Hope you guys enjoy this one! As promised, it is partially a Fate Grand Order crossover

Also, I have absolutely zero idea what to call this thing, and it IS a story that I have completely planned. This one WILL become a full, "short" fic. If any of you have any ideas for names, I'm all ears. Pretty much anything will be better than 'Mentor Hopping Izuku' LOL

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MHA/FGO Cross

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It was strange how getting what you wanted for so long could feel so… lackluster.

Midoriya Izuku stared up at the pristine glass 'H'-shaped façade he'd once dreamed of. It really felt like a lifetime ago now that he would get up every morning, bid a hurried hello to his wonderful mother, and then park himself in front of his computer to watch All Might's debut on repeat. A lifetime since he'd dreamed of nothing more than walking into these halls and learning from the best and brightest how to be a Hero.

'Someone's laughing over this. I just know it.' He smirked as he took a step forward, entering U.A. University as a student for the first time. He quickly made his way to 1-A; his assigned classroom, and slid the door open. Immediately, most conversation ceased as they got a load of him. It wasn't a surprising outcome. Whereas most of them were young adults who hadn't even scratched twenty yet, he was visibly older. Where many of them were still on the shorter side – with one of them being outright diminutive – he was tall. Very tall. He stood at a whopping 210cm, just barely shorter than All Might himself. Izuku's green hair was long and messy – with part of it pulled a ponytail – and while he wore the same uniform as the rest of them, it was perhaps a little too tight on his muscular frame.

His introspection was cut off as a man with blue hair wearing square glasses stopped his tirade against the ashen-blonde Izuku had known in his childhood – over the way he was lounging in his chair of all things – and pointed a finger at him in shock, "You!" He exclaimed loudly. The blonde in question – Katsuki Bakugo – threw a strange look at Izuku; half fury and half shame.

"Me." Izuku smirked, getting at least one of the girls in the class to look like she was about to swoon. "You alright there, Stick-kun?"

"S-Stick-kun?" The boy stammered, before placing a hand on his chest, "My name is Tenya Iida, not Stick-kun!"

"Well, seeing as you were so eager to accost me and accused me of being an exam plant, I figured I'd give your stiff ass an appropriate name." Izuku shot back easily, making several of the class who had been present remember how the man had tried to chew Izuku out before the entrance exam. "Can't say it ain't appropriate, if you're giving ol Katsu over there the riot act for his feet on the table."

"I- that is-" Iida began to sputter, and the class erupted into murmurs. The girl with pink skin was staring at him dreamily, and he shot her a roguish smirk as well when his eyes caught her. She nearly squeed, much to his hidden amusement.

Before Iida could say another word, an excited gasp drew his attention, "Hey, you made it too! I'm so glad!" Izuku turned and smiled at the bubbly brunette from the exam. She started swinging her fist at the air excitedly, "You were so COOL! I was sure you were going to make it in, but I wasn't sure what class! You totally demolished that big robot! Thank you so much for saving me again!" Izuku smirked internally, wondering if any of them were going to notice the person in the yellow sleeping bag behind the brunette before he spoke up.

He wasn't disappointed. "If you're here to socialize, then go home!" She froze at the unfamiliar voice and turned mechanically, her face visibly going through an amusing myriad of emotions as her imagination went wild, thinking it was a giant caterpillar.

"You comfy there, sensei?" Izuku broke the silence.

"Quite." The scruffy man that came out of his chrysalis deadpanned as he grabbed his sleeping bag and marched in. "Don't bother taking your seats. You've already wasted enough time as it is. We'll be leaving momentarily." He got behind his desk and glared at them; his eyes sharp but face expressionless. "My name is Shōta Aizawa, and I'll be your homeroom teacher. Nice to meet you, I suppose." The very definition of enthused, this guy was, "I expect you all in your seats and ready next time I walk in. Be more rational. You're not here to fool around, but to learn to be Heroes." Izuku held back his snort very carefully. He was definitely not here to learn how to be a Hero. He was here because he needed a stupid little bit of plastic allowing him to be one legally. "Now, put on your gym uniforms and meet me down at field. You have fifteen minutes." The class didn't move, still frozen at the unusual introduction. "Well?" he snapped, and the class jumped into action.

"Midoriya, step up." Aizawa called him, and Izuku casually strolled forward, "You had the most points by far on the entrance exam. What was your time on the fifty-meter-dash?"

Izuku raised an eyebrow, "Dunno. Haven't exactly run one recently."

You would think he was snarking, but he wasn't and Aizawa should have known it. Katsuki looked sullen for multiple reasons. Staring at his old friend brought nothing but unpleasant emotions to the normally bombastic boy. He'd been nothing but a total asshole to the shy, cheerful boy who had followed him around like a lost puppy. He'd even blown him up with a couple firecracker-sized blasts of his Quirk. Izuku had been a joke. A Quirkless nobody who had done nothing but annoy others with his stupid dream. You couldn't be a Hero without a Quirk. Everyone knew that. But Izuku always insisted the doctor said it wasn't impossible for him to develop one; something about a joint on his toe or whatever. Katsuki didn't care. He just wanted the pebble out of his way. He was the one who was going to make it big, not that loser.

And then Izuku had vanished without a trace. He'd just been gone. Auntie Inko had been forced to move in with them so the old hag could take care of her. She'd quite nearly passed from sheer depression, and like hell was the hag going to allow that. They'd scoured everything they could, put up missing posters, consulted the school and police alike, and eventually had found a simple video. Izuku had looked depressed and angry at himself on some street cam. He'd slapped a wall and clearly regretted it immediately, crying what must have been tears of frustration as he'd sat down. And then he had glowed a bright green and vanished without a trace. He'd been seven.

Eleven years had passed since that day, and all of a sudden, in the same bright flash of green he'd left in… Izuku had reappeared. Reappeared and shown up right at Katsuki's house, wanting to see his mother. Known exactly where she was somehow, and had gone right for her. The reunion had been tearful, though apparently grown-up Izuku wasn't much of a crybaby. Katsuki… he hadn't known what to feel. Izuku had thanked the hag for taking care of auntie, but had totally ignored Katsuki himself.

They hadn't spoken a word to each other in years, and for once Katsuki clammed up. He wasn't sure what to say. Not when Izuku had aged more years than he'd been gone. Auntie hadn't elaborated to the hag when she returned home from their outing, but despite being gone eleven years from their perspective, he'd been gone twenty from his perspective. And Katsuki didn't know how to react to that information. Didn't know how to deal with the boy he'd bullied so long ago being nine years older than him… and built like a brick wall. …and that wasn't even going into the three women who were constantly with him. He'd even heard auntie squeeing over them being his girlfriends!

