AN: Alright folks here it is, Canon is about to take a leap, The new timeline is opening up and there is nothing the TVA can do about it, I hope you enjoy this absolute wreck.

Today was the day, I had my overpowered and broken quirk and I knew exactly what I wanted to do, OneForAll, Kyudai Garaki, Tomura Shigaraki, Gigantomachia and the Nomu. All of them were going to die, Before anything in canon could even start, Hell even Midoria hadn't even discovered he was Quirkless yet, Which is a sticking point for the fans, Did his quirk get stolen by the good doctor? Because there was that Nomu that could absorb Endevour's fire and then throw it back, So, Maybe.

So, The plan is as follows, Summon a sword and imbue it with the power to instantly disintegrate OneForAll, Kyudai Garaki, Tomura Shigaraki, Gigantomachia and the Nomu. Then summon another to confirm their deaths, Then summon another to expose all the cruel deeds and evidence to the world. Simple, Straight forward. I'm practical and Autistic, I hate movies where they spare the villain, They always come back and more people die, Batman was awesome but the Joker had to go. I will suffer no archnemesis, If I can't publicly kill them, make sure they are no longer a threat to people.

Then we'll see how I am and then deal with all the other cannon villains, Muscular, The League of Villains members. The Meta Liberation Army will require more thought and nuance as their situation would cause a lot more notice and trouble in a more negative public reception and then the Shie Hassaika, Eri hasn't even been born yet so anything I do could just wipe her out completely, So I have to wait for Eri to be born and then delete Overhaul, The mafia boss had strong morals and wasn't even going to get into drugs until Overhaul stepped up.

But I'm getting off track, Time to focus. In order to summon I need intent, a clear motive and an objective, So a righteous and vengeful reason is good, OneForAll was an almost embodiment of evil, Kyudai Garaki experimented on children and people with no morals, Tomura Shigaraki would be around 10 years old now, He already has his many hands and was loyal to his "sensei", its too late for him, Gigantomachia mindlessly flattened two cities on his own and is blindly loyal to AllForOne and the Nomu's need putting out of their misery. And for all the deaths, The anime or manga only ever covered a fraction of deaths on screen, The civilian number must have been massive, thousands possibly even tens of thousands, People always forget that every building that gets knocked over probably had people in them, Not everyone can evacuate and a lot of the time, there was little warning.

"Summon: Sword Of Perdition"

A bright golden flash and a silver and gold longsword appears before me, ornate, decorated and elegant. A long silver blade, A curved golden crossguard and a pommel with a grip bound in matt black leather. It floated within arm's reach and I grabbed it, Instantly I felt the blade's power, its intent and focus and I could feel the target's locations.

"Smite."

And with a deep golden flash.

"Thump"

"Crack"

"Pshhhh"

The sword cracked and turned to golden dust, Its charge spent.

"Summon: Sword Of Confirmation."

A dagger, simple, A straight silver blade with no embellishment and guard with a matt black leather grip, It floated to my hands.

"Did any targets or fail-safes survive?"

"None survive or will revive my Angel."

"What?"

It spoke, the dagger spoke, A cold and distant voice, Like a bored machine. Then with no more time to question the existential nature of the small dagger, it cracked and turned to silver dust and was no more.

A few moments passed, The magnitude and ramifications settling over my mind, Cannon was gone, Evil was dead and the future was now as uncertain as it had been in my last life. A small sense of unease crept in and was then swept away.

'Focus, there is more to do.'

I now needed to expose the crimes to let people know what had happened, so let's do this, A gas leak in the Nomu lab, It was under a hospital, So if there was a small explosion it would be taken very seriously and be investigated and the lab exposed, the computers searched and the horror revealed.

But I need to be sure that It isn't covered up, I need someone who won't let it go quietly, I need someone rational. I need a hero who has a strong sense of ethics. I need Eraser Head, Time for the new laptop! One quick search for registered heroes finds one 19-year-old Aizawa Shōta, A newly debuted Hero, he already had lots of success, nothing of massive note, but back-to-back arrests and community notes, Personally he was the perfect hero to me, No accolades, no fuss, no attention, just helping people without even a thank you, because it was rational to do the right thing.

