— "You can't become a hero without a quirk..." — these words echoed in Izuku's mind more than a dozen times in the last hour. Yes, such a statement could be heard, if not from everyone, then certainly from most people alive at the moment. Ha... What's there to hide? Every student and teacher in his school seemed to feel obligated to "hint" at his helplessness, regardless of whether he asked or not. But even despite almost ten years of humiliation, Izuku still remained true to his dream... Until today...

It was here, on this roof, that young Midoriya asked the main question that had tormented him his entire adult life. "Is it possible to become a hero without a quirk?" And this question was addressed not to just anyone, but to the number one hero himself, All Might! At that very moment, Izuku was filled with false hope for a positive answer...

— Am I just a fool for thinking that I had a chance to become a hero?! — He exclaimed in the historian.

— "You want to become a hero? All you can do is pray and hope that you'll have a quirk in your next life! So my advice to you is, jump off the roof!" — It was hard to believe that such words came from the mouth of his once best "friend", Katsuki Bakugo. At first, Izuku tried to justify the other teenager's providence by saying that he simply had a hot temper. After all, he wouldn't seriously suggest committing suicide... Right?

In that same second, Midoriya realized. Katsuki Bakugou is not his friend! After all, would a friend humiliate him physically and mentally for every word he said that was not to his liking? Would he set his classmates on him? And most importantly... Would a friend tell you to commit suicide? No! No! And no!

If he had the power... The power that allowed him to put all his offenders in their place! Even the symbol of peace itself! Then he... He... WOULD HAVE DESTROYED THEM ALL!

The flashing thought would have made his past self shudder, but now, being enlightened, it only made Izuku break into a light, anticipatory smile... he knew exactly why he was here.

"Katsuki Bakugou..." he muttered quietly, taking a step forward. "Thank you for the advice..."

The last thing Midoriya could think of before his body hit the concrete was hatred... Hatred for the rotten system... Hatred for Katsuki Bakugo... Hatred for all the hypocritical scum around him...

It was this hatred before death that attracted the essence of a certain God of Chaos, looking for a new vessel...

Unicron gritted his teeth in an attempt to suppress a groan of pain. His new vessel in the form of a teenager's body was too weak, which is why he had to seal most of his barely restored powers. This was necessary in order not to cripple (or destroy) the already damaged body.

"I will need time to restore and improve this pathetic human flesh..." - Unicron thought bitterly.

Particles of dark energon have already begun to work on restoring the damage caused by the fall. The process took less than five minutes, but this time was enough for the Ancestor of Chaos to view all the memories of the body's past owner.

The world he entered was inhabited by the same people as in the past, however, one of the main differences was the presence of supernatural abilities in a large part of the planet's population, which were dubbed by the common people as "Quirks".

It all began in China, when one fateful night a glowing child was born. Over time, similar phenomena began to be repeated in other countries until they finally became commonplace throughout the world.

As you might guess, people began to abuse their powers. The number of robberies, murders, and terrorist attacks per year soared to catastrophic figures, which is why the state had to conduct its economy in a new type of activity - heroism.

At the moment, eighty percent of people have super powers. And the remaining twenty are forced to drag out a miserable existence in the shadows of the owners of quirks.

- "Curious..." - what he saw made the current lips of Unicron twist into a sadistic smile. - "Time to crush a couple of bugs."