Even the rage he felt when Izuku had somehow beaten his score at the entrance exam hadn't ended the silence. In any case, Aizawa had to have been briefed on the fact that Izuku's school records ended at seven. The man in question let out a long-suffering sigh, looking as if he wanted to be anywhere but there, "Very well then. Take your place and get ready. Use your Quirk and complete the race as fast as you can."

"Gotcha." Izuku lazily walked up to the starting point and did not even take his hands out of his pockets. Aizawa's gaze hardened but he said nothing.

That was not the case for several of the students, with one of them even stage-whispering, "How arrogant can this dude be?" The speaker was Mineta Minoru, the shortest amongst them, with balls adorning his head.

"Chill little dude, he's probably just super confident! You heard what sensei said! He came in first during the exams!" Ashido Mina exclaimed cheerily, watching Izuku like a hawk.

"Just you wait!" Uraraka Ochaco cheered as well, "He was amazing during the entrance exam!"

"Enough chitchat!" Aizawa snapped, starting to lose his patience. "When the starting gun goes off, run your race."

"Sure thing sensei." Izuku said almost carelessly.

Aizawa's eyebrow twitched. If this kid didn't excel he was the first one getting expelled.

The robot responsible for the race raised the gun, and the high-speed cameras turned on and prepared to start shooting. Everything was timed perfectly, as befitting U.A. University's standards. The gun shot off its blank.

Almost everyone was knocked back and nearly off their feet as a physical wall of air hit them. As if a bomb had gone off. Little Mineta rolled backwards like a ball, having to rip one of the large grapes on his head off and using it to stick to the dirt. The floor where Izuku had stood cracked and cratered, dust and stones exploding away. "WHAT THE HELL?!"

The rest of the class screamed as things calmed down, jaws dropping as they stared at the outcome. The ground before them was demolished. The entire track was unusable and would need to be repaired. And with his hands still in his pockets, Izuku was whistling a jaunty tune as he paced back to the rest of the class. "How was that, sensei?"

Aizawa stared at the device in his hand in disbelief, before they watched as the monitor attached to the high-speed camera projected video for them to watch, split between the start and finish lines. The ultra-advanced camera hadn't been able to catch his movement, just a blur. He entered the frame of the finish line the same time he left the starting frame. Aizawa's voice had a notable note of disbelief, "You… ran it so fast the counter – which we time to the millisecond – couldn't even tic over." Indeed, he showed his device and it was reading 00:000.

The class erupted in a wall of noise, all the while Katsuki stared at Izuku as if he'd seen a ghost. As if the boy who he had once bullied had slapped him clean across the face with a trout. The rest of them were practically throwing a party. "That. Was. AWESOME!" Mina chanted over and over. "I can't believe we get to use our quirks right off the bat!"

"No way man! How can we compete with that?!" Mineta wailed in anguish, knowing instantly that he had a MAJOR hurdle to overcome in dating the girls in the class.

"The counter couldn't even time him to the millisecond?" The tallest girl in the class seemed to be doing math in her head, "How fast was he going?"

"Hero Course is awesome! This is going to be fun!" Another cheered.

And that snapped Aizawa out of his shock, "Fun you say?" Aizawa was staring at them. His expression hadn't really changed, but there was something about him that made it seem like a bucket of ice had been dropped into their gym uniforms. "You've only got three years here and you're thinking about fun? Alright then. If you're just here to have fun, then I'm going to make a new rule. The person who scores the lowest in these exams will be judged as hopeless and will be on a one-way train back home before the day is over."

The class erupted in noise for an entirely different reason now, with panic starting to take in. Ochaco yelled out, "But it's the first day! That's not fair, sensei! We all worked hard to get here!"

"You think the world is fair, Uraraka?" Aizawa asked her slowly, "If the world was fair, we wouldn't need Heroes. Natural disasters… rampaging Villains… freak accidents… Calamity is always just around the corner, and Heroes are the ones who correct that unfairness."

Guy was a little bit overdramatic for his tastes, but at least he had his head on straight. Izuku grinned as he took it all in, feeling very much like an outsider here. The pressure that Aizawa was plying on the young adults just slipped right off his back. As if the mere idea of failure could even bump his heart rate up. When he'd been young? Sure. He would have been panicking. Had the trials he'd already overcome never come into play? You'd best believe he would have been freaking with the rest of the class. Well, most of them. Hiding an evil grin and deciding to play a bit of a prank, he spoke up, "You're laying it on a bit thick, sensei. It looks like some of them don't believe you're serious."

"Oh?" Aizawa side-eyed him, noting his grin. Was that sheer confidence in himself or thought that his display had firmly put him in 'unexpellable' territory? Well, in any case, time to terrify the rest, "Well if that's the case, shall I let you know that I expelled my entire class last year? They were all hopeless." Now even Yaoyorozu Momo looked shocked and pale, "There's nothing worse than allowing someone to chase a half-baked dream. Every one of them would have been nothing more than a sad note in the obituary. I'll say it again. You're here to be Heroes. Not to fool around." He grinned, looking like a psycho, "So give it your all if you want to earn your place here. And don't think you're exempt either, Midoriya. That showing may have been impressive, but I don't give a damn how fast you are if you think you're going to slack off just because of one decent score. Push your Quirk to the limit, otherwise I'll put you on the bus out of here myself. Demonstration is over. Since Midoriya destroyed the track, let's go inside and start with the Grip Test." With that he phoned Cementoss to come fix the field up.

As the subdued class trekked to their first exam, Izuku couldn't contain the tiny snort that left him. ''Push my Quirk to the limit.'' He chuckled inwardly as he paced with the rest of them, 'Riiiight…'

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"Enough, Kacchan!" Little Izuku yelled, tears building in his eyes, "You're hurting him! You already made him cry! A Hero wouldn't do that!" He trembled like a leaf, despite his valiant attempt at being brave.

BOOM. "So, the Quirkless wonder thinks he can play Hero, huh?" Katsuki had his eyes closed and a cheerful smile on his face as he pounded a fist into an empty palm, his Quirk igniting his sweat into a tiny explosion.

"I'm not Quirkless!" Izuku protested, "I just don't know what my Quirk is yet! The doctor said I surely have one!"