So now all I needed was a reason to get him to Jaku General Hospital, which was not even close to where he patrolled. Ah! I know! Let's drag Present Mic in! He's his best friend so let's get him visiting a friend and dragged Eraser Head with him when the explosion goes off.

SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT KUROGIRI!

Well I guess he'd be at the labs…..Which means he was one of the Nomu that got deleted. Well, they already thought he was dead, and was suffering as a Nomu and it was never even confirmed that he was fully recoverable. Well, I hope he's in a better place, Sorry Oboro. But I am already pushing everything I'm doing, And absolute power corrupts absolutely, I need restraint to stay grounded, So no reviving the dead. It's dumb and self-imposed, But I know that once I do it I won't be able to rationalise away doing it for everyone everywhere.

So I'm keeping the literal God-like powers in the back pocket and only using them for myself and the people I care about. If everyone found out I could revive the dead I'd never hear the end of requests from the globe demanding that I use my Quirk as it is selfish not to. I'm being selfish I know, I'm just not willing to save everyone in the world forever, I do not want to be AllMight, The Pillar of Justice holding up the country, I'll make a team for that.

I'm off-topic again!

"Summon: Sword of Change."

A shortsword, The blade rippled with rainbows under the silver surface, The hilt and grip moulding around my hand as I held it.

"Bring change."

This time the sword did not shatter, It instead faded from view and tangibility, Like fog as you approached it. There was no feeling of change, no ripple, no flash. It just did.

'Well then, what's next? Muscular was next.'

Well, let's just get him arrested right away. When He commits his first murder just have a hero with a flat-out counter quirk, just shut him down there and then.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

Now, The Meta Liberation Army, It started as a movement to keep quirk use to personal responsibility and an individual's rights of body autonomy, It was actually a very rational and agreeable ideology, It would have done a lot of good for the average civilian, However, Re-Destro usurped it into something twisted and antithetical to its origins and became a believer that strong Quirks should rule the world, He wants the weak to serve under the strong and does not hesitate to kill and torture people to achieve his goals. So he discriminates against "weak" Quirks or the Quirkless.

Which leads to the red shoes theory.

Rikiya Yotsubashi is Re-Destro, And he founded and owns Detnerat, Detnerat is a lifestyle company, It makes everything from clothes to furniture with the intent to accommodate every body type that Quirks can produce, They also accommodate the Quirkless, It comes off as a charitable act, As it is marketed for its features, Slightly wider base for comfort, It lets paramedics know for medical care as the Qurkless arnt as tough as "normal" people and get hurt a lot more often and the biggest feature? Price, The shoes are dirt cheap but tough, long-lasting and have a year's free insurance coverage if they break. So it's the only real go-to for Quirkless. The final feature? They are only available in red.

Isn't that nice of them?

A literal boobytrapped gift, And with society deciding that Quirkless are a bit of a taboo to talk about, no one says anything about them. Given a warning sign to wear from the get-go, It's no wonder most Quirkless don't hang around long. Because the stats are wrong.

But before I explain I have one thing to do first.

"Summon: Sword Of Memory."

A rapier, A silver double-sided blade, With a golden basket hilt and grip. I grabbed it, And I gained perfect recall. I can now perfectly remember everything, all the details I need, Studying will be a breeze now. But back to what I was talking about.

80% of the world's population has quirks. Emphasis on the world, It's not uniform per country, Each generation is roughly 30 years give or take, It varies per country and quality of life.

We know that glowing baby was born in the early/mid-21st-century. Let's say 2020 for evenness. If it has been 175/200 years, Japan's population had roughly doubled in 183 years giving us a rough population of 250 million people.

2% (japan pop. vs. world) of 20% (Quirkless people), gives us .4% of Quirkless people living in Japan.

But it gets worse.

Being born Quirkless gets rarer and rarer each generation. This means it's mostly the older people who make up that 20% who are Quirkless, If there are 3 living generations (youngest, middle age, grandparents), then we split into 6ths.

The oldest gen has 1/2 the Quirkless people, the middle has 1/3, and the youngest only has 1/6th.

This means that, in Izuku's generation, he'd have 1/6th of .4% of the world's Quirkless population, or about .06%. Multiply by 250 million.

There could be around 150,000 Quirkless kids in Japan. Roughly.

Even if my math is wrong, It still sets the tone.

