Just a warning, don't read this if you don't want to know something that happens in this chapter. After the revelation, you can read this to give you more of an idea of where this story is going.

This story takes place in the same universe as the other story I have ongoing, Yggdrasil, which follows the story of Thor getting isekai'd. In that story, he was transported into the MHA world, the same world that Kamijou is in right now. But I understand not a lot of you read it, if any, so I'll do recaps and explain things from the start whenever I need to, and whenever he shows up. I have a section in this chapter here that was also directly from the first chapter of the Thor story so yeah. Anyways, the important plot points related to Thor will always be repeated here if needed.

Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter, and let's get to the responses~

Dark-feel: That'd be going too far, wouldn't it?

Masked Guest: I already wrote this, so I'm keeping it. Your suggestion was good, but rewriting this would be painful for me. Sorry if it's bad.

Game2002: Well, quick update here. Can't promise the speed of the updates in the future, but I

will try my best to keep it at once a month.

Guest: I like Bakugou a lot, he's a fun character, but at the start he's kind of a dick. I'm thinking I could maybe accelerate his character development here, so that's why I put him in a fight with Kamijou. Don't worry, I wouldn't do something like that.

Raven Mordrake: Noone was expelled because Aizawa judged them all as having potential. In the anime, Aizawa already singled Midoriya out as someone with no potential, and said that he would expel the last place because he was sure that Midoriya would be the last placed. But in here, he said he would expel someone just because it would act as an incentive for everyone to work as hard as they can. Anyways, I don't especially like nor dislike Mineta, but there's no reason to expel him, so I didn't.

Lovecrazyhedgehog: I don't like the dub, so thanks for telling me that they have the same VA. Interesting to know. And by the way, sub Accelerator is amazing :^)

And to let you all know, no pairings in this story. Just teasing :^)

Nameless: Yeah, I did realise that Kamijou would be pretty advanced in his studies if he already did some of the stuff in high school back in Academy City. The stuff they teach there, even to normal highschools is further and beyond anything in real life. I'm sure U.A. is harder than normal schools as well, so I will just make Kamijou average to high average in terms of Academics in his class.

He will learn new moves, I have already hinted them in the previous chapters, and he'll get them after the sports festival at the interns, just like canon Midoriya. The new delta force will wreak havoc in this class, you can believe that.

Fetish of Bakugou? Probably BDSM LMAO

Sergio644: I will announce it if I abandon this story, but if I haven't, it will come eventually. Just maybe wait a few months lol.

Sagnik Dab: Maaaaybe. His dragon form in NT22R is cool and all, and I have kind of figured out a way to put it in here, but I don't know if it makes sense, so it will take more planning. If it does, it will be at the end of the story. I do read A Certain Infinite Possibility, and have beta'd it a couple times, so I do know that Kamijou has some OP cooking skills. I will probably make him show it off to his new classmates sometimes for their reactions.

As for new abilities, those two you stated have crossed my mind, but I don't know if I'll implement them before the USJ attack. Definitely before the training camp arc though.

First in the class in terms of Academics is a bit too far, I think. Maybe 5-10th place is a good place, as he doesn't even know basic English. His calculation ability should be higher than average though, and his IQ is for sure to be above average.

Done with the reviews, enjoy the chapter!

I don't own tamni and bnha.

Strongest vs Weakest (Not really but it's a good parallel)

Kamijou's mind went blank, not expecting Bakugou to smash through the highest window. His first thought was to run the hell away from there, but Bakugou saw that he was fleeing, and propelled himself towards the door instead of Kamijou to block him off.

To dodge, Kamijou dived out of the way, landing on his butt, about 2 meters away from Bakugou. Not quite far enough that he was out of the range of his explosions, so Kamijou tried to get back on his feet to run away, but Bakugou didn't let him.

Bakugou let out another explosion at point-blank range with his right hand straight into his face, but Kamijou negated it with his right hand with a glass-shattering noise and got back onto his feet.

Bakugou still wouldn't let him go, though, and kept bombarding him with explosions from a couple of meters away which were all dodged, or negated.

'If medium-ranged attacks don't work, then I'll have to get close and personal with him!'

Using his explosions to boost him forward at high speeds, Bakugou threw a right hook with explosive qualities to Kamijou's face, but Kamijou slapped his hand away with Imagine Breaker, negating the explosion and diverting his hand away from his body.

Kamijou, effectively avoiding Bakugou's attack, jumped back to get more space. "Wow, you're actually trying to kill me here, why are you trying to kill me?" Kamijou asked, desperately. There was intent to kill in those attacks, and Kamijou wasn't dumb enough to tank them without knowing that.

"Come back here, you little shit! You haven't even thrown a punch or an attack yet, stop fucking dodging! Are you a fucking pussy, come fight me!" Bakugou screamed at him, yet throwing another punch at Kamijou, who knocked it away again with his right arm.

Luckily, his new reinforcements on his right sleeve was preventing those blows from hurting his right arm and causing no bruises to form.

"Or are you fucking mocking me?!" Bakugou sneered at him again. "You think you can beat me without attacking? Just play out the time limit like that? Don't fucking treat me like an extra, you fucking pebble!" Bakugou roared aggressively, attacking again with somehow even more vigour than what he had before.

Kamijou frantically dodged again and again, but that was only angering Bakugou even more, which made him even more violent. "Pe-pebble? What kind of insult w-was that?" Kamijou asked automatically while stuttering. He was busy concentrating on dodging all of the potentially life-threatening blows.

"A fucking pebble." Bakugou stopped for a moment, his black gloves smoking. "A stepping stone for me to rise to the next level as a hero. That's what you, and everyone else is to me at this school, especially that bastard Deku!"

Kamijou stopped as well. "Deku? Do you mean Midoriya? I seem to recall 'Deku' being a word meaning 'useless'." Kamijou frowned. He remembered Midoriya saying that he and Bakugou used to be childhood friends, and now he was kind of a jerk to everyone?

A sudden realisation came to him, but he dismissed the idea.

