Clang.

Cling.

An ominous ringing sound roused Shinichi. As he started waking up, he felt an odd pressure pushing down on him, restricting him. He tried to open his eyes as he came fully awake. But was instead met with a sharp pain piercing through his entire body. It's like getting punched by Gotou from all over his body.

'IT HURTS!'

He resisted a groan to avoid alerting potential sounds. Gotou might still be around.

'Perhaps the battle is over, Migi was able to pierce Gotou but I'm in the process I blacked out? What exactly happened? After this is over, I'm gonna tell Murano what I've felt.'

As someone who was familiar with this pain, Shinichi tried to focus his mind to get rid of unnecessary thoughts for now. However, as a person who is half asleep, he can't even think properly.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar memory swept over him as tried to understand where he was and what was happening.

In this memories, he was a child of 6 who just started kindergarten. Shinichi strained his mind, and vaguely remembered a man in a white suit, perhaps a doctor? Telling him that he has a quirk.

'Telekinesis Quirk?'

More memories were coming up from everywhere. A screen with a blonde haired muscular man which even puts most bodybuilders to shame in terms of size and muscle. He was carrying another person on his shoulder, the scene then changed to show a slim woman with green hair and straight hair with small with proud eyes and teary eyes.

The very last thing Shinichi could recall was a short man with a very deformed appearance having a bald, elongated head with a wide set of teeth and his eyes are spaced outward connected by stalks. His hands looks like solid iron, with his fingers having four large claws.

'He looks like a parasite but why does he have that weird appearance?'

His claws cut through Shinichi's clothes like butter making 3 straight wounds. In Shinichi's point of view, it seems like his blood bursting out like a fontaine then the memories stopped.

After a few minutes of effort, Shinichi figured out that he wasn't even able to see or speak. His thoughts were not clearer and was able to move, although slowly. By focusing all his will to open eyes, he was able to glimpse crimson light coming from his eye led.

The line of sight was blurred at first and now it was cast with a faint crimson. Shinichi then saw a series of light poles in the distance. A man with a similar silhouette with one of his newly earned memories was walking away from him.

Slowly but surely, Shinichi tried to stand up as soon as he regained his abilities to see. All he know is that the parasite in front of him was his enemies and must be defeated to avoid more casualties. Lifting his knees to stand, but was met with small legs and weakness that was unfamiliar to him.

'W-what the?'

What's this body? It's so small.

Subconsciously, he lifted his head and moved his eyes towards the parasite.
The weird looking parasite called out to him.

"Oh, you're still alive, boy? I could have sworn that attack was enough to kill you. Well It doesn't matter, I can kill you again".

As he said that he walked towards the little boy, ready to finish what he started. Sharpening his blades as he walks. As Shinichi was one knees still confused on how his body became as little and weak as this. What the hell were those memories? Or rather who's memories are that?

In those small moments, the distance between Shinichi and the Parasite was only 2 meters. The Parasite is ready to slash Shinichi again, this time in the head. Position that was rather inviting to the Parasite.

The Parasite then swung his clawed arms to finish Shinichi once and for all.

A loud sound echoed through the place, then a head fell on the ground. Blood sprouts through the surroundings. This caused him to lose all of his strength momentarily and fell uncontrollably. He fell on his butt slammed against the hard ground.

He looked towards the fallen body and was frozen shocked to see the head of the parasite.

Turning to his right hand, Did he see Migi in a battle mode with tentacles of single bladed blood on it. After sweeping his eyes, Shinichi vaguely saw Migi and the rest of his body was way smaller than it normally is.

"Where are we Migi? Why did Parasite look like that? Why am I kid?"

He asked Migi in haste.

"I don't know. All I know is that after killing Gotou, He was able to counter us and killed us too. Then suddenly I woke up just like you. Perhaps, You or rather We reincarnated in another world. Maybe this is an alternative universe. The Man just now doesn't seem like a parasite. He didn't produce an aura of a parasite nor was he one. Look" Migi pointed at the fallen parasite and added.

"He is a human"

If not for the pain still existing in his stomach, and his consciousness still recovering, he would think that he was still dreaming.

"But did a human have that kind of appearance? Is this related to quirks?"

"Quirks?" asked Migi.

"Yeah, after I woke up, I suddenly flashed memories that seemed to relate to this boy's memories. The memories were vague but I remembered that this boy's quirk is Telekinesis that is capable of lifting in mid air. Apparently, most people in this world are born with something weird unique to them. Perhaps this Parasite, or this Man's appearance is his quirk". He explained to Migi as he breathed and calmed himself while also scrolling through the acquired memories. He then told Migi more information about this world from the memories he acquired from the boy called Midoriya Izuku.

As Migi heard this, Migi was silent for a few seconds.

"Probably, Midoriya Izuku died from this villian and we revived him. As for how we revive inside, I don't know. We should also go to his house in case someone will come and see this scene." Migi explained. Shinichi ran towards where he remembered the house was. He also examines his body while running. It was smaller and out of shape. He took the opportunity to slowly examine his thoughts

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The original owner of the body is Midoriya who has a father who is Midoriya Hisashi, having a quirk that has the ability to breathe fire. His Mother Inko Midoriya Inko was capable of lifting and attracting small objects. A perfect family with a normal environment.

'It's a shame what happened to him but I'll be sure to carry out your will.' Shinichi thought as he pitied Izuku.

While walking through the neighborhood, only Shinichi noticed that his shirt had blood and straight lines coming from it. He ran as fast as he could to the house to avoid attention. As soon as he came inside the house, he was immediately met with a familiar feeling of being home. But that didn't distract him from sprinting to his room to change clothes avoiding his mom's voices.
Everything seems familiar but at the same time, It isn't.

Having confirmed their plan, Shinichi found calmness in his mind.

The feelings of fear, uncertain retreated back into a corner.

He was finally in a mood to carefully examine Izuku's quirk or rather his quirk.

It was capable of lifting and moving objects in mid air at a weight of 1-2 KGs and moving at the speed of 0.5 KM/s. Guess this is how weak a child's quirk normally is. From his memories, He learned that quirks can grow, meaning this quirk can potentially carry heavier objects from now if he trains hard enough.

Shinichi went downstairs to eat with his mom just like Izuku would do. He copied and naturally did all things Izuku would have done if he was here. Perhaps affected by Izuku's memories.

. There was a peculiar connection, not just to the memories but also to the people involved, particularly his mother, Inko.

As he sat with Inko, the similarities between her and his own mother became more apparent. Both women exhibited a selfless dedication to their sons, caring for them with unwavering love and support. The thought that Inko might be devastated if she knew of Izuku's fate weighed heavily on Shinichi's mind. In an effort to preserve a semblance of normalcy and spare her from such heartache, he resolved to act as her son, providing the companionship and care she unknowingly sought.

With Inko as the sole remaining family member in the house, Shinichi recognized the weight of responsibility he now carried. While his father worked abroad,he would worked hard to maintain this peace. Washing the dishes, a seemingly mundane task, took on a profound significance as it symbolized his commitment to maintaining the facade and ensuring that Inko found comfort in the familiar routines she shared with her son.

In the quiet solitude of the room, Shinichi, now fully immersed in the role of Izuku, contemplated the complex web of emotions and responsibilities that intertwined the two lives. Little did he know how this journey would shape not only his understanding of quirks but also the depths of his own humanity.