"You're a liar, Deku!" Katsuki sneered at him, "Everyone knows Quirks don't come in after you're four. You're three years too late already!"

BOOM!

Katsuki's little fist smashed into his face and ignited, throwing him to the ground. There wasn't any real heat, but his face became covered in soot. He whimpered as he held his arms up, trying to defend himself.

But the bullies were done already, "Quit trying to be a Hero, nerd. You're useless. Tch. Let's go already."

Izuku wiped his face and turned to the boy he had tried to defend, "Are you o-" His words died in his throat, seeing the boy running away without even looking back at him. Izuku drooped, his head falling. His fists started to tremble, before he sighed out in a tiny bit of despair and started to walk away, 'I want to be a Hero too. Since when do Heroes hurt others like big bullies, Kacchan?!' He didn't know what happened to his friend. He used to be so nice, even if he had misread his name and stuck him with that mean nickname. 'At least I managed to help that boy.' He thought to himself, before stopping, 'Even if he didn't even say thank you…' He slapped his hand on the wall in frustration, instantly rearing back as his hand started to hurt, 'Why couldn't I have a cool Quirk too! I want to be a Hero! I want to help people! Why do I need a flashy Quirk for that?!' He clenched his fist again as he sat against the wall, "Just one person… just one!" He whispered through clenched teeth, "One person who believes in me! I'll prove them all wrong! I'll be the greatest Hero who ever lived!"

A bright flash of green lit up the path. When it died down, Izuku was gone.

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"Hmm?" The pale, admittedly handsome man tilted his head in momentary confusion. He brushed a hand through his pure white hair as he stared down from his tower to the endless gardens of pink flowers below. "My, oh my, something interesting is about to happen, isn't it?" With a sigh, he raised a hand and a beautifully carved staff appeared in his hand in a flash of light. "Now…" He sighed again and began mumbling a series of inhuman-sounding words, annoyed at the necessity of casting one of these spells. He always tripped over his own tongue with long incantations like these. Finally, a circle appeared before him, and not a moment too soon.

In a flash of green light, a young boy who couldn't have been even ten appeared before him. He didn't move. Didn't open his eyes. He didn't even breathe. Or more accurately, he couldn't do any of those things, due to the stasis field the mage had erected for him. He was perfectly frozen in time. "Safe~" The man smiled, "Now, what to do with you, my young friend? You've got yourself into a quite a pickle, haven't you? A mere whiff of the air here in Avalon will lead to your untimely demise. And what a shame that would be."

"Fou!" A little white animal who could have been a cross between many different species with pristine fur and a puffy tail exclaimed, "Fou fou!"

"I'm not certain, Cath Palug." The man answered the little animal, "My, my, what a history this one has." He let out a laugh as he peered into the young boy's past with his Clairvoyance, "To think a world like his exists! No magic anywhere in sight, and yet the entire population has strange abilities! Oh, I think I might like to follow your adventures, young Izuku. Your dreams are so delectable! It would be a shame to let you die here."

"Fou?" Cath Palug tilted its tiny head cutely.

"It appears that his 'Quirk' was a manifestation of his desire to be a Hero." He started to laugh, "I've watched endless would-be Heroes rise and fall, I've seen countless try futilely to run from their destinies, but never have I seen someone desire so strongly to help people that he would throw himself across the multiverse to find a mentor. Ha! If that old bat Zelretch had been paying attention he would have gotten such a kick out of this. Hmmm…" He rubbed his chin, "Oh yes, that certainly gives me an idea." He descended down into the tower, "Now where did I leave that jar?" He muttered to himself as he started casting another spell, projecting his voice across the dimensional barrier directly to his target.

"…Fou…" Cath Palug's ears drooped.

The jar in question was gigantic. Bigger than Izuku in fact. He could have fit comfortably inside of it. Cath Palug sat nearby, watching in confusion. The mage smiled as a kaleidoscopic tunnel burst into life above them, dropping a gray greatsword into his hands. "My thanks, my friend." He eyed the magnificent blade as he sat before the suspended boy, laying it across his lap.

"Hmph." A disembodied voice rang out as the magical portal collapsed and evaporated, "It's not often that you contact me, Merlin. This better be some entertainment you're providing."

"Ahaha! My friend, you wound me! You hardly ever contact me, either." Merlin shot back easily, "In any case, I will need to concentrate for this. I'll make sure to share this event with you later!" He didn't get a response. He hadn't expected one, "Now…come to me…" He held his hands over the sword and began to attack it magically. Balmung was a wonderful blade, but for his purposes he had something else in mind. Lightning began to crackle between the hilt and his palms as the sword resisted his influence.

Finally, he got his prize. The sacred jewel embedded in its hilt. A True Ether Reactor. "Fou, fou!"

"Yes, it is!" Merlin replied to the furry little creature. "Well, won't need this anymore." He casually threw the sheathed Balmung over his shoulder as he stood up.

"Fou!" Cath Palug yipped angrily as he caught the sword by the wrapping and kept it from falling off the tower. He dragged it back to the safety of the tower and sat back on his haunches, "Fou…"

"Carefully now," Merlin muttered to himself, the jewel glowing a brilliant blue as it floated between his hands, shining with a dazzling inner light. He pushed it forward with his palms, chanting under his breath carefully. Last thing he needed was to trip over his own tongue like usual during an incantation. As the jewel approached Izuku, his clothes simply disintegrated off his body. Yet it did him no harm, and when the jewel touched the center of his chest it simply phased into his body. Immediately the veins in his body seemed to illuminate with their own glow, a bright emerald green.

When the glow disappated, Merlin casually used his magic to open the top of the jar and float it underneath Izuku. It was filled with a roiling red liquid. With a cheeky smile, Merlin ended his stasis and float spells, dropping Izuku straight into the jar with a red splash.

"FOU!" The white creature exclaimed angrily, "For, Fou, FOU!" He had nearly fallen off the tower to avoid getting splashed by the red wave, and had to scramble to get back on. Hissing angrily, he climbed up Merlin's clothes onto his shoulder, and then his little paws started hitting Merlin's cheek repeatedly.

"Ow! Ow! Cut it out, Cath Palug! A little blood never hurt anyone!" A falser statement had never been uttered in the history of mankind.

"AHH!" Izuku burst from the top of the jar, gasping for breath. His skin and hair were stained crimson from his bloody bath. He licked his lips and reflexively swallowed, before turning a bit green at the taste. "Who ar- what is th- where am- why?!" He stammered an endless stream of questions.