Bakugou snorted. "Congratulations, do you want a cookie? All those years, he was quirkless. Being quirkless is essentially the same as being useless, and suddenly he just pops into U.A. in the same fucking class as me, as if he thinks we're on the same playing field, shows his new third rate quirk he kept from me for all this time and thinks he's equal to me? FUCK that."

"He's not useless," Kamijou argued. "You call that being useless? All that analysis, intelligence, and hard work useless? Anyway, weren't you childhood friends?"

"Yeah, if he can't destroy shit on the scale that I do, then that's shit! Quirks are everything in this society, and Deku hasn't had one for 15 years of his whole life. Or maybe he was trying to hide it from me for all those years. Either way, he has pissed the fuck outta me, and I'll fucking crush him because of it! And the keyword in that last question was 'childhood.' I deemed him too useless to be my friend, end of the story."

Quirkless people were useless. Not all people were born equal. Quirks were everything in this society. And treating a friend like that? That was something Kamijou could not accept, and could not let go of. 'Ah. I get it now. Midoriya used to be friends with this jerk, and after their quirks developed and Bakugou's ego inflated, Bakugou started treating him like shit and bullying him.'

Kamijou could relate to those statements discriminating against the quirkless.

Level 0s were useless. They were discriminated against, labelled as cannon fodder, bullied by the higher levels. It was on the scale so extreme that they had made an extremist group dedicated to teaching the higher levels a lesson. Skill Out. Kamijou knew a lot of level 0s, some of them even in this gang.

The people in that city was that desperate to have to resort to violence to rebel against the discrimination that the city and the elite showed them.

But since the quirkless were a minority instead of the majority, like the level 0s, they had no way of fighting back. They didn't have power, and they didn't have the numbers. That must have been a thousand times worse that what Kamijou as a level 0 had felt when being ostracized by the higher levels.

Kamijou had lived through that since his memories were destroyed, and he could feel what it was like for Midoriya. Most people he met were high levels, but they weren't the type to discriminate.

The ones who did were arrogant scumbags drunk on their power, and while Kamijou hadn't had many incidences with those kind of people, he knew people who did, and that frustration and anger they felt when dealing with that led them even to join Skill Out.

He was referring to Hamazura Shiage. Despite being a level 0 and a Skill Out, he had been strong enough to decide to leave it, serve the higher levels, and finally defeat one of the seven level fives in the city, single handedly.

He was living proof that level 0s were not useless, and they were a force to be reckoned with. And now that the level 0 of "Midoriya Izuku" had power, he was for sure going to be one of the strongest heroes.

The mentality of the "weakest" which allowed him to work hard, never give up, and never forget the struggle he had while getting there, combined with the strongest quirk of them all, Midoriya Izuku was stronger than Katsuki Bakugou.

Kamijou thought back to the realisation he had when Bakugou said the name, "Deku."

He remembered that Midoriya mentioned something about Bakugou being his childhood friend.

He remembered when Midoriya said when that childhood friend became a bit of a jerk.

He remembered when he saw Midoriya one day with burns all over his body after school.

The things he remembered from the past were now all starting to fit together, and make sense.

Anger boiled inside him.

"Do you actually think he's useless? I would rather have him, quirkless, as a teammate in a fight rather than you!" Kamijou's tone was getting more heated. "He might not be as directly strong in combat as you, but he's a lot smarter. And intelligence wins fights, not physical strength. If you can't see the overwhelming strength that I see in him, let me shatter that illusion for you!" Kamijou yelled, finally throwing a punch.

He wouldn't reveal the fact that he knew the gist of what happened between Bakugou and Midoriya.

This was because he remembered.

He remembered that Midoriya wanted to settle the score with Bakugou himself, with his own power, when it was the right time. He would give that right to Midoriya.

But that didn't mean that Kamijou couldn't beat him up as part of the training exercise.

"AHHAHAHAHAHA, you can't be serious! A quirkless piece of shit will never be able to beat someone with a quirk!" Bakugou angrily yelled. Intercepting the fist, he intended to blast his arm with explosions, but his quirk was working.

That split second hesitation in Bakugou created an opening for Kamijou, who rained down punches from his left hand to his face, his right hand holding Bakugou to stop him from using his quirk.

Bakugou forcefully let go of his right hand and blasted off away from his reach, but Kamijou did not let him leave so quickly. As Bakugou retreated, Kamijou instantly ran towards him, as if he already knew that Bakugou was going to use his explosions to propel himself backwards out of his reach.

With a cry, Kamijou charged him, throwing his signature right hook, which was going to hit, as Bakugou's palms were facing downwards, leaving him unable to attack Kamijou, also being too late to change his course from backwards to upwards.

Suddenly, a leg appeared, and kicked Kamijou's arm upwards, making him miss that punch. Kamijou winced in pain. That kick was powerful, and his reinforcement on the sleeves was not that strong to avoid being heavy.

Bakugou used his explosions in a way that allowed him to spin his legs upwards into a kick, avoiding that right hook, much like in a somersault. Of course, this also exposed his face with no defences coming up from the bottom, which Kamijou exploited.

As Bakugou's head came upwards through his mid-air somersault, Kamijou's left fist was already heading onto their, which was aimed at Bakugou's face.

It hit, and Bakugou was floored.

"Woah." The spectators witnessed the first real clash between the two, which Kamijou won.

"Now that Kamijou is on the offensive, Bakugou has to take this more seriously." Momo mused. "I knew he was strong, but to use that quirk effectively in combat, you need some serious skill, and Kamijou's fighting sense is the best I've ever seen. Bakugou can't keep up."

The other students listened to her and most of them silently agreed.

As Kamijou ran up to Bakugou to give him another punch, who was getting up, an armoured foot suddenly appeared, and slammed into Kamijou's stomach, knocking him a couple of meters back.

Iida had arrived, kicking open the main entrance to the room with his engine quirk Standing over Bakugou protectively, who was still down on the ground, he lamely laughed heroically, like he was trying to copy All Might's deep laugh. "AHahah, you villain. We are both here now, so we will take you down!"

