If you don't like my time skip here, then sue me. I never even intended for anything before now to happen, Ishi was supposed to spawn in as a Aldera student but I thought he needed a bit of background, so from birth it was. Just look at the first 5 chapters like a prelude, backstory and this is the start. Oh, and there are more opponents here that ARE more powerful than Ishi by a large margin, he is OP by cannon MHA standards, not this MHA's.
"I'm attending Aldera Junior High now." Ishi looks up at the school. "I've been in this world for 11 years now." he looks down at his right hand. "And I've yet to visit my hell more than once." he chuckles. "Guess I've been enjoying my time here too much." He looks at his status. "After 11 years, I'm more powerful than All Might, I think."
Name: Ishi Midoriya
Age: 11
Birthday: April 24th
Status effects:
Level: 11 [EXP: 54/2560]
Class(es): [Gamer], [Devil]
Race: Meta Human
HP: 81,4 / 81,4 [Calculation: VIT X 1.1]
HP Reg: 8,14 [Calculation: HP ÷ 10]
MP: 136,5 / 136,5 [Calculation: WIS X 1.5]
MP Reg: 111,55 [Calculation: (MP ÷ 10) + (INT X 1.1)]
VIT: 74
STR: 42
DEX: 71
INT: 89
WIS: 91
LCK: 19
Sadly, he had not yet leveled up his class or himself. No enemies and his lack of skill training in favor of taking it more easy was at fault. Though, he knew he was more powerful than most on this planet so he didn't really worry so much anymore, he thought he can even go with another plan, one that didn't include betrayal.
Though, Ishi hasn't not trained is skills.
[Classic Magic] Level 67/100 [EXP 4232/134,000]
[Dark Magic] Level 42/100 [EXP 3,621/21,000]
[Minor Shapeshift] Level 100/100 [MAX]
[Pyromancy] Level 89/100 [EXP 7432/550,000]
[Iron Blood] Level 68/100 [EXP 29/125,000]
[Hydromancy] Level 63/100 [EXP 1,231/54.420]
[Singing] Level 56/100 [EXP 7239/23,500]
[Nanomachines, Son!] Level 45/100 [EXP 3127/45,250]
The EXP requirements are getting crazy. Ishi smiles with confidence when he sees his power. "The only danger I could possibly think of now is the one I'm creating by bringing 'Hazbin' here." he shakes his head, leaving his literal demons to his future self. "For now, I still want to save my people, I have no detailed plans, just an outline but I it's what I'm going to do." The powerhouse nods.
Before he can sink into his thoughts again, the school bell rings and invites everybody in for the start of the day. Ishi's smile drops immediately. "Wait, this means I need to do school again." the school bell reminding him. The boy's face turns neutral. "I'll just do it like I've always done, go through the motions." He walks into the building, easily pushing past his fellow students before he arrives at his classroom. "1A." the coincidence is not unnoticed. "Is this foreshadowing?" Luckily, this is not UA and this is only another class among the rest.
He looks at his phone, having gotten one for his 11th birthday, and sees that it'll ring the second time in five minutes, meaning that class starts then officially. Ishi then has a thought, one he hasn't even had an idea of the last few days, as he was trying to figure out how to reliably train his LCK stat. "How should I go about this?" this is such a packed question for anybody only listening but Ishi knows what he means. He still has a bit of time, some of the other students of his class arriving at this hallway, so he decides to drift deeper into his thoughts. 'I was the quiet kid, not gloomy and edgy or anything, I was just quiet the first time around. I still don't feel inclined to speak much, I kept my anxiety even after dying, so I'll stay quiet.'
Ishi leans on the wall next to the door into the room and reflexively reaches for the headphones he knows he has on his neck. They're not there. 'Shit. I forgot, I still need to ask mom for some.' his tried and proven method to kill time in school now evaporated into dust, Ishi returns to his thoughts about his demeanor. 'I'm going to be a hero though, at least if I can avoid my original plan, so becoming a more outgoing person should be something to strive for.' he rubs his eyes. 'Mina was an exception, I wanted to befriend her for her plot relevance at first but I'm not going around like she would, talking to anything with ears.'
