It wasn't just Shisui's body he combined with his own. And it wasn't even simply a combination either.
He'd made Shisui's body his own when melding them both together. His full bloodline, became Daiki's bloodline.
For all intents and purposes, Daiki was an Uchiha by bloodline. An Uchiha with an all new, natural version of the Sharingan. That would be passed down through his blood to his children.
But again, it wasn't even just that.
The heart of Atlas Flame turned into a Lacrima, moulded with his own, fusing. His very heart was a combination of Daiki Yurei's, Shisui Uchiha's and Atlas Flames.
His ethernano containers was a natural part of his body, and would be passed down to through his bloodline.
And it didn't end there either.
Isobu's chakra that was running through his network, became naturally a part of his own. The Coral Style would be passed down through his bloodline as well.
As would the quirk factors he'd taken for himself.
Each and every single part of all of that, was now a natural working part of his genome.
And that, was why Daiki laughed.
Because he was now, everything Orochimaru could ever have wished to be. He had accomplished Orochimaru's life long dream.
All by random happenstance and accident.
He laughed and he laughed, basking in the feeling running through him in this moment. It was not just strength.
It was victory.
And superiority over someone he detested.
"That's right Orochimaru," Daiki boasted, even though he was in a completely different dimension, eyes to the sky, peering straight through the tunnel ceiling up through it into the blue sky above, "You can search heaven and earth you loser, but you'll never accomplish your dream. I alone am the honoured one."
"Sounding kind of maniacal there partner," Derflinger spoke up, "Can we go now though? Like I know you just accomplished some big goal of yours and all, but I'm kind of bored."
'Yes are you done?' Isobu piped up, 'Because…we kind of have another problem.'
Daiki stopped laughing and blinked.
'Is it really a problem though? I think he might like it,' Atlas Flame mused, 'It adds a little bit of decour to the place, and now that the place has pretty much doubled in size, I don't see the issue.'
'…I think it's the two other things that's the problem.' Nana murmured.
…What other two things?
'ME KILL YOU FOR BOSS OVERHAUL GIANT TURTLE THING!' a voice he had no knowledge of suddenly roared.
And then he heard Isobu snort, and a yelp of pain from the same voice that roared.
'What the hell was that?!' Daiki was completely taken aback.
'Yes, apparently Nana and those other souls within Izuku Midoriya's quirk aren't unique,' Isobu drily replied, 'Apparently shades of souls are in all quirks, and with the high abundance of spiritual energy within you due to both your and my chakra, you've given those shards of souls you took when you took those two quirks, form.'
Daiki blinked slowly, processing those words.
"Man partner, it's getting loud in there." Derflinger laughed.
It really was.
Daiki closed his eyes, and with a thought he left the physical realm behind and entered the realm of his mind.
He opened his eyes and they bulged at what he saw. His mind scape, was...while not massively different.
Quite a bit different.
The usual place was still there, the overall area and the depths of his chakra that covered it. But now the deep inky darkness overreaching from above, was filled with dim twinkling lights like stars within the vast expanse of space.
…And there was a big rock floating up there too. Carved into the shape of a room, almost like what he saw within Deku's mind, soul or whatever. But, vastly bigger. It was more or less empty, except for a trio of high backed green chairs the same shade as his chakra.
And then there were…those.
A familiar behemoth of a man in a beak shaped plague doctor mask that covered the entirety of his head, pinned casually beneath Isobu's massive hand and flailing about like a wild animal trying to get free beneath it.
…And another smaller, much more normal looking slim built man dressed in a green jacket, and a plague doctor mask the covered only half his face.
Rikiya…and Overhaul.
Overhaul swallowed heavily as they met eyes, the man just sitting almost listlessly on top of his chakra, "I-it's you…" he leaned back, fear and horror shining in his eyes, "…You…you killed me a-"
He never got to speak as suddenly Daiki's foot was on his face and burying his head into the chakra floor below, "Well hello there Chisaki," Daiki grinned, malevolently, "Welcome, to hell." he greeted, rubbing his foot all over the mans face.
"I don't know Daiki, I've been to hell once or twice," Isobu mused, amusement dancing in his eye, completely ignoring Rikiya beneath his hand, "You're much scarier than the demons down there."
"I've met some gods that would run in the other direction from you." Atlas Flame snorted, adding his own two cents.