Thats tiny.

And it was only going to get smaller as time went on, Society only saw them as a disability, unwanted and a taboo subject to bring up.

And not even AllMight said anything in their defence.

It was rigged from the start.

Not all men are equal.

But again. I've drifted from my point. What to do with The Meta Liberation Army. It would lose a ton of momentum if the leader dies, But it can't be a suspicious death, We don't want a martyr, So let's make it a mundane and lame death. Rikiya Yotsubashi/Re-Destro will make public speeches at times to advertise his company and such, So let's have him step off the stage, miss his step and break his neck, Instant death. Simple, straightforward, boring.

For the rest of the group, I'll just have them keep experiencing setback after setback, draining all the momentum and letting it die under its own weight.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

'Well, what's left?'

The remaining League of Villains, Most are kids right now, Magni, Compress and Twice are all about with Dabi in the wind. They never expanded on how he survived or what he did in the meantime, So for the most part they just need scooping up when they commit crimes and proper care shown to help them, especially Dabi. Endeavour was a real piece of shit and needed exposing so let's make that part of Dabi's changes, Real public and unavoidable, sympathy for the abused family and scorn for the flaming turd.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

Then there was Toga and Spinner. Spinner was ostracized for his quirk and then radicalised by The Hero Killer. There's not much I can do there, So let's give him more confidence in himself and a stronger moral compass, Let the insults just fall away so he can be happy.

Toga had some serious problems, She snaps due to being forced to repress her Quirk. So let's fix that. Have a hero come visit the school at a community event and notice something wrong and get her the help she needs to be a stable and happy person, maybe find work as a nurse as a walking blood bag, No murder, no madness, just happy.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

That's all the main cast, right?

No wait, Hero killer, Gets arrested for his first murder and goes to jail and gets the help he needs.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

What's left? I'm waiting for Eri to be born so that's just a timer in the background.

The movies. Kohei Horikoshi confirmed that they were cannon, So what are the threats?

I-Island only happens because David Shield makes the booster and his heist gets hijacked, To fix that I'm going to heal AllMight at UA, And even then The jumped up Magnito would have no AllForOne boost and be taken down faster anyway.

Nine never gets the AllForOne boost so he dies of his own Quirk and would never show up.

That leaves Humanize the insane green gas and the supposed quirk singularity, Which I can solve right now actually.

My plan, Limit how strong quirks can get to the current limit. There are tons of "strong" quirks right now, so let's set that as the limit, No more advancement, They can mix and fuse and change as they normally do, but no stronger.

No world-ending Quirks.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

Next, Well all those nut jobs had to die. The sheer horror I felt at the actual ramifications of the first 3 minutes is insane. The movie only shows a few select people on screen when the gas hits them, But the wide shot shows the whole city covered. They need to be exposed a WAY earlier and all of the gas destroyed. With a healed AllMight and me, it should be much smoother. So let's give the local Heros every advantage, All of Humanize's plans, layouts and blueprints get found by the Heroes and all of its members are arrested and stopped before they can do any of the insane Bioterrorism they were planning.

"Summon: Sword of Change."

"Bring change."

And it did.

That was it, Other than Eri, there were no more world-altering events to rewrite. It was all stuff that could be handled manually.

And it wasn't even 7:00 am yet.

I sat on my bed, I still had to go to Preschool in two hours.

I had rewritten the world and the known timeline from a child's bedroom.

So I did the only thing I could think of.

I laughed.

I laughed with the most full-body laugh I have ever had in both my lives at the sheer ridiculous of it. I knew this going to be ridiculous, I knew how absurd these powers were when I asked for them. To have wiped out all the major threats in the show in less than 15 minutes and sit in a complete lack of tangible aftermath was mind-bending. No great battle, no devastation and no burning cities, Just another calm Tuesday morning.

Nanny Michiko knocked on my door.

"Sakuma-kun Are you alright? What's going on?"

"Sorry Nanny Michico, I used my quirk to tickle myself."

"Ah ok then, If you are dressed come get some breakfast."

"Ok!"

After getting dressed I made my way to the dining room and sat for a breakfast Omurice with a smiley face. I also decided what I wanted to wash it down with.

"Summon: Knights Blood."

