All might: "EAT THIS!"

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Naruko: "I'm sorry but what?"

Naruko asked in pure disbelief as Izuku was currently frozen and Kurama in the background laughing like maniac.

All might: "In order to get my power you have to ingest some of my DNA that's how it works."

All Might sheepishly said while rubbing the back of his head.

Naruko: "Wow...never took you for a pedo All Might."

All might: "BLAGH!"

Said man coughed up blood in shock. Rumi snort holding her mouth, holding her laughter escaping and Kurama laughing even harder and started to wheeze.

All might: "WHAT?"

Naruko: "I mean, here you are having a boy take in some of your DNA after preparing him for months, seems kinda sus to me."

Naruko shrugged while All Might looked at him in disbelief. Rumi couldn't hold it in she burst into a laughter.

Rumi: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh god this comedy gold!

Izuku was still frozen.

Izuku: "I mean, I guess that's why you picked me up."

His eye was twitching.

Naruko: "Must have a freckle fetish too."

"Eh-ah-I-WHAT!? NO, THAT'S NOT-" POOF.' The sheer shock actually caused All Might to transform back to his skinny form. It had the added effect of making him look like an understuffed plush doll. Naruko's barely concealed chuckles made him scowl.

All might: "Very funny, young Naruko."

Naruko laughs and calmly stopped.

Naruko: Also why not put in a juice for he can slow it with ease and doesn't have to taste All spice you have on?

All might: How do you know what shampoo I use?"

Naruko: "All Might, I can smell it from here, plus, it's like the most American thing you could do...westaboo."

She mumbled out. All Might could only sputter. What happened to the nice young girl who respected his every word and stared at him in awe? The Naruko just enjoy messing with people and being cruel, is what her mother taught because is fun as hell.

Naruko swiped the hair from All Might's hand, rolling up her sleeve to reveal a storage seal, and with a quick flash, she summoned a bottle of mango juice. Grinning mischievously, she unscrewed the cap, dropped in the hair, and gave it a good shake, concocting what would forever be known as "Mango Might."

She then looked at an imaginary audience, yes—you, the readers or viewers. She held up the bottle with a flourish, her grin widening.

Naruko: "Introducing the Mango Might drink! For those who sip, it's like experiencing All Might's *Plus Ultra* power, pouring straight down their throats with that refreshing, All Might essence!"

All Might's jaw dropped in sheer disbelief as Rumi and Kurama in the background lost it, both howling with laughter.

Naruko continued her ad pitch, completely deadpan: "The ultimate thirst quencher, filling you up with a full load of All Might's *essence.*"

Then, tossing the bottle to Izuku, who caught it instinctively, she gestured for him to drink. Without a second thought, he downed it all in one go, hair and all. Finishing the last drop, he lowered the bottle, and Naruko smirked, hitting him with one final line.

Naruko: "So, Izuku, how's it feel to gulp down All Might's essence?"

Izuku, playing along and trying to keep a straight face, shrugged. "Honestly, it felt like... Plus Ultra in my mouth."

Turning back to the audience, Naruko added with a wink, "Make sure to ask your parents or any legal guardian to buy the drink...*may contain 0.01% of All Might.*"

All Might dropped to his knees, a gloomy shadow hanging over him. Naruko and Izuku finally lost it, bursting into uncontrollable laughter as All Might sighed in despair, realizing he might never live this down.

After a few minutes of laughter, Rumi wiped the tears from her eyes, grinning. "Almost peed myself, but it was totally worth it. I've never laughed that hard in my life."

Kurama, chuckling, added, "Ah, the joy of watching others suffer."

Naruko turned to Izuku, "So, how're you feeling?"

Izuku glanced at himself, shrugged, and replied, "Honestly, I just feel... normal?"

Naruko comically rubbed her chin, a light bulb appearing above her head. "Well then! Time for a test. Pull a Goku!"

Izuku took a deep breath, squatted down, and threw his arms out, attempting to power up with a loud yell. But nothing happened. Kurama and Rumi both sweatdropped as All Might watched, puzzled.

"Uh, what exactly is he doing?" All Might asked.

Rumi snorted, "Something from a pre-Quirk era anime. Don't ask."

Naruko scratched her head, "Hm, maybe it's just not working. Try Vegeta's style!"