"…Please tell me you're joking," Nana pleaded with them, she looked like she wished she could be anywhere but here. But she soldiered on and shook her head, turning to Daiki himself, "You should be careful. Their souls are manifestations of the quirks. If you kill them in here you'll lose the quirks as well. And you might damage the quirks themselves if you injure them too much."
….Motherfucker.
Daiki turned to her, though he didn't stop grinding his foot on Chisaki's face, "I'm almost surprised you aren't trying to stop me," he raised an eyebrow at her, "Aren't you some moral hero? If it weren't for what you just told me, I'd happily torture this fool."
Nana grimaced, "You really do look down on us heroes huh?" she sighed almost sadly, "I've already seen enough of you and been filled in enough by Isobu and Atlas Flame to know I won't be able to stop you no matter what."
…Huh. He didn't expect that.
Well whatever.
He took his foot off of Chisaki's face and watched the man grasp at his face, gasping now that he could breathe.
For all of a moment before Daiki wrapped his hand around the mans throat and lifted him into the air, "So I can't hurt you physically without screwing myself over?" he moved, ignoring as the man tried to choke and splutter something out, his eyes bulging. Daiki gave him a smile that was all teeth, "I don't need to torture you physically though, don't think for a second you'll get to have a nice peaceful after life after what you did to Eri." he said, the tomoe in his eyes swirling and dance with the desire to inflict pain.
With the facet of the Shinkugan he projected into the mans mind. With the facet of the Sharingan, he warped the inside of the mans mind, hypnotising him with ease.
And suddenly he was another completely different place, in a warped red and black world. And held afloat above him on a black wooden cross was Overhaul.
"Welcome to an eternity of pain and suffering." Daiki greeted him, a sword of pure darkness appearing in his grasp.
"W-wait I-i p-please! I-i'm so sorry foe what I-" Chisaki tried to plead, but was uninterrupted by the sword being jabbed through his throat. His eyes bulged almost out of his sockets as he was stabbed through the throat, gurgles of weeping pain splashing from his throat.
"Have fun." Daiki bid him goodbye, as dozens upon dozens of monstrous shadowy figures appeared from the darkness, forming all around Chisaki, all approaching him, violence and suffering radiating from them.
And then he left Chisaki's mind and returned to his own, holding the now comatose man left in genjutsu coma of pure torture.
"Enjoy your afterlife." Daiki told the comatose man, before thrusting him down into the depths of chakra below them and letting him go, allowing the comatose spirit to float down to the bottom.
Where he would be tortured for all eternity within his own mind. Well, at least as long as Daiki was alive.
"…What did you do to him?" Nana asked, grimacing again.
"Just a little illusion," Daiki smirked, "I trapped him in an illusion where he'll be constantly tortured within his own mind, nothing major to be honest. Any kid back home was exposed to stuff like this pretty early on to get us used to it." he added.
Nana gaped at him in horror, "…That's….that's horrible." was all she could say.
"But well deserved for this guy," Daiki shrugged, then looked to Isobu, "You want to hand your new toy over? I'll genjutsu him unconscious and toss him down there with his boss."
Isobu shrugged and tossed the behemoth of a man over towards, "HAHA RIKIYA FREE! ME SAVE MASTER OVERHAUL!" the man laughed gleefully as he flew towards Daiki, fists outstretched like Superman.
Daiki looked through his mask, into his eyes.
And he fell splat at Daiki's side a second later, completely unconscious. Before sinking below into the depths of his chakra and disappearing from sight.
Huh, was that guy dumber than before? Trauma from his gruesome death perhaps?
Well, not that it mattered.
"I'll need to keep in mind peoples souls come with their quirks I guess." Daiki mused, before shrugging and leaving his mind behind once again.
So many distractions!
Honestly, it was like the world was bending over backwards to protect that buffoon All For One from his fate.
And Daiki's fist tearing out his throat.
Sir Nighteye held a tissue tightly to his nose, pinching the bridge of it at the same time as he approached the remains of the Shie Hassaikai's base of operations.
It was horrible. The stench of death was obscene. Not only from the massive amount of blood and feces that stained the streets all around from Rikiya's remains-
But the sheer amount of corpses that littered the base remains. The vast majority of them were scorched black. Most likely from that massive lightning dragon that struck the area.