He hears the juggling of keys down the hallway, notifying him and the rest of the students in front of the classroom of their teachers approach. Ishi sighs in resignment. 'I wasn't planning on doing anything differently in school this time but it's the perfect opportunity to actually develop social skills. I think that's even one of the major reasons kids even go to school in person in the first place, other than education of course.'
He sees the teacher round the corner, a tall woman. She has brown hair, styled in a ponytail going down the back of her head. He doesn't care much more to analyze her so he directs his attention to the keys in her hand. 'Easy.' with his vast INT and WIS stats, his thoughts are accelerated and more efficient. He didn't notice it at first because it's hard to be notified about your own thought process changing, more so when it's this slow. But, after he perfectly repeated the lyrics from a song he heard once a week ago from memory, he noticed.
Back to what Ishi brought his attention to. 'I doubt I'll need it but I've grown paranoid. Maybe because I've hidden so many things about myself from everybody I know, even mom. That's why I'll remember the keys, something I can easily recreate with dark magic so I can access anything she can.' he's aware that this is ridiculous but it's an easy precaution he can take by just looking at an object for a bit so he just does it.
The teacher, who introduced herself as Miss Hori, unlocked the door and invited the students inside. Ishi immediately gravitates towards the last row and sits down in it's left side. The teacher puts her bag on her desk while the rest of the class sorts themselves onto their seats. This is when Ishi even acknowledges any of his classmates, specifically the ones directly adjacent to him. To his left, the window seat, is a guy with red hair and eyes of the same color. He looks like what Ishi feared he would look like back in his previous school, broody and emo.
The guy's hair is shoulder length and a bit disheveled. Though if the guy would take a bit more care of himself, Ishi is sure he'd look good. But for now, Ishi opts to not interact with him. Turning his gaze towards his front, Ishi can only see the black uniform of the school and black hair that goes to this persons waist. 'Some girl, maybe?' not caring too much but still wary, Ishi tries to analyze further. After not finding any signs that this person is from the show, Ishi looks back to his desk.
Then to his right, his eyes wander. 'What?' There sits Setsuna Tokage, the girl from class 1-B. Well, in the future anyways. 'She could detach her body parts and control them right?' her dark green, shoulder length hair appears like seaweed as she shifts in her seat to get comfortable. She may not have the form the had in the anime but that is attributed to her being 11.
Ishi is surprised to see another person from the future UA. 'In the show it was said that only two students from each school manage to get into UA, and that was Katsuki and Izuku in the show. They said only those two went to Aldera and graduated to UA from there, this is imposable!' but she is here and if her skills develop like they most likely did in the show, she'll get into UA. Not like he has anything against that, only the fact that cannon has diverged this much already.
And, as it turns out, he was staring too long. "What's so interesting?" she said in a challenging tone. His breath hitches for a bit, Ishi was more zoning out while looking at her general direction so he was caught off-guard when she pulled him out of his thoughts.
He tries to play it smooth, not wanting to make a fool of himself. "Nothing, uh- just zoned out."
She smirks at him, almost provocatively. "Sure~" Definitely provocatively. She loosens her smirk a bit and continues. "I'm Tokage Setsuna, what's your name?" She rests her head on her right hand.
Ishi smiles and replies. "Midoriya Ishi."
She nods. 'This is awkward.' he nods back and turns to the teacher again.
The teacher claps her hand together and addresses the class. "Hello! My name is Ms. Hori and I will be your homeroom teacher! To introduce ourselves, we'll be throwing this ball to each other and the person holding it has to talk about themselves!" she takes out a soft ball of blue and green color.
"Are you kidding me?" Ishi whispers. 'I get it, we are 11 but... fuck it. I'll play along, I'm staying under the radar.' The teacher doesn't want to throw the damn thing even though she had the idea so she just gives it to the nearest person.
It's a girl of who he can only see her orange hair of... 'aaaaaand I couldn't care any less about what is was saying.' Ishi zones out again.
"Boring, huh?"