"My, my, deep breaths Midoriya-kun. Deep breaths!" Merlin smiled cheerily at him. Izuku visibly took a couple, and Merlin's smile widened, "Ah, excellent! It did work after all!"

"I-It did?" Izuku asked, futilely trying to wipe off the blood… with his bloody arm, "What? Who? When? WHY?!"

"Well, those are the million-yen questions, aren't they?" Merlin replied, before his smile dropped as he watched Izuku try to lift himself out of the pot, "Do stay in there a while longer. I'd hate to have this effort go to waste. In any case, my young friend, my name is Merlin."

He would have gone on, but Izuku immediately interrupted, "Merlin?! You mean the super mage who made King Arthur who he became in the legends I read?" He asked excitedly.

"Ohoho, I'm blushing. You're praising me too much. Please do so more." Merlin laughed delightedly.

"Fou!" The little critter punched him again.

"Ow! Stop it, Cath Palug! You're making me look bad!" Izuku sweatdropped as the two started glaring at each other. Merlin shook his head, "Yes, I am Merlin. The greatest Kingmaker in the world, its said." He smiled, "And what I did was to save your life."

Izuku stopped cold despite the heat of the blood his still bathed in, "S-saved my life?"

"That's right." Merlin confirmed, "Congratulations on being the first person of your universe to ever leave it, by the way."

"…what?" Izuku squeaked out, eyes wide with his pupils shrunken to pinpricks.

"That's right, I'm afraid. You're no longer in Musutafu, Dorothy." Merlin laughed at the look on his face, "Your world was fascinating to me, once it came into my sight from your presence. Such fascinating powers, your Quirks." He smiled as Izuku visibly drooped at the word, "And while your Quirk isn't the flashiest, it certainly has the most potential out of any power that world has ever seen."

"M-my Quirk?" Izuku stammered, "My Quirk?! It manifested?! What is it?!" He asked excitedly.

"Why, nothing less than the ability to transport you to the greatest possible teachers to make your dream a reality, young one!" Merlin smiled, "Never have I seen such a desire to do good from a little human like you. Your wish brought you here to me." He tapped his staff onto the ground, and the splashed blood vanished, "Of course, with every boon comes risk. The very air here in Avalon is enough to kill a human with even a single breath. Someone like you who comes from a world with no magic would have died instantly. To save your life, I had to provide you with a way to generate your own True Ether or at least enough magical power to survive. The dragon's blood you're bathing in was one method, but I was unsure it would be enough."

"DRAGON BLOOD?!" Izuku shrieked in shocked horror and no small amount of disgust.

"Fou!" Cath Palug squeaked in pain at the yell, "Fou!"

"Oh, come now." Merlin sighed as he eyed the look of disgust on the child's face, "Not everyone gets to bathe and drink pure dragon blood you know? You should be thanking me. With that one action you would have already become stronger than most of your 'Pro' Heroes."

Izuku gasped, "Really?"

"Oh yes." Merlin confirmed with a nod, "Arthur did the same when she was born. Dragon Blood is one of the most highly magical substances around. That blood there was taken from Vortigern himself. The same dragon Arthur slew." He smiled at Izuku, "But again, I wasn't sure just the blood would be enough. You were even more non-magical than regular humans of the current era, coming from a land where magic never existed. So, I asked a friend to provide to me Balmung, which had a True Ether Generator in its hilt. I extracted that jewel and implanted it into your heart. It amuses me to know a complete and utter neophyte like yourself now possesses more magical power than almost every mage of the current era. Ahahaha!"

"Th-thank you, Merlin." Izuku stammered.

"In any case, please drink at least a mouthful, and then you can come out. You wish to be a Hero, no? Focus on making yourself as strong as possible, if it helps." Merlin commanded, and Izuku scrunched up his nose.

"O-okay." He dipped his hands, marveling at how the liquid boiled around him, before bringing some fresh blood to his lips. He grimaced, before drinking it down. "Huh?" He eyed it curiously, "That… wasn't… bad?"

"No, I imagine it wouldn't be. I also imagine you might find you like your steaks a bit on the rarer side too, nowadays." Merlin smiled, "Well, no use wasting time. You'll see no more benefit from that blood." He clicked his staff onto the ground, and the entire pot and boiling blood within vanished. His feet touched the tiles of the tower and sent a little jolt up his spine from the cool touch on his hot flesh. Another tap and Izuku's bloody body was cleaned, making him 'eep' and cover himself up. A third tap had Izuku in brand new clothes, "Fascinating textiles. Your clothes are much more comfortable than the ones Arthur garbed herself in."

Something clicked, "Her?"

"Oh yes, a fascinating masquerade she had to pull off in our home universe, pretending to be a man. You humans can be such unusual, stupid creatures. A mere 'change' of gender gave her more credibility than any amount of victories would have in her society." Merlin grimaced as he thought of his former student. Izuku couldn't understand it, coming from a world where women were equal and had just as much potential to be strong as men. He thought it was just as stupid as Merlin clearly did. But another thing about the way Merlin spoke caught his attention.

"You… aren't you human too, Merlin?" He asked curiously.

"Half." Merlin smiled at him, "Only half. It is why I struggle so hard to connect with you humans. But enough about me, my little student. It is time to get some rest. Your Quirk brought you here to become a Hero, after all. Tomorrow begins your training." He turned and started walking to the stairs

"Ah! Yes!" Izuku cheered, running after Merlin, before stopping, "Wait, but… but what about mom?"

Merlin sighed, turning around, "I'm afraid she is out of your reach for now, little one. Your Quirk won't bring you back home until you've accomplished your goal."

Izuku clenched his fist again. "…Be careful what you wish for, huh?" He looked at Merlin with determination, "I will see her again, won't I?"

Merlin smiled again, "Do you feel you will?"

"Yes!" It was a promise.

"Then see her you shall. Come now." Merlin made his way down.

"Fou, fou!" Cath Palug cried out as Izuku made to follow.

His eyes widened as he saw Fou sitting by Balmung. "Is this?" Fou put his paw where the jewel had once sat, "So, this is Balmung, huh? This is what kept me alive?"

"Fou!" The tiny animal mewled.

"Thank you, Cath Palug." Izuku said, before snickering, "Bit of a mouthful though, isn't it? How about I call you Fou?" He offered his hand. Fou scampered up his arm and sat on his shoulder, rubbing his cheek on his.