"Wow, he's really taking this seriously," Kamijou thought, as his anger with Bakugo dissipated into amusement after seeing Iida act in that way. But that quickly changed, as Bakugo got up, and pushed Iida out of the way with his explosions. "Move the fuck out, he's mine!"

"What the-" Iida said, surprised that his own teammate would be the first one to hit him in this exercise.

Bakugou blasted his way into his close attacking range, and threw another right hook.

Kamijou, expecting it now that he knew that Bakugou often started fights with a right hook, just like him. Kamijou tried to grab it with his right arm again, but Bakugou suddenly turned the right hook into a palm downwards, setting off an explosion which propelled him upwards.

He raised his left palm towards Kamijou to set off a blast at point-blank range into his open, vulnerable, back.

But Kamijou was quicker than Bakugou ever expected, and spun around, lashing his right arm around to slap Bakugo's attack away, and then kicking Bakugou with a spinning roundhouse kick.

Bakugou blocked the kick quickly, and tried to attack again, but a flying kick soared past Kamijou's head, singing the tips of his spiky hair.

Iida was back and attacking Kamijou with more aggression. He let loose a sidekick boosted by his engine, which struck Kamijou in the side, bruising some of his ribs inside. Kamijou's costume would not easily break, but the impact was not absorbed that well.

Despite the pain, Kamijou grabbed his leg and locked it under his arm to restrict Iida, but Iida then jumped off from the ground, twisted his body, and then kicked Kamijou's head.

This didn't have the power of his quirk, as Kamijou's right hand was laying on Iida's foot, but it was still effective, considering the hard metal covering his foot.

Kamijou looked upwards, his vision shaky and panicking after seeing Bakugou getting ready to blast theme both to hell with another explosion. He grabbed both legs of Iida and threw him out of the way of another big blast by Bakugou. "If you won't listen to me, I'll blow you both to hell!" he growled.

Iida avoided the explosion thanks to Kamijou, and Kamijou negated most of it, but the heat still burnt some parts of his outfit, most noticeable, the actual hood due to its tendency to flap around, sometimes not being under the protective shield of Imagine Breaker.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" Kamijou yelled at Bakugou. "You just attacked your own teammate!" he incredulously stated

"I just fucking said. You. Are. Mine. To fucking blast into bits, and destroy. Don't interfere; you hear me, stuck up extra?" he yelled towards Iida.

"I-I can't do that, the exercise says that we both have to fight him at the same time, I don't think disobeying the teacher's commands will do us any good-" Iida started.

"Oh, shut the fuck up. Who cares about the exercise, this is a fight. Between him and me, so don't FUCKING interfere. Last warning before I'll turn on you before starting on that bastard."

Iida tried to argue once more. "But then-"

But Kamijou cut him off. "It's fine Iida, listen to what he says." Internally, Kamijou sighed. It was better for Iida to just not get involved with this hot-headed guy.

"But why?" Iida said, startled.

Kamijou sighed once more. This was going to be a pain. "You won't change his mind, no matter what, so better just stay on his good books. Besides, I would like to fight him one on one as well." Kamijou looked towards Bakugou with a glint in his eyes. "Do you still think people like Midoriya, people like me are worthless and useless after you've grappled with me?"

"Huh? People like you? You have a quirk, so you're slightly better than Deku. Either way, you're both worthless stepping stones compared to me."

"I might be completely powerless, but I might as well be. Hell, I would rather get rid of Imagine Breaker if I could choose." Kamijou started. "It gives me horrible luck, and it's a pain to deal with all that. But more importantly, it isn't noticeable unless there's another quirk nearby for me to negate. Put positively, I can defeat any person relying on their quirk. Put negatively, I'm useless against normal people."

"...What are you talking about? You're willing to get rid of power? You're more of an idiot that I thought you were." Bakugou snorted, pitying him.

"So I have felt this connection with powerless people. Let me tell you about a guy I know. He's powerless, but he's one of the people I respect the most. Even though he is powerless, he will do whatever it takes to protect his loved ones, and he's still alive, and so are his loved ones. He had won every single battle, most of them against superpowered people, and all that, with nothing but his wits, and occasionally a gun." Kamijou fondly spoke about Hamazura Shiage.

"And now, Midoriya. He has a quirk, and you're still labelling him as worthless? Even if we take his quirk away from him, he'd still be far from worthless. With a bit of prep time and some resources, with his intelligence, he'd be able to take down you, me, and probably almost everyone on this very planet. That's how much of an asset he is, and since he's not quirkless, that makes him even stronger than before." Kamijou declared. "And that's why he's the top ranking student in the entrance exam!"

A cold feeling washed over the battlefield. "What?"

All Might, listening to this conversation, was enjoying it very much, and being proud of his student before hearing this.

"Oh no, no-no." he slammed his fist on the table and rubbed his face. "What did I tell him, don't leak the results of the exam... and especially not to the second-ranking student with a grudge against the first rank!"

"HAHAHAHHAHAHA, GOOD ONE!" Bakugou seemed to think it was a joke. "That was so funny, I almost forgot to laugh! Don't kid about things like those, it leaves a bad taste in your mouth!"

Kamijou seriously replied. "I'm not joking. Why do you think you haven't gotten the message that you were supposed to get if you were the top ranker?" It seems like Kamijou still didn't get the consequences of what he was saying.

With blinding speed, Kamijou was down on the ground, Bakugou sitting on top of him with his palm on his face, ready for an explosion. "I said, stop fucking talking about that. Do not put me on the same level as him, and definitely don't talk about how he is better than me. Because he's fucking not!"

Bakugou had dismissed the possibility of Midoriya being the best for now, and Kamijou realised it would be wise not to press on about that and let him figure it out on his own.

Kamijou rolled out of the role of being Bakugou's chair and stood up once again. "Fine. I'll fight for him, and show you that quirkless, does not mean powerless, and it certainly does not mean worthless!" Kamijou roared.