A six-inch sheathed dagger, But the handle was a potion bottle, Inside said bottle was a slow-acting Super soldier serum that would over time massively enhance me, Every part of my body would get the Captain America treatment, I would get taller, stronger, faster and smarter, My reaction time would sky-rocket and my body would keep up. I needed a way to slip it to Kyoka so she could get the full benefit too, Honestly If I just asked her to drink a super drink she'd probably drink it, No need to lie.

So down the hatch.

"Gulp"

Have you ever tasted a concept? No, me neither, But that absolutely tasted of sunshine.

The rest of the day went as smoothly as it always does, Played music with Kyo and Pink Girl, the group learned their numbers and letters and I gave Kyo her super secret magic drink, Knights Blood, Apparently it tasted like rainbows. However, what did not go the same was the end of the day.

Pinky and her Mum approached me at the end of class, Pinkys Mum knelt down to me and did the Christian cross on her body. If I ever needed a warning sign, there it was, She looked at me like she had found a trillion Yen just on the street.

"Angel-dono, It's a pleasure to meet you, Would you bless us with a visit to our home? We have so many sweets and treats there, There are some people who would love to meet you."

'Religious zeal detected, Run boi.'

'I need to nip this in the bud FAST.'

"I'm sorry, I have prior engagements and I'm not available, You were also trying to trick me into a meeting with your church members weren't you, That's not very Christian of you is it?"

If her eyes could get any wider they might have fallen out of her head, however she resolved the issue by SLAMMING her head into the floor in a picture-perfect dogeza. This caused a bit of a commotion, The caretakers were startled at the sight of an adult getting as flat as they could.

"PLEASE FORGIVE ME ANGEL-DONO! I HAVE SINNED! I'M SO SORRY FOR TRYING TO TRICK YOU!"

'Ow, my freaking ears! That was loud!'

The room proceeded to fall into a state of panic as caretakers saw exactly what was happening, Some children burst into tears at the shouting and other parents were shocked that such a thing was even happening. Pinky was all tears and shocked that her mother had become a blubbing mess on the floor, This was going to be some ridiculous trauma when she grew up, The caretakers proceeded to remove the Pinks from the daycare, while another took me and Kyo out to garden to calm down.

After a few minutes of questions, it was pretty clear that the Pinks weren't going to come back, ever, I felt bad for Pink Girl, It wasn't her fault that her Mum was a religious nut job but now she was going to be worse than ever, I think it may have been better to play dumb. Nanny Michiko arrived after a few minutes and had the whole situation explained to her, Nanny was mad is an understatement and once she confirmed my well being she was on the phone with my parents, You could feel the parental wrath over the phone from space. After that Pinky never came back, It was just me and Kyo then, Doing our little performances together for the group, Going to Kyo's house and playing with all the instruments, I spent more time at the Jiro's than at home, Papa Jiro would pick my brain for songs and we would all jam together, It was so much fun, But all the while something was bothering me, I would idly play a song for them only for them to say again and again that they had never heard of it and it was amazing that I coming up with so many.

Then I figured it out, I sat in my room with my laptop, Browsing Moodle, and found nothing. A complete gap in information, huge swaths of events I had grown up learning about in school in my past life were just not there, then I found a documentary, That covered the Quirk wars, two major international conflicts that occurred during the 23rd and 24th century, It flattened and smashed just about everything, So huge chunks of history were just deleted, most digital records were lost with only a few special government server bunkers surviving, but even then some 90% of all media was lost, So all people could do was make their own, and with only a small sample size of records to mimic or emulate everything was very similar and mediocre, most of it was about heroes and it got a bit dull after a while, There were break out musicians but it was few and far between, The reason the Jiros were doing so well as musicians were that somehow, both family sides had music in the blood, and had ancestors that kept memorabilia and instruments, Inspiring them to pursue music careers. Papa Jiro was a rocker boy turned composer, He made music for movies now and Mama Jiro had been a rock Idol and was still popular, The two of them had worked on a composition for an AllMight movie, Kyotoku fell in love with Mika's musical talents and married her, He took Mika's family name, Jiro. Damn romantic that Is right there.