'FUCK! She needs to stop that before it becomes a habit.' pulled out of his thoughts again by Setsuna, he looks to his right slowly. He frowns. 'Why is she interacting with me?' He goes back to his neutral face and shrugs. "I guess."
The fellow green hair nods. She leans further into her hand, not having moved from a few minutes ago and continues. "Want to make this more interesting?" she smirks, again.
Ishi narrows his eyes. 'Has she been staring at me?' he nods slightly. "What's the idea." though he keeps his tone low.
Setsuna crosses her legs and her smirks becomes more of a smile, clearly happy with Ishi playing along. "When it's your turn to catch the ball, you'll have to tell an embarrassing secret and I'll do it too!"
Ishi mouths 'what' and furrows his eye brows. "Why should I?"
She tilts her head in confusion. "It's fun?" her questioning gaze at what would be an obvious question normally surprises Ishi enough for him to almost fall out of his chair.
Regaining his composure, Ishi nods. "S-Sure?" he crosses his arms.
A few more people tell more about themselves than Ishi cares for and then he can see the ball flying towards him. He doesn't even know who threw it but it's falling towards Ishi nonetheless. He raises his right hand slightly and catches the ball in his palm. He looks at the teacher and begins his introduction. "My name is Midoriya Ishi, I've got two quirks and... I'll be attending a dance school from tomorrow onwards."
He can see the redhead next to him snicker so he snaps his head in his direction. Ishi's expression apparently terrifies the guy enough to apologize to him. The teacher nods and asks the class, "Has anybody got any questions for Midoriya?"
A guy, who can apparently not hold back his laughter anymore, almost shouts at Ishi between laughs. "What's the quirks? I'm guessing one is dancing? Isn't that for girls? With how bad you look it wouldn't surprise m-"
*CRASH*
Ishi has the yellow haired, muscley guy by his throat in a flash, traversing two rows of seats in a second. 'No, now that I'm this strong, I'm not dealing with these people. I plan to rule an entire dimension, two if I have to and I'll start my ruling practice with this fucking school. The teachers are assholes if the show has anything to say about it, so no bad feelings.' Ishi's more... morally unjust traits shine through as a smirk builds on his face. 'I feel like a total edge lord right now, fuck me. I'm not this emo, I promise.' the smile does not fade despite that.
The asshole grabs at Ishi's arm but it does not budge, not an inch, like it was made of stone. Ishi ignores the stares of the other students, some terrified, some think it amazing and he talks to the person at his mercy. "You want to know my quirks? Well, we have my Nanomachines," in a flash, the arm holding the blonde has turned grey and in the next second, small spikes curve like lightning bolts out of the devils hand and towards the guy.
"H-Hey bro, I wasn't t-"
"Shut! You asked me a question and I plan to answer." Ishi cuts him off. 'This is soo over the top. Could I have become the top dog at this school without this? Probably, most likely but this is easier. I'll threaten the teachers, I'll learn mind magic or send them to hell if I have to so the government doesn't find out. If it even get's that far.' Though he may not want to escalate it further, Ishi still want's to complete his little show of dominance.
"As I was saying," the machines vanish back into his mechanical heart. "and my second quirk is Iron Blood." the screws on the nearest table, his victims, fly to wards the beefy guy's neck but halt suddenly an inch before it. try as he might, even with this new threat scaring him more, the broadly built 11 year old can't move himself anymore.
The next moment, with the clatters of falling metal, the panicking not-so-tough guy falls to the ground. "That's all for my introduction!" Ishi wears the fakest smile he's ever tried and walks back to his seat.
The teacher obviously doesn't care, isn't paid enough or both to do anything against it, she just sighs in exhaustion. "O-Okay Midoriya, pass the ball to the next person... p-please?"
"heh." Ishi sits down on his seat with a thump. He remembers the game he was playing with Setsuna and looks towards her.
'Are those hearts in her eyes- you know what? I don't care, if this is a crush, I can't deal with that. I may have that... trait but otherwise I have no experience and, well frankly, I'm awkward around women. Oh, and I'm still 11, almost forgot, I don't do 11 year old things, I sometimes forget.' ignoring that he was the awakening of something in the fellow classmate, Ishi passes her the ball. "Your turn."