"So you're all fired up now, eh? Good, good. Fight me with your full power, so I'll crush you!" Bakugou screamed at him. "Not that I'll need any more than this amount of power to fight against you, you fucking weak shit!"

To everyone's surprise, instead of answering angrily, Kamijou smiled. "Watch out, strongest. The weakest attack of the masses might shake you up a bit!"

Kamijou charged straight into Bakugou, who was pretty far away.

"So you're just charging at me without a plan? Perfect, I'll use my strongest ever attack then. I'll finish you easily!" Bakugou yelled. He put his arm in front of him and pointed his grenade hands towards Kamijou. His hands glowed orange while a mechanical noise rang from inside the gauntlets.

'Wait, don't tell me there's an attack loaded in those gauntlets…' the thought dawned on Kamijou.

Bakugou looked at Kamijou right in the eyes. "Do you know what causes my explosions? It's my sweat. My sweat is nitroglycerin, and I can activate it on my palms to create explosions. I realise it is pretty inefficient for me to be wasting my sweat on a daily basis, so when I'm in hero costume, these gauntlets collect all the sweat that I'm not using, for one huge explosion. My strongest attack, let's see if your strongest defence can do anything against it!"

Kamijou didn't know much science, but he was pretty sure the human palm sweated a lot in a few days.

The other students watching were all shouting at Bakugou, slandering him and screaming at the screen at Bakugou to stop. Of course, they didn't have the microphone to him.

All Might had a bad feeling. He knew Touma could probably handle anything that Bakugou could throw at him, but just in case, he tried to stop Bakugou anyway. "Stop it now, Bakugou! Are you trying to kill him?"

Bakugou pulled the pin. He then turned on his intercom. "Well, it's too late now. He won't die from this, probably," he said nonchalantly. A moment later, a loud sound rang out, contrasting with the relative silence just a moment before.

White light filled the battlefield, and the cameras were blinded.

After the light dissipated, the destruction could be seen. And it was immense.

The whole building was in ruins, an entire side of a wall collapsed. The destruction escaped the indoors, and burned a hole in the ground, leaving trees in flames.

Miraculously, the thermal cameras stayed alive. And it detected three people, all alive thankfully.

But it didn't pick up the events that happened at the moment the attack was fired.

The prospect of the fatal attack didn't faze Kamijou, and without hesitation, rushed forward towards the attack, holding his right hand in front of him.

Imagine Breaker shredded through Bakugou's ultimate attack like it was paper, giving him the space to run towards Bakugou.

Whatever Bakugou was expecting, it wasn't a punch right after unleashing his ultimate move.

A punch rocked his body, smashing into his face, his nose taking the brunt of the force. The punch was nothing special, but it was effective.

Bakugou was a tough person, and so he did not fall to the ground from the attack, instead, bouncing back immediately, returning Kamijou's punch to him by throwing one of his own.

Kamijou tilted his head to the right to avoid Bakugou's explosive punch, which, fueled by his anger, was even more potent than usual.

The recoil of the explosion sent Bakugou's fist back towards a position where he could throw another punch, but Kamijou caught with his right hand, negating the use of his quirk, then barraging Bakugou with more punches of his left hand, leaving Bakugou unable to use his quirk to dodge or do anything about it. He just took it on his face.

Bakugou's mask was now on the verge of falling off, due to the beating received, but the struggling continued. Kamijou could not dare to stop going on the offensive, or he would take the advantage himself, and continued to send a barrage of punches to Bakugou.

Bakugou, stunned, took the hits without defending. He could take that much punishment, but it wouldn't be nearly enough to defeat him. He needed to regain his

Iida, could not stand one more second of this, and rushed in to help his teammate.

Kicking recklessly, Iida aimed for the head, which Kamijou quickly jerked his head back in surprise.

"What incredible reflexes," Kirishima muttered. "I could barely see the kick myself; it was moving that fast!"

"Yeah." Ojiro, a boy with a tail wearing a karate gi agreed. "Is he some kind of martial arts master? His movements are weird."

Kirishima turned to him. "In what way?"

"The way he's fighting... It's like he's both experienced, and not experienced. He moves with such speed and agility, and he can certainly punch and kick correctly, but he sometimes just doesn't make the right decisions, or make an amateur move." Ojiro explained.

"I see." Kirishima pondered this. "Maybe what you see is just all his fighting instinct."

"Maybe, but I think it's a combination of both that, and experience fighting. I don't think he ever had any real lessons with a master or anything." Ojiro revealed his theory.

"Seriously?" Kirishima asked, shocked. "All those fancy moves, he just learned by himself? Wow, he really is one of the most manly people here."

They continued to watch the match.

Iida gritted his teeth and continued to press on the attack. He used his speed to get behind Kamijou, and then tried to sweep his legs from under him by using a boost from his legs to make it faster, but Kamijou anticipated this and rolled out of the way. 'Ahh, I don't really want to fight Iida, but Bakugou's going to recover soon." He glanced at Bakugou, who was slowly getting up. "I'll have to restrain him." Kamijou got out the capture tape, and untaped the end, getting ready to try to restrain Iida with the tape.

Iida was indeed fast, but it wasn't as fast as he could go in an enclosed space like this. Kamijou could see his movements, so capturing him would not be as tricky as bringing down Bakugou, whose resilience was not something to scoff at.

Iida rushed him again, this time striking with a side kick with his right leg, aimed for the lateral collateral ligament. Kamijou jumped backwards to dodge, but soon found himself face to face with Iida in the air.

It was a feint, and Iida used his other leg to boost himself forwards to be on the same level as Kamijou while jumping backwards. Instead of using his leg to attack, Iida punched Kamijou, who had no time to defend, and it landed.

The metal gauntlet hurt, and Kamijou rubbed his already bruising face. Iida took advantage of this and kept pressing. This time, Kamijou knew not to limit Iida to just kicks. Iida had the fighting instinct to feint him like that.