So now I had a massive repository of all my favourite music in my head and no one had ever heard them, I now had a new objective to add to my Hero plans, I going to make music, But how do I do it without pulling too much attention, Oh I can do what Daft Punk, Deadmau5 and Marshmello did! I'll be anonymous, I'll hide my identity and never reveal it. Looking over at my fancy web cam an Idea struck me like lightning.

"Summon: Spear Of The Choir."

A golden spear, 5ft tall and embossed with musical notes and symbols, An ethereal strip of silver fabric floated in an unfelt wind.

I gripped it tight, and my world was music, An impossible symphony of every emotion rolled and swept against me as the knowledge of how to play every instrument flowed like a silk river into my mind, it was beyond beautiful, words failed me as I hear every instrument playing in perfect sync with each other, The universe was beautiful and this was its song.

And then it was over, Normalcy found me weeping for a moment, But now I knew how to make music in any way I wanted. I would need a way to record secretly for a good while, build a reputation before telling The Jiro's. Then get them in to help me produce in a more official capacity.

So what form should this take then, I took a while to browse online, There was only one big social media, It was an odd hybrid of YouTube and Twitter.

It was called The Branch and sending a message was called Branching out, I like it.

Videos and posts with the same tag would group and keep subjects together, It also seemed to be heavily moderated, You could also separate the message boards and video sections and only use one at a time if you wanted, It worked far better than it had any right to and was very instinctual.

You made one account for both sections and could link your posts together, It was very uniform and clean, Very efficient and very logical. So now I need to make two accounts, One for me and one for my music, I quickly made a real simple one for me in my name, I followed AllMight's obviously PR Team handled account then I followed Eraser Head's account, It was only posts on warnings and safety reminders.

I then followed Present Mic, whose last post was advertising his brand-new radio show, finally I grabbed a handful of news accounts to keep up to date. I set up my laptop to receive all the notifications from my personal account and left it there, Now I needed to set up my secret music account, a name, I needed a name, It had to be simple, catchy, roll off the tongue.

Do I make it Angel themed? Is that too on the nose? Is it too obvious, I won't be able to keep it secret forever, But it would lend to the Jiro's finding out faster.

Angel Beats.

Yes, It's stolen, but in this world the anime does not exist and the name is perfect. So now needed a logo, A quick hunt for a logo maker website and I had it. Gold text on a black background, with a pair of golden wings in the middle with the words on either side.

So with the profile made I now needed to make a song and I had the perfect idea for a good start, but how was I going to record it without being found, It's not like I had my own private tiny box studio.

No. I do, If this works I'm a genius.

"Summon: Dagger Of Illusion."

A matt black box with one wall missing, On top was a simple black leather bound grip sticking straight up.

It looked daft, But if this worked I was in business, I held the handle and focused and from inside the box, the music I was thinking of played, as well as a full illusion of what I was imagining.

I had a music video in a box.

I grabbed the camera and hooked it up to my laptop, It had come with simple recording software, so I was ready to go. I needed a stand-in figure, I couldn't use my image, I needed an alter ego. So I made one.

'I'll call you Diamond Eyes.'

I hit record.

(Rag'n'Bone Man - Human)

A simple abandoned building, bare stone, stood in the middle was a slim man, wearing black loose-fitting sweat pants, A black oversized hoodie, black gloves and shoes, Over his face was a featureless mask with gold diamond-shaped paint for eyes.

The song started and the video lingered on him for a while.

'I'm only human

I'm only, I'm only

I'm only human

Human (Human)'

And then his form shifted.

A child, an Old man, Diamond Eyes, A Lizardman,

A Young man in red Shoes, A Black woman and a purple-skinned woman

The form would shift through the song, making stops every other line.

But at the end of the song, A new figure was added.

"'Cause I'm no prophet or Messiah" - AllMight

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

"You should go looking somewhere higher" - Diamond Eyes

"I'm only human after all" - Black woman

"I'm only human after all" - Purple-skinned woman

"Don't put the blame on me" - A child

"Don't put the blame on me" - Lizardman

"I'm only human, I do what I can"- AllMight

"I'm just a man, I do what I can"

"Don't put the blame on me" - Young man in red Shoes

"Don't put your blame on me" - Diamond Eyes

The song and Illusion faded out.

After a little sound balancing, I was done, and posted it and went to bed.

I was not prepared for the absolute chaos in the morning.