She seems unfazed as the ball flies straight past her and lands on the ground. Her gaze was still fixed on Ishi until realizes that she's supposed to do something and picks up the ball. "Yeah. Well, I'm Tokage Setsuna, I've got one quirk, unlike a certain someone, and I like rap music!"
"And that's supposed to be your embarrassing secret?" She passes the ball to another person, the classes attention shifting with it and she nods at Ishi.
She shrugs. "For me? Yeah." she then continues to stare at him.
'Wah..?' he shakes his head. 'I can ignore this... probably.' you go back to spinning the pen in your hand in admittedly impressive maneuvers. 'DEX for the win!'
The teacher remembers that she has to actually teach her students instead of gawking at their actions so she goes around to give everybody some worksheets. Well, when she arrives at Ishi's seat she hesitates for a second and he can see her hand shaking. "Can I get my paper?"
"YESIR!" The about 20 year old teacher shouts.
Ishi recoils in surprise. "Calm down lady." the paper lands on his table and he looks at the worksheet. 'Is this my INT and WIS, my previous knowledge of this subject or a combination of those because this is fucking easy.' he starts working with perfect handwriting, cuz' DEX. 'Well, it should be easy either way but I literately knew the answer without thinking about them, they just 'popped' into my head.' he relegates his new skills to his stats.
In ten seconds of continues writing, Ishi finished his worksheet. 'Should I bother to be a A+ student? Yeah, I guess it's better for entering UA.' he raises his arms. "Teach! I'm done."
The teacher jumps at his voice, 'How can I ingrain such a reaction in her so fast at just my voice or is she just shy? Then why be a teacher?' and she fumbles with the pencil she was writing with. She get's a hold of herself and power-walks over to him.
She picks up the paper and looks it over. "How did you-?"
Ishi get's bored even faster. "Are there any more sheets?"
A drop of sweat can be seen on her face. "W-Well, no. We only had half an hour left so-"
"Then I'm leaving." he stands up, making her jump again. 'I may want to be looked upon well in this school but I don't care this much. I'll get good grades, become friend with Set- Tokage because of plot reasons and I make attendance so I'll give myself time to train, really abuse the fact that the teacher obviously is scared of me.'
Miss Hori reaches for him with a shaky hand, obviously uncomfortable with confronting me. "Y-You can't leave!"
He looks over his shoulder. "To the toilet?"
Hori avoids his literately devilish gaze. "O-Oh. But just come back in 10-"
"30."
"Y-Yes, 30 minutes." Miss Hori caved immediately.
He starts walking to the door. 'I could not have done this without that trait.' he exits the room and leans against the wall to the left of the classroom. 'That was sooo out of character. I almost burst out laughing, a teacher listened to ME?!' he chuckles. "Fucking hell." he yawns, having stayed up late yesterday on his computer, even though he knew he needs sleep. "But it needed to be done."
He traces his chin, remembering the guy's comment on 'how he looks'. "Am I really still ugly, even now?"
"I don't think so~" He fights down his blush.
"Fuck!" Setsuna made him bang the back of his fist against the wall in shock, the Nanomachines reacting accordingly. She is not scared by that unlike the teacher. "Wha- Whe- Why are you out here?"
She shrugs. "I needed to go too."
"Right... I'm going then." Ishi turns to leave but a hand lands on his shoulder. But as hard as it may try, the hand could not overcome his STR stat and the hands owner get's dragged along with him. Well, before Ishi notices and turns around. "Um, why?"
"Why what?" she returns while retreating her hand her action achieved it's goal.
"No- Just- What do you want?" Ishi, unlike his more self-confident personality in private, is ill-equipped for this much social interaction with new people. Being an introvert carried over to this life too.
"Oh, I want a lot from you~ but for now we can go together." Ishi continues to ignore obvious signs for now obvious reason and just looks at her in confusion.
"You do know where I'm going, right?" the smirk she had throughout this conversation fades a little.
"Yes, but I also know your not planning on going to the toilet." she pokes him in his side.