But right at that time, Bakugou was also up and attacking Touma from the back with yet another massive explosion. His gloves were off, and his bare hands were showing. "DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Kamijou twisted his back and swiped Imagine Breaker in a way that negated the massive explosion, in order to protect both himself and Iida, who was attacking Kamijou from the front at that exact moment.

Kamijou, by protecting Iida from Bakugou's attack, suffered damage from Iida's initial attack, an upwards kick which struck Kamijou upper back hard, sending him tumbling towards Bakugou, whose hands were ready yet again.

The veins in his arms bulged, and a huge explosion which was bigger than anything he had thrown at Kamijou before, except the gauntlet explosion rocked the entire building, even affecting Iida, who tripped at fell on his face from the shock.

Bakugou, who felt something touching his hand, let his guard down a little.

The thing he was touching was Kamijou's face, and he had gotten hit with his full power.

Or so he thought.

Bakugou's hand was on Kamijou's shoulder, Kamijou's arms wrapped around Bakugou's in a lock.

Bakugou, yet again, had hit nothing. The only thing on Kamijou's face was some dirt and soot, and the only damage he incurred was the singing of his spiky black hair.

"Don't take me fucking lightly!" Bakugou screamed. His arm was in a position where it could be easily broken. "If you're serious about beating me, do it! Break my arm!"

Kamijou was confused. Break his arm? He would never do something of lasting damage like that. He hadn't learned any martial arts, so it wasn't like he held Bakugou in some special arm-breaking lock, right?

Kamijou Touma did not realise it, but this was his own style of fighting. Kamijou Touma's own "martial arts."

In the thousands of years fighting Othinus, Kamijou had to adapt, and change, developing subconsciously techniques that would allow him to better fight her.

Combined with the vast amount of time spent on fighting, as well as the sheer fighting instinct which Kamijou Touma possessed, through pure time and practice, Kamijou Touma had developed, subconsciously, techniques which he would use to fight. These techniques, through thousands of years of honing, were refined to the very limit. Of course, he didn't remember most things about what happened in the fight with Othinus, but he did remember the general idea.

Just like the martial arts of modern society. Martial Arts were developed throughout the history of mankind, each generation passing techniques, changing techniques, bettering techniques, all to create one final product, something like Karate, Tae Kwon Do, or Jujitsu.

But Kamijou Touma did that all by himself. He developed the techniques most effective and combined them all.

Some of these "techniques" were similar to ones in different disciplines, and by combining them all, the style of Kamijou Touma was born.

The Demon Slaying, God Purifying fist.

That was why Kamijou Touma was busting out high-level moves from multiple martial arts at once, without knowing. That made Bakugou angry.

Bakugou lit up his palm trapped in Kamijou's lock, propelling him backwards away from Kamijou, getting his hand free. Landing on the wall behind him, instead of landing on the ground, he kicked off the wall using his explosions as boosters, even going as far as to break the barriers behind him.

Not learning his lesson that brute force wouldn't get him anywhere, Bakugou tried again, this time with two arms. "DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

And yet again, with another swipe of his arm, Kamijou Touma casually brushed off the attack.

Bakugou gritted his teeth, and tried again, this time on the floor. His hands wouldn't move as it was told to, and stiffened up while he was trying to point them at him.

Kamijou sighed. "Give up. You're pushing yourself too hard."

"No! Not to the likes of you! I will WIN! I am SPECIAL, and I am STRONG, STRONGER than anyone else in this shitty school! I won't lose to anyone…" Bakugou said, kind of in a trance. He stood up again and forced his hands to work. His usual menacing look return with a bang. "So stop looking down on me, and fight with all your power!"

Kamijou sighed exasperatedly. "Fine! Fine. I'll take this seriously, and I'm sorry I wasn't taking you seriously if that was what it looked like." From what Kamijou had observed, Bakugou was a man of pride.

He was probably told that he was a special child, for getting such a powerful quirk. That made his ego big, and his pride grow. Personally, Kamijou didn't really care for that. Having a bit of an ego and some pride wasn't a bad thing, and Kamijou had some as well. He didn't blame Bakugou, Kamijou thought that his power sure was dominant, and was probably more so than many of the other quirks he had seen before.

But it was when that pride grew enough to hurt other people, that was the problem.

Are you using other people as stepping stones? Hurting your own teammates so you can add more to your ego? That, Kamijou thought, was a bit unacceptable, and that was why he got angry. Especially in the case of Midoriya.

MIdoriya was quirkless, and he was weak. As a result, he was labelled worthless and bullied on by the strong.

By now, Kamijou had connected the dots and figured that Bakugou was Midoriya's bully. And that pretty much angered him. Kamijou disliked bullies, and especially the ones who affected the people that Kamijou knew. That made him want to fight him, seriously.

Kamijou took a breath and looked up, a severe look in his eyes. "I'll use this beating to break your damn illusions, and to show you that no one is worthless!"

Bakugou smirked. "Interesting. I'll put you to the test then! Iida, don't interfere! This is a serious battle now! I've taken off my hand limiters, and I'll stake my own body to defeat you! Blast Rush TURBOOOO!"

This was a much more powerful and fast version of the special manoeuvring techniques he used earlier. In an instant, he had closed down the distance between the two of them and again struck with another explosive right hook.

Kamijou also threw his signature right hook, and the two punches cancelled each other out, like before.

That did not stop the both of them though, with Bakugou letting out another massive explosion right in front of Kamijou. It wasn't a direct hit, but it did knock Kamijou back from the sheer force of the blast, which Kamijou could not directly negate.

'Wow, his output is a lot higher now.' Kamijou thought, a bit worried. 'I would not want to be hit by one of those blasts, but right now, I'll have to win.' The fire of determination appeared in Kamijou's eyes once more. He let out a cry and rushed forward to attack once more.

Bakugou swept his right hand towards Kamijou, yet again, letting out another massive scale explosion, which Kamijou quickly directed away with a swipe his right arm.

Instead of negating an attack, directing it away took less time, and was faster, which was what Kamijou needed to get in close with Bakugou. However, it also gave Bakugou an opening, which he took.