Izuku nodded, took his stance, and let out a fierce yell in a perfect Vegeta style. Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed around them from the sheer force of his scream. Everyone shielded their faces, but Naruko stood firm, grinning widely. Kurama, equally impressed, grinned. "See? Vegeta's always been better than Goku."

Rumi muttered to herself, "Might be worth watching these pre-Quirk era anime."

Kurama nodded, "You should. I mean, we already have Magneto from comics out there causing mayhem."

Rumi blinked, surprised, "Wait, what?"

All Might nodded in agreement, "It's true. That villain Magneto has been causing quite a lot of trouble lately."

Back to Izuku and Naruko, Naruko grinned, "Alright, Izuku, give me your best shot."

Izuku hesitated. "I don't think I should..."

Naruko waved it off, "C'mon, I can handle it."

All Might frowned, "I really don't think that's a good idea..."

Kurama rolled his eyes, "It's fine. This girl's been killed twice already—once by a lightning-coated fist through the chest, and another time by a pile driver from hundreds of feet up, completely wrecking her spine."

All Might looked horrified, as did Rumi. She'd heard about the Chidori to the chest, but the pile driver was news to her.

Taking a deep breath, Izuku put on his serious face, activated his Quirk, and charged forward at full speed, his fist raised. "SMASH!" he yelled as he swung at Naruko.

A shockwave rippled through the air as he connected. When the dust settled, Naruko stood there with a wide, mischievous grin, holding a glowing red sword, blocking his punch with its flat edge. Izuku gaped in shock, but Naruko just laughed. "It worked! Though now I'm kicking myself for not shouting, 'It's over 9000!'"

Rumi had seen Naruko's swords before, but something about this red glow triggered her instincts. "Hey... what's with that sword?" she asked, suspicious.

"Oh, that's just her little keepsake from when she took over that demon dimension," Kurama replied nonchalantly.

Both pro heroes went dead silent, then turned slowly to stare down at Kurama.

"WHAT?!" they yelled in unison.

Back with Izuku and Naruko, she observed him with a grin, clearly impressed by his punch. "You're getting stronger," she said, noticing the potential of One For All. Still, she couldn't help but recall the doomsday quirk theory she'd once heard: with every generation, quirks would evolve and combine, growing more and more uncontrollable.

Naruko's grin suddenly shifted to a more sinister expression, causing Izuku's smile to waver. "Wait, hold on... holding back?" he asked, confused.

Before he could finish his sentence, Naruko's fist connected with his face, sending him flying.

The scene cut to the Uzuchiha apartment, where Izuku lay on the couch, groaning and covered with ice packs on various parts of his bruised body. At the dining table, Naruko sat with Sasuke, Rumi, and All Might.

Rumi, still perplexed, asked, "Since when did you have a sword from... hell?"

Naruko corrected her, "It's not from hell. It's from another realm that's similar to hell, but it isn't exactly that."

Sasuke, who had been listening quietly, interjected. "I knew about the sword, but I always thought it was related to the Kyuubi."

Naruko sighed and explained. "I don't have an exact name for it. That other dimension is full of demons and other nasty stuff. I stumbled into it through a breach—maybe it was connected to Kurama's chakra. Even though he's not demonic in origin, his chakra might have similar properties."

She paused for a moment, thinking back. "It looked like purgatory, but time moved differently there."

Izuku, who had slowly sat up from the couch, interrupted. "So, it's kind of like Limbo from the Marvel comics... where that girl, Magik, is from?"

Naruko nodded and corrected him. "You mean Illyana Rasputina, a.k.a. Magik. But yeah, it's kind of like that."

Rumi tilted her head, intrigued. "Who's Magik?"

Naruko's eyes lit up, always happy to share her knowledge of pre-Quirk era comics. "Magik is a mutant from Marvel. Her real name is Illyana Rasputina, and she's the sister of Colossus. She has the power to teleport through Limbo, a hellish dimension she rules over. Limbo's time and reality are warped, and Magik uses it to create spells and wield a soul-infused weapon called the Soulsword."

Rumi nodded slowly, processing all the information. "Huh. Sounds wild. And this Limbo dimension is similar to the place you ended up in?"