"Fou!" the newly christened Fou licked his cheek, and Izuku tickled under his chin with a smile, before grabbing Balmung. He shouldn't have been, but he was a little surprised by the weight. Grasping it tightly, he got to his feet and made his way downstairs.

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"Guh!" Izuku blocked Merlin's copy of Excalibur with a groan. Despite his vastly improved strength from the year he'd trained under the Incubus as well as the general improvements to his body, he wasn't up to matching brawn with a grown adult. He parried with Balmung, trying to throw his mentor off balance, but Merlin surprised him by stabbing the ground beneath them and stopping their blades flat.

Izuku leapt back, and not a moment too soon. A blast of pink eradicated the earth he had stood upon moments ago. "Good, good! You're learning faster than Arturia did in at least one respect, my young student." Merlin laughed as he held his blade and staff gently, "I can't tell you how many times she fell for that move."

Izuku let out a little snort after regaining his breath, "Little hard to believe. About as hard as learning she was a girl in your home world. You should see some of her depictions in games on my world!"

Despite the fact that Izuku should rightfully have been even more nervous and shy from his new reclusivity – having only a half-human and animal for companionship – he'd actually grown as a person as well. Positive attention was leagues better than what had been heaped on him before. Now, his bruises meant something. They meant he was growing ever stronger and better prepared to help others. Now, the periods of silence were companionable, not judgmental.

Merlin never minced words. Izuku knew when he finally went back home he would have difficulty connecting with people. Izuku knew it too. By the time he got back, years and years would have passed. He doubted he would find it easy to connect with kids his age. And he especially wouldn't be connecting with any of his old… friends.

Nevertheless, Izuku was far more confident than he had been. He was never chided for speaking his mind, and had been encouraged from the get-go. The lack of mean-spirited laughter and taunting worked wonders in building him up.

"Well, that was enough of a break." Merlin smiled at him, which really contrasted with the little yelp Izuku gave when the man sped towards him to continue their duel.

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BOOM

The ten-year-old Izuku groaned as he landed flat on his back, "Okay…. Used to be jealous of Katsuki's Quirk… can't really say I am anymore. My EARS!"

Merlin let out a delighted little chuckle, "Well my young apprentice, I have to say… I've never seen someone blow up a simple Mana Burst so spectacularly before." He tapped his staff on the ground and a pink light engulfed Izuku and rapidly started healing his injuries.

He sat up with another groan, closing his eyes and clenching his teeth as he sat up. "Maybe next time don't tell me to go all out!"

"Better luck next time!" Merlin jabbed forward with his staff, aiming to hit Izuku in the stomach and knock him down. The eleven-year-old had grown leaps and bounds under his tutelage. Balmung was held far more securely in his hands, despite the weight of the blade. Merlin really didn't know what he had been thinking when he had just tried to toss the thing over off of Avalon, and it was a good thing Fou had saved it. It may not be the same weapon it once was with its True Ether Reactor removed and implanted into Izuku, but it was still one of the most finely grafted blades in the land. And Izuku's prodigiously growing skill with it had even proved how sharp it was in a few of their spars, having sliced off a wee bit of his hair. In any case, Merlin had needed to step up his effort a little bit to keep ahead of his young protégé.

His staff thudded into Izuku's stomach… or rather it would have if it didn't phase completely through him. Merlin almost fell forward with a bit of a comical look on her face as he was unbalanced by his student's lack of presence where he should have been.

"Gotcha!" Izuku roared, appearing to his side and engulfed himself in a Mana Burst, looking to pay his mentor back for some of the torment of the past four years. His fist slipped right through Merlin's mug and this time Izuku has the comical look of surprise on his face, 'Oh… I'm going to die.' He plowed straight into the fields with his fist. A massive plume of dirt and flowers flew into the air as Izuku dug a trench with his own face.

Merlin started to laugh heartily as he watched his smoking, dirt-covered student's legs twitch while half buried in the fields."With my own trick?" He managed to get out in between his wheezing, "Come on now, Midoriya-kun, you know better than that!"

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Izuku stared out at the starry sky of Avalon, staring at the constellations. Fou slept peacefully on his shoulder, his cute little exhales tickling Izuku's neck. It was always peaceful up here, though Izuku wouldn't be lying to say he wasn't getting a little…restless. Years had passed since he'd arrived. Years of training under his mentor, playing with little Fou, and…well… blowing himself up quite a bit from his attempts at magic. If Merlin tripped over his own tongue doing long incantations, then Izuku may as well do headers face-first into concrete. Not to say Izuku didn't learn magic. He was quite skilled with some aspects of it. One of which he was putting to use now.

"Glad to see you're doing okay, mom." He whispered so as to not disturb Fou too much. He watched with eyes that saw more than just the night sky. His mom was sitting down for dinner, talking animatedly with auntie Mitsuki. She was fit and though her eyes contained very little fire anymore, she looked leagues better than she had when he had first watched her.

He regretted how his disappearance had nearly broken her. While he hated Bakugo now – spending so much time personally following so many different Heroes with his sight showed him exactly how much of a cesspool his personality was, even if his disappearance had affected the blonde – he still loved auntie Mitsuki and uncle Masaru. The two of them had barely let his mother out of their sights and had helped his mom work through the depression that had onset when he vanished.

The first time he had managed to gaze through space and time like this, his mother's eyes had looked so lifeless that he had turned around and begged for a spell to let him talk to her. His mentor had refused him. The last thing his mother needed was to start hearing her son's disembodied voice and making people think she was crazy. That first year had been hard. Just the sight of pork cutlets had been enough for his mom to burst into tears, and Izuku had promised unholy vengeance on Merlin if his mom killed herself because Izuku was unable to talk to her and tell her he was alright. Merlin had sighed but agreed. If she looked to be in danger, he would allow Izuku to speak with her.

It had never happened. Auntie may not have been an awful person like her son, but she was just as willful and intense when you got her going. And Mitsuki loved her childhood best friend like the sister she never had. When it became clear her depression was weighing her down and preventing her from living, auntie had barreled in the front door, packed Inko up, and moved her over to her own home. Slowly, his mom had healed with her best friend.

Katsuki never said a word about how he had treated her son even as he noticeably wallowed in his own shame. Just one of the many reasons he came to greatly dislike the ash-blonde who had once been his friend.

"I'm doing well, mom. I know you can't hear me, but one day I'm going to give you the biggest hug of your life." He smiled as the breeze ruffled his hair, watching as she laughed from a joke auntie had told, "So stay strong, okay mom? Love you."