He inched around, taking in the sheer death around him, and paused as he came across two specific bodies that stood out more than the rest.
A girl, with a man in full costume curled over her protectively as if to shield her. Though of course he failed.
'Toga Himiko and Twice!' Nighteye's eyes widened in shock. Two members of the League of Villains?
His intel was correct then? The League of Villains had been reaching out to team up with the yakuza group?
And through this attack they had lost at least two of their members. Such a horrible waste of life…but regrettably to their benefit, especially with Toga dead. She was a mass murderer and known serial killer after all.
Whistling and steps suddenly echoed loudly and Nighteye whipped around just in time to see a young broadly built boy casually stroll up out of a hole in the ground.
Very young going by the face, no older than Midoriya. Tan skin as if he spent a large amount of time in the sun. Short spiky black hair. Tall of height for his age, approaching six feet tall, and with a very broad build and incredibly defined musculature that was plain to see with the way the boy was dressed. In just a tank top, shorts and a pair of sandals of all thing.
Why such an attire of all things?
He looked like a boy on his way to have fun at the beach, not someone who had just casually massacred a yakuza group.
Sir Nighteye tensed as the boy looked at him, his eyes immediately going to the gleaming silver blade hilts hanging over his back, just as Mirio reported-
And then the boy took his eyes off of him and…walked right passed him, completely uncaringly?
The boy began whistling again, completely uncaring of his presence, hands in his shorts pockets even as he walked away!
Nighteye tried to open his mouth. Tried to call after him, stop him-
But his voice was caught in his throat.
Something was pressing down on him, rooting him to the spot, forcing him there and keeping him from acting.
It was not fear.
No, nothing like that was effecting him.
It was something he recognised though. It was sheer presence. Sir Nighteye was well aware of the feeling. He had been in such presence before, every day even for a time.
When he was the sidekick of All Might.
But yet…even that presence, the presence of All Might. The greatest hero to ever exist. The symbol of peace and justice-
Was like a candle compared to a roaring bonfire in comparison to the presence just radiating from this young boy!
And so he could do nothing but stare as the boy walked away.
That was Nighteye wasn't it?
'The hell is up with that weirdo?' Daiki thought as he strolled away. The guy was just staring at him, not even talking to him or trying to stop him or anything.
What an absolute weirdo.
'So that's Toshinori's old side kick, huh?' Nana mused thoughtfully, 'Have you thought perhaps he was just terrified of you? He is surrounded by corpses of villains, of your own making without blinking an eye. It's most likely he planned to see what you were going to do, then attempt to flee.'
Daiki shrugged, honestly he didn't really care.
A thrumming noise up above drew his attention up, to see a helicopter circling above. A woman with a microphone in hand and a man with a camera in the back and their attention directly on the devastation he'd wrought.
Daiki smiled and waved.
"There he is!" he heard a shout, followed by, "He really is a kid! That's so crazy!"
Daiki looked over towards the voice, finding three figures rushing towards him. The biggest was a large, very rotund man in orange hoody. He was so rotund he was almost circular in shape, and following behind him was a muscular red headed boy and another, taller but slimmer with shaggy blue hair dressed in a white cloak.
'Oh hey I recognise them.' Daiki hummed with interest. The hero Fat Gum, alongside Kirishima and Tamaki.
Those two heroes in training following Fat Gum were friends of Deku and Lemillion.
"Sun Eater!" Fat Gum shouted.
And Tamaki jumped into action, whipping his hands out towards Daiki, massive tentacles sprouting forth and whipping towards him.
Oh right his quirk let him manifest body parts of anything he ate, right? 'I wonder if he could use the quirks of people if he became a cannibal?' Daiki wondered, casually weaving between each and every one.
While not moving a single inch. Or taking his hands out of his pockets.
…After he put them back in when he was done waving to the news reporters up in the helicopter.
'Honestly if he could, he could take a bite out of All For One and then use his own quirk to steal his quirk.' Daiki snorted at the mental image.
Then he moved.
And before any of the three of them could react, he was in front of 'Sun Eater', and chopped him across the back of the neck.
He dropped to the ground unconscious.
"So fast!" Fat Gum cried in shock, but to his testament as a hero, the massive rotund man launched towards him, belly first and arms stretched out wide as if to grab him.