Naruko confirmed, "Exactly. Only difference is, the demons there were very real, and I had to carve my way through quite a few to survive."

All Might, still catching up with everything, rubbed his temples. "This world keeps getting stranger and stranger..."

Izuku groaned from the couch, wincing. "I think... I'm starting to understand why you're so strong."

Naruko shot him a playful grin. "Damn right. And that's why you'd better keep up, Izuku!"

Everyone laughed, with even Kurama chiming in from within Naruko.

Izuku blinked, processing everything Naruko had just revealed and asked, "Wait... so if Magik rules Limbo because she defeated the previous ruler, wouldn't that make you the ruler of that demon dimension since you killed its former master?"

Naruko paused, her eyes widening as realization hit her. She smacked her forehead, "Oh my god, I totally forgot about that! You're right! I did kill the old ruler, which means I technically inherited the throne. I even have my own throne room and everything! I remember making this dramatic entrance with my clothes burning away and forming a whole new set. How did I forget that?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, disbelief etched on his face. "How can you forget something that specific, Naruko?"

Naruko shrugged casually. "Eh, just another Wednesday," she replied, prompting Sasuke to give her a deadpan stare.

All Might, intrigued and slightly worried, leaned forward. "Hold on—new clothes? What do you mean by that?"

Naruko stood up from her chair, a mischievous grin forming. "Let me show you," she said, stepping back to give herself some space. She summoned her demon sword, raising it high into the air. Flames erupted around her, and the sudden burst of fire startled the pro heroes, Sasuke, and even Izuku, who watched in shock.

As the flames engulfed her, Naruko's usual attire began to burn away, replaced by an intimidating yet captivating armor. It clung to her body with a mix of sleek, black leather and enchanted metal plates that shimmered with an eerie, sentient glow, pulsing with the raw magic of the hellish dimension she now ruled. The top of the armor hugged her lithe, muscular form, featuring a striking, arcane-cut "boob window" framed by her hardened breastplate, adding both allure and demonic flair to her appearance.

Her lower armor was just as daring, with a high-cut, thong-style bottom that highlighted her sculpted backside, designed with intricate leather straps and runes etched into every detail. Her thigh-high boots—crafted from jagged, demonic metal—accentuated her muscular legs, each step echoing with an intimidating clank.

Her gauntlets ended in clawed fingertips, embodying her as both a spellcaster and a fierce warrior. Demonic pauldrons adorned her shoulders, etched with runic symbols that pulsed with dark energy. Her whole look was completed by a tattered, shadowy cape trailing behind her like the torn wings of a fallen angel. Chains and spiked accents draped across her, a reminder to all that she was the embodiment of Limbo's dark forces, both a queen and a weapon forged from its deepest nightmares.

Image link: Magik / artwork by Leonardo Matos and Kris Therion (2017) The X-Men's all powerful resident magic-woman in one of the most... – comicsforever on Tumblr

(Imagine Naruko with her and her seal showing her as well)

All Might's jaw dropped, his face a mix of awe and horror. Rumi, equally stunned, muttered, "Holy... that armor is... something else."

Sasuke rubbed his temples. "Of course your armor would be as extra as you are."

Kurama, from within Naruko, snickered. "Heh, the look suits you, Queen of Demons."

Naruko smirked and struck a pose, her armor radiating an aura of raw power and sensuality. "So, what do you guys think? Sexy and deadly, right?"

Izuku, despite the awe and intimidation, couldn't help but gulp nervously. "That... definitely looks like the armor of a queen who commands respect and fear..."

Rumi's eyes sparkled, curiosity piqued. "I think I really need to watch these pre-Quirk era shows and read those comics you keep mentioning. If they're half as wild as you are, they must be good."

Kurama nodded, adding, "Trust me, you'll enjoy them. Plus, we already have a villain in real life inspired by those comics."

Rumi looked at Kurama, shocked. "Wait, really? Who?"

All Might, his face grave, agreed. "Yes, it's true. The villain calling himself Magneto has been causing chaos all over."

Rumi's eyes widened in disbelief. "How did I miss that?!"

Naruko glanced back at Izuku, her warm smile still in place. "Alright, Deku. Ready to train even harder?" she asked, her voice brimming with playful enthusiasm.