He narrows his eyes and struggles to not recoil at the human-to-human contact. 'Too touchy-feely for me. God, because of how early I met her, Mina never did this that early.'
Though Ishi feels no impact on his side, Setsuna obviously does and her expression tells him she likes it. 'What the fuck? Was I just that antisocial when I was 11 the first time or is it because it's a fictional world cuz' I can't remember people my age being this interested in... relation ships.'
"M-My god, just let me be." still, with how much control he has over his body with VIT, Ishi can fight down the blush, the discrepancy between him now and him with Mom and Mina apparent to him.
The future Hero notices his slightly embarrassed stutter and she, entirely too comfortable with him after just half an hour, starts poking him with both hands. "Why should I?"
'Entirely too touchy-feely.' But by now, this is getting more annoying as Ishi, with his fast adaptiveness, get's more used to her. He takes a step back and leans back on the wall, Setsuna falling in place next to him. 'I'm not getting rid of her, am I? I? I'm starting to hate this trait.' the idea of training in school now out the window, he just gives up and talks with her. 'I'm not about to run away from this.'
He sighs. "But your right, I'm not going to the bathroom. I was planning on goofing of the rest of class but now I'm stuck with you, for reasons I could not fathom."
Setsuna nods. "Right you are. So Ishi, what was that back in class all about?"
"First name already?"
"Do you care?" She retorts, though not accusatory.
"No, go ahead. Anyway, I did that cuz' I am not about to bother with bullies all year." It's an excuse but a reasonable one so Ishi rolls with it.
She nods. "Really? You look like somebody who'd just ignore them."
He narrows his eyes at her. "I don't judge based on appearance and, if you want to hang out with me, neither should you."
Anything she was planning on saying was interrupted by the bell. "Ah, I'm going home now." He turns to leave for the hallway towards the exit. 'Because it's day one, the school only had one class. I didn't know it works that way but I'll take it.'
He opens the large double door and strides onto the sidewalk. 'Should I get Mina? She only has one class today too...' deciding it's a good idea to celebrate their first day, he takes a left turn towards his friends school. While on the way there, he opens his status window.
But, out of all the things, one interests him.
Stat Points: 110
He contemplates if he should spend them. 'It's getting pretty hard to level my stats up... No, I have no need for better stats right now.' this has been a thought he's had plenty of times but every time he's come to the same conclusion.
Save 'em
His tendance to be quickly bored is apparently one of the things that carried over from his past life as Ishi's mind is filled with a droning noise. 'How do people do this without any music or a podcast?' Well, now he has something to think about. 'Surprisingly, many artists from my old world still exist here, or just some of their songs. Maybe somebody thought they where cannon while producing the anime or manga and it became so?'
He chuckles in amusement. 'Eminem has claws, a mutant type. Didn't make his music any worse though.'
With how skills work, Level 100 being the absolute perfection of that skill and Level 1 being nothing, he could easily sing along 'Rap God' with no slip-ups or difficulty.
Anyways! Ishi arrives at Mina's school after a long, boring walk and leans on the wall next to the entrance, waiting for school to end. 'Yeah, she told me she'd have a full day over the phone.' speaking of the thing, he pulls it out and watches some video to pass the time.
Five spectacularly boring minutes later~
'Why am I waiting here?' If he didn't know any better, he'd think he's had too much to drink because it'll take five hours before Mina's freed from boredom. 'Heh, yeah no. I'm not waiting that long, no matter how much I like her, that's just too much to ask.' his silver eyes narrow in thought. 'Should I go to hell now?' Indeed, he had enough time either way, it would be stopped if he enters the dimension, though only if he does so alone but he isn't planning on bringing anybody.
'Though, it would be preferable if I can deactivate that aspect for now.'
"Well, can I?" He asks out loud. His game responds in just a few moments, like it always does, like he's seen it do for the past 11 years.
You can. This does not mean you can control the degree of the time dilation though, you can only do 'on' or 'off'.
"Thanks." He'd look crazy talking to thin air like it seems like he's doing but with nobody here to witness it, his seemingly schizophrenic tendencies are gone unnoticed. "Yeah, then I'll do that."
