow this universe's Earth completely upped the ante. There were humans with cacti for heads, some with long necks, others with asymmetrical body parts, and much more. This would be a good enough reason for the Gods of Destruction to destroy a world.
Black walked into a cozy little tea shop. If there was anything that the damned Son Goku did that was good, it was to introduce him and Gowasu to some green tea.
"Hi, welcome to Musutafu Tea Shop," a furry rabbit-looking woman greeted. "How can we help you today?"
Black grunted and didn't even look, leaving her hanging awkwardly for a short moment. He grabbed a jar of tea leaves and inspected them.
"Oh dear, what happened to the Gold Tips Imperial," a tall girl with long, spiky hair asked.
"Terribly sorry miss, but it seems like our shipment has gone missing," a similar furry rabbit-looking clerk replied. "I've been waiting for a while for our suppliers to reply but it's been silent for so long!"
"Don't worry, I'll be patient," the girl replied.
I guess that'll be some tea to get my hands on some time.
Finding a jar of green tea leaves, Black went up to the counter.
"That'll be 4600 yen, sir," the clerk said.
"No."
"Excuse me?" the clerk replied.
Black came back to his senses. Even though he was still much stronger than everyone else, he can't play as recklessly as he did before. Destroying a planet as he was now would actually be difficult. He reasoned that was going to outlive these mortals anyway so he'll bite his tongue and play safe and slow for now.
"Ah, I'm sorry," Black apologized, holding back murderous thoughts, still keeping his serious expression. "Force of habit. But sorry, I'm new here. I haven't got a clue as to the money around these parts."
"Don't worry, sir," the clerk reassured. "The currency we use is the yen, however, you would have to forfeit the tea if you don't have the money to buy it."
Black grimaced at the clerk, who had a neutral expression but clearly felt fear.
"Fine. Have another day being alive," Black said, leaving the shop.
"Uhhhh, ok?" the clerk responded in confusion.
Black stepped out of the shop and walked a few feet past the door and squatted below its windows. Why not just kill all of these mortals right here and now? Do I REALLY need my original strength to even do that?
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," screamed a familiar girl's voice.
Curious, Black rushed over to the scream's direction. He saw that same girl from before with what seemed to be gang members.
"Get off of me!" the girl squealed in dismay.
"Ohhhh, you're a frisky one, aren't you," a large, round, gray looking guy remarked with hunger.
"Hear that the Yaoyorozus are quite wealthy so why don't you give us some of that dough," another thug chimed in.
This "Yaoyorozu" girl closed her eyes with tears running through them. She was going to be assaulted!
Black saw this happen and felt furious yet joyful. Finally, a real justification to kill a few mortals! But also, such actions would have no place in the utopia he wanted. Cleansing had to happen.
As the large thug touched the Yaoyorozu girl's hair, a huge gust of wind hit him and his partner to the side of their heads, knocking them several meters away. The divine Saiyan-imposter glared at them, inflicting fear immediately.
"W-who the heck are you?" one of the thugs asked. There is no way that this is All Might himself, right?
"I am here to cleanse this world," Black replied. "Your antics have no value for the paradise that I envision."
Firing off two energy blasts, a massive explosion was formed, severely injuring the two.
"God, why couldn't it have been All Might?" the larger thug whimpered.
The hell? Those two should be in Otherworld by now, Black thought, concerned for his seemingly waning strength.
A crowd of bystanders suddenly appeared, wanting to get in on the commotion.
"Is everything alright, miss?" a skinny, gray-haired man asked the girl.
"Yes, it's alright, that man saved me," Yaoyorozu replied, although a bit more shaken from the raw power she just witnessed.
The Saiyan felt the eyes of many staring at him.
Soon, dozens of police cars were arriving on scene, asking the general public to calm down.
"Damn, we've lost the Looney and Clooney thieves!" the cat-looking officer said with dismay, holding a paper with their information. The thieves looked exactly like the ones lying before Black.
"Excuse me sirs," Yaoyorozu said to them. "But those villains are actually right there, thanks to this gentleman."
The officers looked at Goku Black, thinking nothing of him besides his villainous scowl. Out of context, it would seem like he was a villain harassing two civilians.
"Well, uh, sir, we would like to thank you for your service," the cat-looking officer said, bowing. "We would usually take unauthorized quirk use in for questioning but it seems like the reasoning was legitimate enough. Have a good day!"
The officers left the scene with Looney and Clooney in handcuffs. The Saiyan couldn't help but feel that was a half-assed thank you, but it's barely much in the grand scheme of things.
There was more murmuring amongst the crowd until Black made an even angrier scowl, scaring the crowd away.