In one smooth motion, after swiping his right hand, Bakugou put it down, and then swiped his left arm, causing two straight explosions in a row. Normally, the second explosion wouldn't do anything, but since Kamijou directed the first one away instead of negating it, leaving his body exposed due to the absence of his right arm, Kamijou took the full force of the explosion attack.

"Know your fucking place, trash!" Bakugou spat out.

The smoke dissipated, and Kamijou groaned on the floor.

He had let his guard down. Instead of prioritising his safety, he had tried to do it as fast as possible, and that led to his demise.

But he slowly stood back up again, glaring at Bakugou, who was arrogantly strolling towards him, thinking he had already won. "So after all that big talk, you lose that simply?" Bakugou sneered at him. "You're almost as worthless as Deku."

Kamijou rose unsteadily back to his feet. "You still think people like us are worthless, huh?"

Bakugou ignored the question. It was apparent what he felt in this matter.

"Then I'll beat you, and show you that even the weakest can overcome the strongest. Get ready, strongest." Kamijou got into a fighting stance automatically. They were less than five meters away from each other. Without waiting for the other to answer, Kamijou flew into battle.

Bakugou pressed both his hands together and let out another explosion, twice the size of the ones he had been throwing out earlier.

Kamijou, as if he knew in advance that Bakugou was going to do that, dodged to the right, and punched Bakugou right in the face from the side, following up with a side kick to his stomach, and another punch with his left arm.

Those three strikes knocked the wind out of Bakugou, who retaliated with a clumsy explosion in front of Kamijou's face.

It was weak, and Kamijou knew it beforehand.

Bakugou was near his limit.

Quirks were part of the human body, and like every other function, they get tired, and get worn out. They have a limit, and it was evident that Bakugou was near his. His hand was stiffening up, and Kamijou couldn't see his fingers move much, only twitch. "Why are you so obsessed with winning? You're at your limit, so stop hurting yourself even more." Kamijou asked, this time with a tone of concern for his enemy.

"..."

"You've proven your point, you are strong, and everyone acknowledges it. Hell, you're probably the strongest student I've fought. I haven't had injuries like these in a long, long time." Kamijou said, indicating to his torn hoodie, burned and bruised face, with maybe a few broken ribs and internal bleeding. "I'm probably just a bad matchup for you, and if it were anyone else, you would have won."

"...that doesn't matter," Bakugou said. "I will win. Because that's what heroes do."

And it was then when Kamijou Touma finally understood Bakugou's motivations and his views on heroes.

Heroes were the strong ones. They would always win against the bad guys by an overwhelming margin, with immeasurable strength. Not once would they lose to any villain. That was the ideal hero in terms of what Katsuki Bakugou thought what a hero should be.

And that was what pushed Bakugou to push beyond his limits. Kamijou could respect that, and he recognized that Bakugou wasn't actually a bad person. He even felt some empathy towards him. But not for long, as Bakugou initiated his final, strongest attack, with everything he had left in the tank.

He let out a final scream of defiance and shot himself up into the higher floor of the building.

"Eh?" Kamijou surprisedly let out. Was he running away? Or did he need extra space for the attack to hit? Or was it a feint, a decoy to trick him?

Kamijou stood still and kept his guard up. Bakugou could attack in any direction, and he needed to react fast if he was going to negate it.

The noise of more and more explosions coming from above filled Kamijou's ears, also giving him the rough position of where Bakugou was. That made it a lot easier.

But nothing could have prepared him for the substantial flaming tornado that was hurling towards him. In the middle, it was Bakugou, holding his palms out to the sides, which were still exploding, still continuing to make him spin even faster and faster.

The penetrative force was enough to shatter the floor directly above Kamijou's head easily, and it was coming down on his skull at top speeds.

Kamijou, alarmed, quickly raised Imagine Breaker in an attempt to block against it.

"Take this, my strongest attack! HOWITZER IMPACT!" Bakugou yelled once last time.

Kamijou gritted his teeth and said nothing. All his focus was on surviving that one last attack.

Bakugou collided with Kamijou's right arm, which negated Bakugou's ability to spin any more. But it didn't negate the already spinning fire explosions in the tornado behind him.

The attack swallowed both of them up. Bakugou's last-ditch offence was going to have a risk on himself as well.

Kamijou admired that trait, but still thought it was stupid for him to do something as crazy as that. How ridiculous.

After all, Kamijou still had imagine breaker, and those explosions were still negatable, as they were directly created by supernatural means.

But the heat from the explosions was a byproduct of the bombings, and still caused burns all over Kamijou's body.

After a few seconds, the smoke quickly dispersed for some reason. The audience let out their breaths and looked at the battlefield.

It was all scorched and destroyed. The floors above had been destroyed, almost up to the roof. Pillars were crumbling from the explosions, and the building was hanging on to a thread, keeping it from completely collapsing.

And to think that was all from a battle between two first-year newbies.

"Wow. I knew Kacchan was strong, but I have never seen him exert so much while fighting. I wonder who won…" Midoriya thought in awe after the epic battle. It kind of made him nervous that HE had to fight him next.

At long last, the cameras picked up the signals for the boys, and finally the two of them could be seen.

Bakugou's own quirk gave him an advantage in that attack, as he had blast resistance as well as heat resistance, so there were not many burns on him. However, the impact of the explosion Bakugou could not resist, and so Bakugou lay there on the ground, bleeding internally with a body full of bruises all over.

Kamijou Touma could negate the impact, but he couldn't negate the heat. Burns from second and third to a few first degree burns covered his skin, his hoodie however protecting most of it from most harm.

The one who was still standing was Kamijou Touma, and the one who was on the ground was Katsuki Bakugou.

Iida was still on the battlefield, and since the exercise wasn't said to be completed, with no winner, he hesitantly walked forward towards Kamijou, lifting his capture tape.

He didn't want to intrude on their great battle, but this was an exercise, and it hasn't been declared over yet.