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"Midoriya-chan."

Izuku was drawn from his reminiscing by the cute froggy girl, Tsuyu Asui. He smiled at her, "What's up, Tsu-chan?"

She flushed a little, pleased that someone in the class who she practically demanded call her by her given name was actually doing so. When she felt comfortable around someone, she just loved to know they felt comfortable around her too. Far too few of the people in her life ever became people who actually mattered. Only Habuko-chan amongst her former classmates before coming to U.A. ever seemed to warm up to her fully. She knew her attitude was a little strong and that her looks were not… classically considered beautiful, but was she really so off-putting? Luckily, her new classmates didn't seem bothered at all by her, Izuku least of all. She smiled back at him, "I generally say what's on my mind." She stated simply, before following with, "The strength and speed you've displayed so far is incredible."

Indeed, after crushing every test Aizawa had given them, Izuku had later attempted to sit out All Might's battle trials, surprising everyone. Some classmates had jeered at him, trying to get him to admit to being scared. Izuku had rolled his eyes and claimed, 'The rest of you won't learn a damn thing if I'm in your trial.' Many people in the class had started thinking him arrogant. As if they weren't and would never be a threat to him. Mineta had been whisper-screaming complaints to all and sundry until Aizawa had gotten out of his sleeping bag. Their homeroom teacher was also All Might's supervisor for the first month or two since he was a brand-new teacher, and had given Izuku his ultimatum; either participate or get expelled.

Yet unlike much of the rest of the class, threats of expulsion never seemed to phase the green-haired man. He'd just scratched the back of his head beneath his ponytail and let out a suffering sigh, but kept his mouth shut. And by luck of the draw, he'd been partnered with Tōru Hagakure – who would not shut up about how hot she thought he was. Something that Mina shared, leading to the two gossiping incessantly in the locker rooms – against Bakugo and Todoroki. The two unanimously thought to have the most powerful offensive Quirks in the class.

And clearly, there was at least some history there, because Bakugo had been chomping at the bit to face Izuku. Todoroki had been eager to prove his superiority as well, though the rest of them had to infer that from the look on his face when it had been over.

And yet, neither of them had gotten their wish. According to a somewhat unnerved Tōru later, she had excitedly gone up to him, bouncy as always, and asked what the plan was. Izuku had merely headpatted her and told her, "Sorry Tōru-chan. I have a point to prove." She hadn't exactly complained, but the second the first syllable had left All Might's lips, Izuku had sprung into action. He'd broken into the building on his own, jumped throughthree floors to appear between Todoroki and Bakugo, and had kicked the both of them into separate walls before touching the 'bomb' with a hand. Not a single other member of the trial had a chance to do anything beyond Todoroki raising his foot in preparation to freeze the room and Bakugo's arms starting to crackle as he prepared to race out to face Izuku. The rubble from his breakthrough hadn't even had a chance to fall before it was over.

Everyone had just been struck silent in awe. Bakugo had looked broken. All Might hadn't even finished his announcement that the trial was starting before he had to switch gears and declare a Hero victory. Izuku hadn't said a word, beyond apologizing once more to Tōru once he'd gotten back outside. Aizawa had not forced him to participate again.

Mineta hated the green-haired man.

When the alarms had gone off the next day – he'd been voted Class President and immediately passed it off to Momo, explaining he hadn't even voted for himself because he didn't want to do it – he had nonetheless taken command and stopped everyone with nothing but a mere word. Just the sheer aura of danger he exuded during that moment had been enough to stop the panic, both because none of them wanted to set him off and because in that moment, everyone figured that an invading Villain would be the unlucky one.

The entire class was at least a little wary of Midoriya Izuku. Just the thought of him becoming a Villain was enough to make it feel like they were stuck in a freezer. But Tsuyu would overcome that wariness. Izuku clearly wanted to be a Hero and was nothing but kind to her whenever they spoke. She would not allow herself to be afraid of him. She smiled at him again, "Your Quirk is both amazing and kind of terrifying. It seems a lot like All Might's Quirk."

Izuku surprised everyone by bursting into laughter. He started laughing so hard he was almost crying. He was flat out holding his gut and nearly sliding out of his seat. Tsuyu tilted her head, a little bewildered and a bit hurt too, "…Was it something I said?" She tapped a finger to her chin.

Izuku wiped a tear away, "S-sorry." He let out another choked bit of laughter, "It was just really funny, Tsu-chan. My Quirk isn't what you think it is." He looked entirely entertained, "None of you have ever seen me use my Quirk, and you likely never will either."

The atmosphere in the bus seemed to freeze. Bakugo himself looked like he'd seen a ghost

"W-wh-what?" Someone stammered. Izuku thought it was Hanta.

Tsuyu's eyes were wider than usual. "W-what is that supposed to mean?"

"Hmmm…" Izuku seemed to debate with himself, "Well, I suppose it doesn't really matter if I tell you. I never meant to keep it a secret, after all. Though it will cost me my amusement whenever someone thinks my abilities are from my Quirk." He grinned, "Ehh, was bound to get old I suppose. Just don't go telling the other classes, eh? Keep it our little inside joke." The entire class – even Aizawa – was rivetted on him.

"I suppose you all know by now that I went missing when I was seven, yeah?" Izuku started, getting nods from most of the class. Bakugo had told them to look him up once the gossip had started getting on his nerves. The bombastic blonde still hadn't spoken to his old best friend, and auntie Inko hadn't shared any details with him either. His attention was squarely on the man who he still couldn't reconcile with the boy he had bullied. "Well I didn't get kidnapped or anything like that. My Quirk was responsible for my disappearance."

"What did it do?" Momo was the one to ask, her eyes shining with that light that always appeared whenever she was learning something new and fascinating.

"Any of you ever watch that ancient anime Naruto?" He asked, causing some of them to almost fall out of their seats at the seeming non sequitur.

Kyōka scoffed and muttered under her breath, though she was easily heard in the silence of the bus, "Trash ass anime. What a waste of a good first half."