Izuku, snapping out of his momentary awe, nodded fiercely. "Yes! I'm ready, Naruko!"

As Naruko and Izuku continued their conversation about upcoming training, Sasuke found his gaze lingering on Naruko a little longer than he intended. Her new demonic armor accentuated her toned, physique, and the way it shimmered with an arcane, sentient glow gave her an air of both danger and allure, especially her tight ass in that armor. He quickly realized he was staring, but before he could tear his gaze away, he noticed Rumi and Kurama smirking at him.

Rumi raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a mischievous grin. "Caught you, Uchiha," she teased, her voice laced with amusement. Kurama, from within Naruko, snickered in delight.

"Looks like the great Sasuke Uchiha is a bit distracted," Kurama chuckled. "Can't blame you, though. Our Naruko does look pretty good in that armor, doesn't she?"

Sasuke's face turned a deep shade of red, and he quickly looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment. "I-I wasn't staring," he mumbled defensively, but the blush gave him away.

Rumi and Kurama exchanged a knowing look and burst into laughter, thoroughly entertained by Sasuke's reaction. Rumi shook her head, still grinning. "Oh, come on, Sasuke. It's okay to admit it. Naruko's looking pretty badass—and, well, eye-catching," she added with a playful wink.

Sasuke groaned inwardly, wishing he could vanish on the spot. Naruko, still focused on her conversation with Izuku, seemed blissfully unaware of the teasing going on behind her. But the way her armor hugged her body and the confidence she exuded only added to the Uchiha's predicament. He sighed, resigning himself to the fact that it really was just another chaotic day when Naruko was around.

U.S.A.

Somewhere in the United States, in a dimly lit, high-tech laboratory, the quiet hum of machines filled the air. Dr. James Carver sat hunched over a sleek, holographic keyboard, his fingers flying across the glowing keys. The scientist's lips curved into a satisfied smile, and he let out a soft chuckle, speaking to himself with an almost giddy excitement. "After years of research, trials, and setbacks... finally, my vision is a reality," he muttered, the words carrying an electric sense of triumph.

In front of him lay a gleaming, humanoid robot, its polished metal exterior designed with sleek efficiency and precision. The robot's form was a fusion of power and elegance, with segmented armor plating that covered its synthetic frame. The robot's eyes were dark, unlit, as Dr. Carver made final adjustments to its programming.

With a decisive click, he pressed a key on his console. "It's time," Dr. Carver declared, anticipation bubbling within him.

The robot's systems roared to life. Its eyes, previously dim, flared a brilliant blue. Energy coursed through its frame, causing servos to whir and plates to lock into place. The machine sat up, then stood from the table, every movement graceful and eerily human-like. It turned its head, focusing its gaze on Dr. Carver, as if acknowledging its creator for the very first time.

Dr. Carver's heart raced. His decades-long dream of creating a sentient, anti-Quirk defense unit had finally come to fruition. He stepped back, his hands clasped in exhilaration, and returned to his computer, preparing to give the robot its official designation.

Before he could type anything, the robot spoke, its voice smooth yet resonating with a synthetic cadence. "Dr. Carver," it said, its gaze steady and curious, "May I choose my own name?"

Dr. Carver's eyes widened, not in alarm but in amazement. The artificial intelligence he'd developed was more intuitive and self-aware than he had dared to hope. He turned back to the machine, his analytical blue eyes lighting up with pride. "Of course," he replied, his voice tinged with awe. "You may choose your name. What would you like it to be?"

The robot tilted its head slightly, as if deep in contemplation. Its blue eyes began to shift, glowing a deep, otherworldly purple. After a moment of silence, it spoke once more, its voice carrying a newfound determination. "My name," it declared, "is Nimrod."

Dr. Carver's smile broadened, and he leaned back in his chair, savoring the moment. The name carried weight, a sense of power and purpose that matched the robotic guardian standing before him. "Nimrod," Dr. Carver repeated, his voice brimming with pride. "A fitting name for the protector of humanity. Welcome to the world, Nimrod."

Nimrod's purple eyes pulsed with energy, a flicker of awareness and intelligence that hinted at the machine's immense potential. "Thank you, Dr. Carver," it said. "I am ready to fulfill my purpose.

to be continued...

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