While Iida was walking towards Kamijou, he suddenly turned towards him. "Yo," Kamijou said in a croaky voice. He had breathed in too much smoke, and that hurt his lungs. He now had a temporary smoker's voice.

Surprised he could still talk, Iida asked him if he was okay. "Are you OK? Let's stop this fight, alright?"

"Yeah. I give up." Kamijou lifted his hands up in the air. He turned towards Bakugou, declaring his defeat. "Bakugou, you win, ok?"

Iida could have sworn that he could have heard a sound of protest from the unmoving Bakugou. "Alright then, I'll just put this capture tape on you just in cas-"

"STOOOOOOP!" All Might's voice rang out from the multiple speakers hung around the area. At least the ones who weren't destroyed in the fight. "Game ends now, so stop where you are and stop fighting! Kamijou Touma wins!"

"Eh?" Iida surprisedly exclaimed. Was it the time limit? Kamijou clearly surrendered here. Maybe he had to use the capture tape for him to be actually out of the game. An air horn was sounded as well, and Kamijou collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

After it was all over, they got quickly healed by recovery girl, who was on the site, which gave the three of them enough energy to go through the analysis part of the exercise.

All of them were at the headquarters where All Might and the rest of the students were watching their fight, and Kamijou, Iida and Bakugou were all sitting down, being treated more carefully by recovery girl.

"So." All Might started. "Do you know why Kamijou won, Iida?"

"Well, he surrendered before the alarm sounded, so it must have been either the time limit or something else," Iida said.

All Might nodded. "You're right about that, but the reason the Villain team won was that the Hero team destroyed the nuclear weapon." He clicked a button on the screen, and it showed the bomb, but the top half was destroyed. "If it were a real nuclear bomb, it would have gone off, and casualties would have ensured."

All Might turned to Bakugou. "That was your fault. What the hell were you thinking, using that kind of firepower indoors, and to your own classmates?" All Might questioned him sternly

"That's because I had to win, and using excessive force was the way to do that." Bakugou growled back. "Besides, that bastard wouldn't have died anyway. That's why I used it."

All Might could see that Bakugou did have a conscious. He used that amount of power because he was sure that Kamijou was able to survive it. 'Well, there's that for starters.'

"So time for your grading. The MVP for this round was Kamijou. Any objections?" All Might asked. There was silence. "Kamijou did well on his own to fend off two people, and while he did make some mistakes including doing some things a villain wouldn't normally do, he was the best in this round by far."

Kamijou nodded sheepishly. "Thanks, I guess."

"Iida, you let yourself get bullied by Bakugou and didn't work as a team together. You did well in your solo fights with Kamijou, but you had no coordination with Bakugou. However, I recognize that that was not necessarily your fault, and mostly Bakugou's, but you do still hold some blame for not being in the fight for the most part." All Might continued.

"And Bakugou… can anyone tell me all the different thing Bakugou did wrong?" All Might asked the rest of the class.

"I do, sensei," Momo spoke up. "Bakugou, as you said earlier, was acting too recklessly and using too much force indoors, causing property damage and possible harm to civilians, especially in a hazardous area with a reactive weapon. His actions were not motivated and done by logic, but with emotion, and a kind of grudge. His fighting instincts are good, but the reliance on that instead of a plan meant that he could not defeat a superior fighter, Kamijou."

"Hmm, yes good analysis." All Might acknowledged. "The hero team could have easily won, but Bakugou's inability to work as a team and use his brain made him lose." All Might walked up to Bakugou's chair and slapped him on the back. "Don't mind it, young Bakugou. Take this as a learning experience."

Bakugou was still in shock, and stood there quietly, with a weird look on his face. But he remembered that he still had something to ask about, as he was unsure about this. "Sensei, who got the top rank on the entrance exam?"

All Might sucked in air and expelled it. "Midoriya did." All Might admitted. The tension grew thicker. "You got second place, behind him by 30 points." All Might admitted.

The whites of his eyes were more visible than ever in his anger.

He, Katsuki Bakugou, had lost?

And to a person who was quirkless a few weeks before?

He couldn't believe it.

Rage built up in him once more, ready to explode.

It was time for the next round, but Bakugou didn't care. All he wanted was to find Deku and kill him a thousand times over.

In his whole life, he had only lost twice before in a fight.

Once was the slime incident, but he was taken by surprise so it didn't really count.

Once was another fight with the lightning user, the newbie villain named Thor.

And now today he had learned that he lost to his once quirkless useless piece of shit of an old childhood friend in the rankings, and a bastard who could do fuck all except for block attacks.

Suddenly, a thought flashed into his mind. Despite his appearance, Bakugou was smart, and so his intellectual capabilities exceeded a lot of normal people, including memory.

"I might be completely powerless, but I might as well be. Hell, I would rather get rid of Imagine Breaker if I could choose."

That was what Kamijou had said during their fight.

The keyword here is "Imagine Breaker."

The way he used it suggested that right arm of his was named it, a name for his ability, or for a special move in his arsenal. But his quirk name was Negation. Why would he have called it Imagine Breaker?

But what was so special about this world? Recounting the fight with the Lightning God Thor, Bakugou tried to remember where he had heard that word from before.

Flashback

Bakugou was just walking along the street with his posse one day before a long-haired blond boy landed on the street from the sky.

"Yo." Thor greeted the gang. "Let's fight." He said casually.

Bakugou's gang surrounded him. 'Who the fuck are you? Don't talk to him like that, he'll trash you!'

'Who the hell is this guy? Nevermind, he'll probably be not worth any of my time.' Bakugou thought dismissively.

"Who are you?" Thor inquired. "Never mind, by the looks of you, what you are is weak and irrelevant. I don't need you." With that, Thor stomped on the ground with super strength and the shockwave from that blasted the extras aside. 'I want you.' he said, pointing to Bakugou himself.

"Huh? Fine then. I'll kick your ass, you fucker!" Bakugou yelled out aggressively and blasted forward with his quirk.