Daiki punched him in the stomach. The fat belly curving inward round his blow, before the mans whole body lit up with glowing golden energy and his belly rapidly shrunk?
A moment later, what stood before Daiki was a full out emaciated blonde man, "I….couldn't absorb just that single….hit…..?" Fat Gum, or was it Skinny Gum muttered in pure shock and horror, before his eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he collapsed.
'What…the fuck?' Daiki just stared, completely stupefied as to what just happened.
No, seriously. What just happened? He even held back the a lot of his strength there.
"Faaaaat!" a scream of shock and worry made him look over his shoulder at the last member of the trio that went for him.
Kirishima.
The boy met his eyes, and he trembled.
Fear in his eyes. Fear locking him in place. He didn't even have his quirk activated.
…No what? Why. From the memories of Deku, wasn't this guy all headstrong and not supposed to be afraid of anything?
Well that was disappointing.
Daiki stared into his eyes and peered into his memories. He didn't really care about most of them and just dug into the memories of Fat Gum.
'Ah, he absorbs kinetic force using his fat.' Daiki learned. That was an interesting quirk. But, a poor match up for him with Daiki considering the sheer gap between their physical strength.
He'd basically used up all of his fat to try and absorb the force behind his punch so he could reflect it back at Daiki, but couldn't. even with Daiki holding back, he didn't have it in him.
'Which reminds me, I'm going to need to increase my weights again.' Daiki mused as he left Kirishima's mind. One hundred tons per limb was far too light for him now.
Honestly, with his previous weight, he'd assumed some kind of rubbery body, maybe some kind of elasticity like a bouncy castle or something.
…Not that.
Mistakes have been made.
He made a hand seal, before holding his hand out and focusing his chakra through his eyes, "Mythical Palm Jutsu." he declared, shimmering white chakra seeping out of his hand to sweep over the emaciated hero.
"What are you doing to Fat!?" Kirishima finally found his voice though, "Stop!" he roared, his quirk hardening bursting into bloom all over his body and lashing out with a heavy punch that smashed into the side of Daiki's jaw.
His head budged to the side all of an inch, before he thrust his cheek back into the boys fist, and sent him careening backwards, smashing into and through the ground, creating a relatively large crater with his body.
And not moving anymore.
'That should have been relative force.' Daiki mused, going by the memories he found in the boys head.
A moment later, he was done. Fat Gum was no longer emaciated, and looked more like a healthy, in shape rather muscular quite handsome blonde man now.
"That took a whole lot less chakra than I expected it would." Daiki mused, cutting off the technique.
'That's to be expected,' Isobu hummed, 'Quite frankly, and not to be insulting but compared to what you're used to back home, these people are lesser beings. Remember how much of our stored energy it took you to regenerate Shisui's corpse? It's like that, only in reverse I think.'
Was it?
So they cost less to fix up in the grand scheme of things, because they were simply that weak? Their potential peaks were simply that much lower than the people of his world?
Honestly, it sounded a bit off, but Isobu was far smarter than him, so he'd take his word for it.
Honestly, Fat Gum was just lucky that Daiki was used to the level of strength he was at now due to his multiple amplification modes, otherwise he wouldn't have had as good grasp on his strength and might killed the man by accident.
As it was, he'd done that to the man while limiting himself to half the level of strength he was at before he merged with Shisui's corpse.
'Now….off to Tartarus I suppose?' Daiki hummed in thought, taking his attention away from Fat Gum.
He ignored the dozens of heroes swarming towards him, shouts of shock at the destruction around him and the state he'd put Fat Gum in.
'The only problem is I don't know where it is.' he mused. He supposed he could just rip it from a higher level heroes head or something.
Honestly Fat Gum would probably work actually.
His eyes flickered up to the helicopter circling above, and a smirk formed on his face, 'Though, I can think of a much more fun way to go about it.' he thought, even as metal chains erupted from around the wrist of one hero and wrapped around him tightly, binding him.
"I've got him!" the hero declared victoriously, "Get him now! Take him down with everything you've got!"
"Right!"
A resounding cheer erupted from the mass of heroes, well over twenty of them by this point by Daiki's estimate.
Roars of flame, crackles of electricity, lances of ice, gouts of water, boulders of rock flew his way from all sides.