"Give me one moment, sir," Yaoyorozu said to the man she was with. The man agreed.
"Thank you so much for your help there!" Yaoyorozu said, bowing. "Please let me know anything you need, as I owe you greatly!"
"Uhhhhh," Black wasn't exactly sure how to respond to this request. If he couldn't use the brute force approach, he would have to use diplomacy. Remembering how to pull off his old Supreme Kai in Training mannerisms, Black decided on a response. "Something nice to put tea in would be great I guess."
"Oh, let me whip one out right now," Yaoyorozu responded.
Black stared confused but was a bit surprised to see that an actual tea set came out of her body to (in mortal standards) pristine condition.
"Wait, how are you doing that," Black inquired. Creation like that is a power the Kais have. Could I have underestimated mortals here?
"Oh, it's nothing really," the girl replied. "It's just what my quirk allows me to do!"
Quirk. Didn't that officer say something about that word too?
"What's a quirk?" Black asked.
The girl looked in shock. A man such as him had no idea what a quirk was?
"Well, in lay man's terms, a superpower," the girl explained. "A unique, superhuman ability that most people possess. Mine happens to let me create non living matter."
Hmm, that might be useful for me down the line, Black thought. It may be shameful but perhaps my immortal counterpart had the right idea with mortal assistance.
"Alright, that's nice to know," Black said.
"Oh, perhaps you think of the old term 'meta ability' instead," the girl said in the midst of her rigorous explanation of quirks.
"Ah yes, that's exactly why," Black lied and chuckled slightly. He had to distract from the fact he was an omnicidal deity plotting for everyone's death.
"Thought that would be the case," the girl said. "Oh, what's your name?"
"I'm Goku," the Saiyan responded. He felt memories of a particular blue half-saiyan who would shudder at those words.
"Great, I'm Momo Yaoyorozu, it's a pleasure to meet you," she replied. "You're extremely powerful! And yet, you're not a hero?"
"A hero?" Black asked. So humans have those as a profession here?
"Oh, like All Might, Endeavor, and Hawks?" the girl asked, becoming increasingly more surprised at the man's lack of common knowledge.
Those do seem like names people around here like talking about. Perhaps that's why these strange costumed people are idolized? "Oh, right, how could I forget," Black lied once more. Seems like I'll have to do quite a lot of research if I want to enact Project Zero Mortals once more.
"Well, in any case, thank you once again for the help!" the girl said, leaving to her attendant.
The saiyan looked, holding his new tea set. That was a bizarre turn of events, but I suppose I could enjoy some tea.
Black walked back to where he was, seeing the clerk from earlier sweeping the doorfront.
"Oh, you must be that gentleman from before!" the clerk said happily. "The whole town knows about what you did!"
"Did they, now?" Black asked. What was going on here?
"That Looney and Clooney duo were truly some of the absolute worst we have ever seen in our town," the clerk replied. "Business has been terrible because of them but now we can make a recovery! Thank you for your service!"
"Alright then," Black replied, not knowing how to continue the conversation.
"Oh, by the way, that's a nice tea set!" the clerk said. "I'll give you some of that tea from earlier and it's on the house!"
"Thank you for your generosity, old scum," Black spat.
"Pardon?"
"Thank you for your generosity, old chum," Black retorted in an attempt to hide his hate.
"No worries, hope to see you again!" the clerk said.
Getting his tea put the deity in a more tolerable mood, letting him remember not to kill the mortals on sight this time around. Gazing to the skies, Black found his new focus. I will clean this cosmos as I have with others. As soon as I figure out the ins and outs of this universe, nothing will stand in my way for perfect paradise.
Author's note: Here's chapter 2! I'll probably keep writing regardless of view count, so these'll be notes if you're the 1 or 2 people who like this journey. Now, it would obviously be easy to be like "Black oneshots the MHA verse" which is true, but very boring. I wanted to add actual character development (the Future Trunks Arc has so much cool stuff but in a storytelling perspective, could've been done soo much better besides some flashy fights) so it'll pretty much be a story with Goku Black realizing he can't just blast through everything. I got a somewhat Omniman-like approach to him in mind but it's subject to change. The powerscaling will be made more clear in the next chapter so this isn't a case of MHA characters suddenly having universal levels of durability or some other crazy thing like that.
Also, ik the MHA fanbase is mental with ships so I'll just get this out of the way. I may not have the whole story planned out yet but I don't plan on adding romance or smut into this, so no BakuDeku/TodoDeku/Goku Black x Momo stuff here. It'll still follow the MHA canon pretty closely so there's still the Uraraka liking Deku stuff although I'm not sure that'll be touched heavily in this story.