"Hmm? I wasn't expecting you to agree like that. I like you, you're my kinda guy!" Thor said sadistically, blasting forward himself with his super strength

They clashed, and with a bang, Thor was sent back with enough force to cause a dent in the concrete wall he smashed into.

Thor looked over at Bakugou, who was not letting Thor time to rest. He propelled himself forward with his explosions and launched a big right hook, which Thor did not even try to counter.

Thor was blasted into the ground but immediately got up. "Not bad. You gonna be a hero or something later?"

"Hell yes I am, and I'll be the strongest motherfucker around," Bakugou said aggressively. His hands lit up. "I'll beat the shit outta you, and bring you in, villain!" Bakugou again charged full speed at Thor.

Thor stomped the ground once again, causing rubble to fly up. He grabbed the largest piece of concrete, a huge thing which was a couple of times larger than Thor himself, and threw it straight at Bakugou. Thor flexed his arms, admiring his strength.

'Who does that bastard think he is? Is he even taking me seriously?'

That did not faze Bakugou, however. He merely blasted the piece of concrete out of the way, up to the sky, and continued onwards. "DIE!" he screamed, a large explosion coming out of both his arms. This was bigger than anything he had done before in the fight, and it was fast too.

Thor went top speed but couldn't evade the blast. Once he saw that he could not avoid it, he threw his own attack, a punch with all of the strength he had at the explosion.

It dampened the explosion, but Thor was still hit with a lot of the damage. Bakugou landed on his feet a few meters away. "Not bad, Bakugou-chan~"

"How the fuck do you know my name?" he growled, stopping for a second.

"Ahahahahah, you don't need to know that." Thor grinned at him once again. "But it's time to end this." That last attack by Bakugou seemingly shook him up a bit.

Thor's fingers extended, and out came ten blades, all radiating with electrical energy and glowing yellow. They were two meters long, a pathetically short range, Bakugou thought.

Bakugou charged at him explosively. "What are those puny blades gonna do to me, huh?!"

Thor merely laughed, and swung the five blades on his left hand. Bakugou sensed the danger coming up to his face and jumped backwards quickly.

That saved Bakugou's entire face from being cut up. Instead, Bakugou only received a small cut on his face. "Bastard." he growled.

"Oh man, you're so damned boring right now. Is that the extent of your strength? This world is filled with weaklings." Thor lamented with a bored voice.

Bakugou, after receiving the multiple insults thrown at him by this person, couldn't take it. He was the strongest, he had the best quirk, he was the best.

Those were facts that other people told him all his life. And now some random stranger came in and had the balls to call him a weakling? No way he was going to stay still and just take it. Screw that, this bastard had to die. "Call me a weakling? Now you're gonna taste it you piece of shit!" Bakugou screamed.

Bakugou rushed in like a maniac, barely out of the range of the arc fusion blades. Bakugou wasn't an idiot. He knew how deadly those blades were first hand. He would instead bombard Thor with from two meters out.

"Times ten," Thor muttered under his breath. Bakugou could hear it fainty. Instantly, the arc fusion blades lengthened ten times over. They were now about twenty meters long, and Bakugou was in range. "You lose." Thor moved his fingers expertly, intending to strike Bakugou in five places, in which he could not escape all of them.

But Bakugou didn't give up. He saw those attacks coming at him and calculated a specialised manoeuvre which allowed him to evade all of them coming at different angles. He integrated his explosions to make them possible for himself, using them to bounce all over the place. He ended up in the sky, more than 25 meters above the air, well outside the range of Thor.

Unfortunately for him, Thor was expecting the event that Bakugou could maybe somehow evade all of the arc fusion blades. He used his strength to jump up into the air, next to where Bakugou was. The arc fusion blades were deactivated, and Thor punched Bakugou in the face, full power, into the concrete below. Bakugou smashed into the ground, creating a small crater in the concrete.

Thor landed on his feet softly and walked up to the barely conscious Bakugou. "You weren't bad, y'know. You exceeded my expectations and evaded the fatal attack. For that, I'll let you off with nothing more than a bad beating."

Though in no shape to attack, Bakugou could still manage some words. "W-who are y-you?" He croaked.

Thor smiled. "You don't need to know my real name, but you can call me Lightning God Thor I guess."

"A-are you a villain?"

Thor pondered that question, and finally answered. "Nah, I'm on nobody's side except my own. Good, evil, those concepts mean nothing to me. I just wanna have some fun fighting others and getting stronger, yeah? Well, it's been nice talking to you. I see some potential in you, so I might be able to have some fun with you when you get older. Thanks for the good time, Bakugou-chan! Maybe you'll be my substitute for Imagine Breaker in this world~"

With that, Bakugou lost consciousness and everything went black for him.

End Flashback

Now that he recounted his experiences, Bakugou definately remembered Thor mentioning the words "Imagine Breaker." Now that he was thinking about it, Thor also kept referring to Earth as "this world", making it seem like he's from another.

And since he knew Kamijou...

Who the hell was Kamijou Touma, and what was his relation to the Lightning God Thor?

Those questions were burning in his mind right then, but then he saw Deku, and curiosity turned into rage.

He turned towards the team he was going to face later, the team of Deku, and shot him a death glare, filled with killing intent and hatred.

Midoriya felt something behind him, and it was the intense stare which Bakugou was giving him right now.

He had never felt something like this in his life. A glare with so much killing intent, hatred, rage, anger, that Midoriya was unable to move due to fear.

Midoriya tried to move, but couldn't under his normal state, so he activated full cowl.

Green electricity repelled the intense red of the glare of Bakugou's.

"I'm not going to be your punching bag anymore, Kacchan." Midoriya smiled nervously. "I won't lose to you any more!"

The anger grew even more, to levels unheard of in his entire life.

Bakugou was ready to explode.

Nice.

Next chapter will be about Midoriya vs Bakugou, obviously, but I'll keep that relatively short compared to this fight.

Now that I've revealed that Thor is in the same universe as Kamijou, I'll put some scenes of him next chapter. He will have a part to play in the next arc.

More old characters from Kamijou's world will also appear, so stay tuned.

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