He presses the button on the side of his phone, puts it in his pocket and stretches his arms. "After many years I'll be back at home!" He snickers at that thought. 'I've been there once exactly and I've contacted Maligog zero times after, so it's a stretch to call it that.'
He looks at the skill he should've used far more often.
[I Bring Hell] Level 1/100 [EXP 1/1000]
"I bring death. I bring destruction. I bring terror.
I bring Hell."
- ?
This is the core skill of the Hell System. You can summon your own version of hell to the world, turning a radius around you into the landscape your hell contains. This radius depends on the level. Like other systems' I.D Create, you can enter Hell any time you want. It can be customized by spending points. Points are earned through quests, level ups and more. Summoning Hell at it's maximum radius costs 1000 MP, though you can make it smaller for a reduced cost.
Any of your creatures in Hell have their strength doubled. You stats are doubled in Hell. You have total control of the landscape of Hell, though it can cost abysmal amounts of MP to change it. Any hell related skill is strengthened.
Having used this not once, it's stayed stuck at Level one EXP one since he first obtained it but he's just kind of forgot about it. 'I'm still a kid and this world isn't exactly the pinnacle of powerful fictional dimensions and, with me being about the strongest around, I just didn't find it necessary to train this all that much, to be honest.'
He looks up from the screen slightly below his chest, high enough for him to comfortably use it like a touch-screen from a phone, and scouts his immediate area for anybody who could see him. Seeing the scarily empty streets he nods to himself, sure of his choice to finally reenter his realm, something he thought a daunting thing.
With no effort at all, just a 'whoosh' sound and the feeling of air on his skin being removed, Ishi is back in his Hell Spire. He looks around a bit. He'd already thought of using this room as a hangout spot for himself if he was bored, after all, there's everything he could need here but the impracticality of it was just to noticeable. His mother would notice that he was gone if he deactivated the time-thingy and if he let it stay on, then he'd just be wasting time. He want's nothing more than infinite time to train or spend time with the people he cares about but he can't do any of those here, so it wasn't worth it.
He takes out his phone again and opens his 'notes' app. 'First task on the agenda! Check up on Maligog.'
"Maligog, you here?" He asks into the air while walking behind his cool chair at his desk to look out the window.
As he skims over the landscape of the Blood Swamps and his eyes arrive at the castle placed there, Maligog responds. "Yes creator, I am in the fortress you have assigned me."
Ishi smiles hearing the booming voice again. Though he's not known the demon lord long enough, as his creator and technically god, he feels glad at Maligog's presence and loyalty. He claps his hands together, though the notion is wasted as nobody is here to see it, and begins one of his usual rants. "Well, we've got a lot to do! First, in preparation to welcoming a new part of hell, we need some infrastructure ourselves. I have collected points for the past six years so I can get right on that in a bit, your job is to keep the demons in the Blood Swamps until I'm done, don't want them crushed now do we?"
"It will be done. Can we continue to converse, creator?"
Ishi smiles a rare sweet simile. 'Ah yes, he is only six years old. He wants attention from papa. He may be a giant demon capable of destroying all of humanity but it's not a stretch to call him cute right now.'
Ishi chuckles a bit. "Sure we can Maligog, it's always good to have somebody to talk to." he senses positive emotions from the normally stoic demon lord of the Blood Swamps, something Ishi is sure was unintentional. "Step two is checking up on the gore ne- oh yeah, I haven't fed it anything, doubt it'd have grown any. Scratch that, new step two! Following the completement of step one, creating some infrastructure ready for a society, we'll build an actual city capable of prospering." Ishi starts to open his store, looking for inspiration while he talks. "I have been thinking about a futuristic feeling city, Mechanicus style. But I want to put my own spin on it, hmm..." He sighs. "I'll start with a few normal houses. Now, step 2.5, obtain citizens and people of worth!"
He feels Maligog agree. "Yes creator, more subjects who could serve in fields I could not would be preferable."
"Glad you agree, Maligog! Now, let's get on this." He starts doom scrolling on his systems store.
Sorry for the late update, ma laptop broke ;( I'm back though! More chapters on the way!