Izuku barked out a peal of laughter again, "Can't argue with ya there, Kyōka-chan." Kyōka flushed, "But anyway, you remember the Summoning Jutsu?" Eyes widened on the bus as some of them started to connect the dots. Before Momo could speak in her excitement, Izuku continued, "Yep, looks like Momo-chan has it. My Quirk reverse-summoned me elsewhere. It brought me to the greatest Heroes and teachers of Heroes… period." He grinned, and it was all teeth, "Through time and space, I've been learning at the sides of the greatest Heroes ever since I was seven. That's why I'm older than all of you. I've been in battles and fought Villains across the ages. Everything you've seen from me has been entirely strength I've wrought for myself. My Quirk is essentially defunct. Even after it evolved, I don't use it anymore. All it does now is allow me to bring the Heroes I sweat and bled with to my side, and neither of the three are leaving any time soon." He paused for a little breath, 'Well, other than Merlin. Even my Quirk can't break that spell on Avalon.' He continued, "It's purpose has been fulfilled.That's what's so funny."

If it wasn't for the sounds of the bus driving, a pin falling would have sounded like a bomb going off. Bakugo spoke to him for the first time, "Who are they?" He asked shakily, his entire world turned upside down, "Is it those three women that are always with you?"

"Aye." Izuku agreed, smirking at his old 'friend,' "Perhaps I should have them come over to U.A. one of these days? Kick you lot into shape." The entire class was right back to being terrified of the affable green-haired man. He laughed at the looks on their faces, "Don't worry, they won't hurt you too bad. In any case, looks like we're here, eh sensei?"

The bus had indeed stopped, and Aizawa looked as unnerved from the revelation as the rest of the class. He tried to not let it show, "Right you lot. Off the bus. Welcome to the USJ."

"Universal Studios Japan?!" Mina and Kaminari screamed in shocked joy.

Izuku burst into laughter again as several students turned to look at them, "Man I love this class. At least it's never boring."

Izuku was only half listening to Thirteen's speech, despite it being a good one from one of his old favorites. He was over a decade past the point where he would be taken in by such a… flowery speech. It had been quite difficult to reconcile his past with the relative naivety Heroes seemed destined to possess in this world. Killing in the defense of others as a Hero wasn't exactly illegal, but it was considered a last resort, and something that often got promising Heroes stigmatized. It was as though parts of society seemed to believe Heroes should be perfectly happy to give their lives in the defense of others, but not be allowed to fight for their own lives.

Villains didn't have that problem. They were basically expected to kill their enemies. The real villains held no compunctions about doing anything they wished to you. Like that Muscular guy who didn't just kill the Water Hose duo, but tore them apart for his own amusement.

Teaching these kids that they didn't have to kill was important, but not acclimatizing them in some manner to the fact that they could very well be put in a dangerous situation that would require them to kill could be bad.

He blinked, feeling the air become charged a second before the lights above them sparked and sputtered. He let a grin cross his lips as a cloud of dense black smoke seemed to appear in the middle of the plaza. 'Speaking of dangerous situations.' He chuckled internally as the rest of the class seemed slow on the uptake. The gaseous mass expanded outwards, before a hand broke through it. And then another. And another, framing a poisonous-looking red eye. As more of his body came through, it became clear the man was covered in severed hands.

And then more and more people started coming through, each one with malice in their gazes. "Get back!" Aizawa roared, slipping his goggles on, "They're Villains!"

He watched as the black smoke condensed, revealing a 'face' with yellow eyes. The one covered in severed hands scratched at his neck. And not light scratches either. That pasty, white haired dude looked like he was actually scratching his own flesh off. "Hey, what gives? I went through all this trouble getting a party together and the boss isn't even here? Where's All Might?" He stopped scratching, "Think if we kill some kids, he'll come?"

Aizawa barked out more orders, "Thirteen, get everyone back to the bu-" Yeah no. Izuku bent his knees with a maniac grin on his face and shot forward. "MIDORIYA?!"

The entire world seemed to slow in Izuku's gaze as he took them all in. Threat assessment; big guy first, then the smoke, then the quote unquote leader. Rest were obvious cannon fodder.

Things sped up, and almost all of the Villains were blown away or bowled over by the blast of wind that whipped at them when he appeared with his foot buried in the giant Villain with the beak and exposed brain's sternum. The black-skinned Villain shot backwards like a rocket, plowing into and through the mountain of the landslide zone. Before the Villain had gotten even a meter away from his foot, Izuku had already turned his attention to the gaseous Villain and caught a gleam of silvery metal as the smoke blew backwards from the shockwave. He sprang forward and flipped over the wave of shadowy smoke sent forward in a panic, before he axe-kicked the metal brace that he'd seen earlier. The impact dented the brace horribly and the Villain crashed to the ground. A deep male voice groaned before the shadows shrank into a humanoid form. It didn't move.

Izuku's Clairvoyance warned him of an impending attack that would disintegrate him if it touched. He quickly held out a hand and in a green glow, the shaft of a great spear appeared in hand. He spun around with his spear already whirling, and his ears caught the noise of flesh being parted. The white-haired man screamed as his four fingers flew through the air and splattered on the grounds, before his new stumps burst into flames. Before he could even register the pain, Izuku's foot crashed into his gut and put hairline fractures into multiple ribs. He fell to the ground and started the writhe in agony, the concrete beneath him turning to dust each time his other hand came in contact with it.

"So." Izuku said conversationally as he stabbed the blazing head of his spear into the ground and leaned on it, "Yer the one who dusted the barrier, eh?" The white-haired man continued to scream and choke as the hand clutching his face fell off, revealing the most chapped lips Izuku had ever seen. "Shit, you ever seen a Chapstick, dude? Man, those are the antithesis of DSLs." The man's dying cries were replaced by a rumbling as Izuku smirked again. He lifted his spear, the blade catching ablaze again when it left its concrete sheathe. Another shockwave blew even Aizawa – who was racing down – back again as the giant Villain's fist impacted it. "You're big." Izuku quipped as he stared at the brain-head's face, his spear's shaft holding firm, "Fought bigger."

"N-Nōmu…" A raspy voice rang out, and the brute immediately disengaged and scooped up his obvious boss, getting him away from Izuku, "Who-who the fuck are you?" The guy started throwing a tantrum, "You blew back Nōmu and stopped his punch! HOW!" He started looking pretty unhinged, "NOMU WAS BIO-ENGINEERED TO KILL ALL MIGHT! HOW DID YOU OVERCOME HIS SHOCK ABSORPTION?!"

"Oh, is that what that was?" Izuku asked carelessly, a savage grin on his face, "Didn't really notice it. You should find a new mad scientist. Yours clearly ain't doing a good job."

"KILL HIM!" The white-haired brat screamed out, and Nōmu charged forward.