One guy even pulled a literal bomb from his chest and threw it at him.
Now, he could have stood still and took them all on the chin, without taking any damage to be honest. But, they would ruin his clothes.
So just as they were all about to strike him, he shifted his body into flame form and let them pass through him harmlessly, the chains around him melting away to nothing from the sheer heat in a split moment.
Though when the commotion of the attacks died down to show him completely fine-
"Impossible!"
"Not even a scratch!?"
"Then how about this!" one hero roared, shifting into the form of a massive bipedal black furred jaguar and punching Daiki in the face.
Said beastial hero then roared in pain stumbling back and clutching at his wrist.
It broke on his face.
Poor guy.
That was even a pretty cool quirk too.
Reaching up, Daiki flicked him on the nose. And the giant beastial hero, flipped ass over tea kettle and landed thirty feet away, unconscious.
"Jiggy Jaguar, noooo!"
Daiki blinked….that sure was a name that existed. Before he shrugged and clapped his hands together, using the integration he'd had of Isobu's chakra with his own properly, to fire off a very low powered Tailed Beast Shock Wave that erupted from his body in every direction and washed over all of the heroes around him.
Each and every single one of them went down pretty hard.
Now, there was a few things he wanted to try out. Specifically with Overhaul, but if he stopped to play around and experiment right now, he was just gonna get jumped by more heroes.
Not that they would accomplish much, but still.
Daiki eyed the helicopter above, before simply jumping and clearing the hundreds of feet between him and it in all the blink of an eye, landing on the side railing and pulling the door open, "Hey," Daiki greeted the inhabitants of the helicopter, "Mind giving me a lift?"
They screamed in fear.
Quite shrilly actually, backing up against the other side of the helicopter. At the same time the helicopter began to spin out of control because of the pilot's palpable fear of him as well.
Daiki rolled his eyes and looked said pilot in the eye as he stepped inside the helicopter, the tomoe in his eyes spinning, "To Tartarus my good man." he ordered, hypnotising him.
Sharingan hypnosis was useful like that. Unlike other types of Genjutsu it didn't require the target to actually have chakra. And it was oh so simple to do-
When he had added another two hundred clones to his training group in Isobu's dimension after integrating Shisui's chakra network with his own. For a total of five hundred.
'Man I've not even had time to celebrate properly yet.' Daiki shook his head. But he for sure would. He'd jumped not only massively in physical ability and gotten his hands on many more abilities, but even his chakra capacity had outright doubled!
The pilot calmed down almost immediately, and turned around getting the helicopter back in control, and off they went towards Tartarus.
"Well, that was fun wasn't it?" Daiki looked at the reporter and camera man, laughing lightly as he took a seat.
Of the two, the reporter lady was the first to find her nerve, "Who…are you exactly? There's a report of an S-class villain on the Hero Network, by Sir Nighteye, claimed to be a young teenager," she asked after taking a deep breath, "That giant man that exploded, the destruction of that home? Was that all you?"
Hmm, now that he noticed, the camera on the cameraman's shoulder was still rolling. Smart man.
The cameraman always survived after all.
"Technically yeah," Daiki just shrugged, reclining back on the chair within the helicopter with an easy smile, "I mean I blew up that Yakuza's place and killed the vast majority of them. But the big guy did that to himself. He had a quirk that lets him drain the strength and vitality of others and grow bigger and stronger. I'm just too strong though and just absorbing a tiny bit of my power caused him to grow that that big, then explode like a water balloon."
"…Oh…." was all the woman could say, "Are…you going to kill us too?"
Alrighty then here we do be be be back with the chapter of da 1 and 6 of the sixteen yay.
And Daiki learned something interesting. When he takes a dead persons quirk, the power of his chakra basically amplifies the quirk, turning it into a bloodline limit and then it basically acts as a tether to yoink the full part of their soul into him. Chisaki couldn't even escape Daiki in death, poor fuck. Though sadly Daiki can't physically torment him as he pleases because that could destroy the quirk.
Welp, there's some more to go over but I've got some stuff to do so gonna end off here, hope you guys enjoyed. And as always if you wanna read ahead for advance chapters of Systematic Shinobi, To Go Even Further beyond and others like this story that is at 20 or 21 chapters on the Pa-treon, well you know where to find them.
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