Izuku left his spear impaled in the ground, "Been a while since I had a good scrap! Bring it!" He met Nōmu and ducked a wild jab, before unloading with an uppercut straight into the beast's jaw, lifting it off the ground. He grabbed its leg and swung it over his head, before hammering it into the ground and causing an earthquake to rock through the USJ. "Come on ya slab of meat, don't tell me that's all ya got!"

The Nōmu roared as it got up, punching wildly at blazing speeds. Each attempted hit shot out shockwaves reminiscent of All Might's punches, carving furrows into the ground and demolishing the fountain. Izuku dodged them all with his superior agility before he spun and caught Nōmu's arm at the wrist and kicked out. His foot landed square in the beast's knee and a sickening series of cracks and snaps rang out as he pulverized the joint. Its leg was sticking out at an angle it definitely should not have been, and Izuku used its arm to slam it brain-first into the pavement. With a tug and a twist, he dislocated its arm at the shoulder before ramming his knee into the elbow and pulverizing it too.

"Huh, that's some pain tolerance." He said lackadaisically as Nōmu didn't make a sound. He let go and turned, walking to the leader brat, "Now Handjob," he started, speaking in a faux-friendly manner, "Why don't you tell me who you're working with, since you're clearly not smart enough-" he jumped and backflipped over Nōmu, who was fully healed and tearing furrows into the concrete with his fingers to slow himself down, "Well now…"

The leader brat started to laugh, "What, did you think that was it? You broke its knee, elbow, and ripped its shoulder out of socket? Did you think that would be enough?" His red eyes were burning with hatred, "I told you! Nōmu is our bioengineered weapon to kill All Might! Did you think Shock Absorption was its only Quirk? It has Hyper Regeneration too! It'll keep coming and coming until you fuck up and then it'll tear you apart!"

"You would be more intimidating if you weren't screeching like 12-year-old losing at a Call of Duty game." Izuku shot back, "I'd call you noob at this but that would be insult to all the noobs."

"F-FUCK YOU! NO ONE CALLS ME A NOOB!" the brat screeched, "Fucking kill him, Nōmu!"

"Man, I was hoping for a good fight." Izuku whined as he resumed dodging, "But you're just a mindless beast aren't you? That brain just for show?" He punched his two fists together, stopping its punch and breaking its wrist between them, before he kicked it back. He sighed, "Man, what a drag. You're not even alive, are ya? You're just a living puppet following orders. Not even a wince of pain." Nōmu shot forward again, and this time Izuku dodged behind it and wrapped his arms around its waist. "Up ya go, big guy!" He threw himself back as he lifted Nōmu over his shoulders and performed a picture-perfect German Suplex. The ground cracked and cratered again, concrete pieces flying everywhere.

Up on the sidelines, the completely and utterly unworried Mina held up a scorecard with an 11 on it.

But Izuku didn't let go of Nōmu's stomach. He rolled the both of them standing again and then did another Suplex, breaking the ground of the USJ even more. And then he went for another one. This time when he rolled, he pushed himself up with his arms and flew all the way up to the top of the dome. Nōmu was already getting to his feet, when Izuku pushed off the ceiling and rocketed down, "OLÉ!" Both feet impacted squarely on Nōmu's chest and he felt bone and organs alike shattering beneath his heels, driving Nōmu back into the ground and digging a trench with its body. Izuku even stuck the landing, "AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!"

"FUCK YEAH MIDORI!" Mina cheered, her scorecard having the 11 crossed out in favor of a 13.

Izuku laughed as he hopped off Nōmu and started walking to a shaken white-haired brat, "Now, where were we, World's-Worst-Blowjob?" He asked rhetorically, before stopping and turning with a twitching eyebrow. He held his hand out and his spear wrenched itself from the ground and into his hand, "Enough." He said, disappearing in a blur of motion and appearing behind Nōmu, "Heal that." He said dispassionately as Nōmu crumbled, its torso separated from its hips as the rest of the students cringed. Even with the fire engulfing the beast, it still regenerated, though noticeable slower than before, "OH COME ON!" He snarled in frustration, before he stabbed it in the chest and his Magic seared a rune into its flesh. "Burn!"

A firestorm erupted in front of them, its blaze making even the other students cry out from the heat from over a hundred meters away. When it burned out, nothing but an oily dark smear on the ground remained. The rest of the Villains had been playing dead, and upon seeing all three of their leaders down for the count, threw up their hands in surrender.

The leader took one look at it and seemed to die internally, "Man, it's game over. Get us out of here, Kurogiri." Nothing happened, "Oi, didn't you hear me?" he rasped, tears of enraged frustration starting to fall as he scratched at his neck with his one good hand.

Izuku shook his head and walked forward with his spear in hand. He stared at the defeated man, who held such a look of rage and madness in his eyes that Izuku was surprised he wasn't spontaneously dying from the death glare.

"I'll kill you." The man said, madness apparent in his voice, "I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!"

Izuku's eyes widened as his Clairvoyance screamed, seeing the man's Quirk evolve so that it would carry on dust like a virus and disintegrate anything for miles. He flashed into action, his spear cutting through the man's wrist and burning the stump. His one good hand fell useless to the ground, and for good measure Izuku jabbed his spear at it. appeared again in front of the tip of his spear and the hand disintegrated in a small but intense flame.

The man seemed to be beyond pain at this point, lunging forward with the intent of tearing Izuku's throat out with his teeth. Izuku's boot crashed into his face and broke his nose. The man slumped to the ground, unconscious.

"NEVER FEAR, FOR I AM…here?" All Might burst into the building and almost fell on his face as he beheld the surrendering Villains and the unconscious ones.

Izuku twirled his spear and then held it on his shoulders, his arms falling over the shaft and his hands seemingly limp in front of it, "You're late." Izuku smirked at his old favorite Hero.

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Aaaand we're done. This is BY FAR the most overpowered Izuku I've come up with yet, as I'm sure you can tell. And let me tell you, I've come up with some PRETTY FREAKING OVERPOWERED concepts. Now this initial pilot IS missing some bits during the Merlin sections that I was getting stuck on. I elected to just get it posted to see how you guys like it. When I actually post this as an actual chapter, the Merlin section will be expanded.

And as some of you know, this entire story is planned with a concrete end. I don't plan on this being a forever fic while the manga continues.

Who are Izuku's three girlfriends? I've stuffed enough hints in here that you should be able to at least guess if you're familiar with FGO, though it will be difficult for two of them.

Let me know how you guys liked it!