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It was meant to be a simple trip to the USJ (Unforeseen Simulation Joint). There, Class 1-A was meant to do rescue exercises. However, things didn’t go according to plan when a small army of villains showed up thanks to a warping Quirk.

Upon seeing the villains, Aizawa aka Eraserhead ordered the students to stand back before jumping into the fray and fending off the villains around him. Meanwhile, 3 villains, an amphorous dark cloud wearing a suit, a bird-like creature that was heavily muscled and very tall, a man whose costume consisted of a lot of fake hands, and a woman with white hair wearing a white kimono and a cyan hakama.

“It appears that All Might isn’t here,” the woman said. “I’m wondering if it involves the news from this morning…”

“What do you mean?” the handsy villain asked the woman.

“Don’t you pay attention to the news, Shigaraki?” the woman asked sharply. “He was busy saving people for quite some time this morning. And if your master is to be believed then All Might might just be weakened enough that we can win.”

“You could be helping them,” Shigaraki muttered, motioning towards the villains that Eraserhead was taking down quite easily.

“And waste my precious time on a group of thugs?” the woman scoffed. “Not likely. Besides, I am aiming towards the next generation, not the old. After all, it is much kinder than what you have in store for them.”

“You seem to be on a high horse, Priestess,” Shigaraki stated, getting irritated with the woman.

“While I may be a part of the League of Villains, a life is a life,” the woman now known as Priestess retorted. “Even if my Quirk is a form of suffering, it is far kinder than straight out making them decay. Slowly I might add.”

“I don’t know why I even recruited you,” Shigaraki muttered.

“Because I have taken down dozens of Pro Heroes without taking a single life,” Priestess reminded him. “Permanently, I might add.”

“But it still isn’t perfect,” Shigaraki told her.

“Of course not,” Priestess waved him off. “No one is perfect.”

“You really should enact your plan, Priestess,” Shigaraki told the villainess. “You are quite the boss for this game.”

Priestess just smirked.

With the students

As the students began to evacuate, the black cloud warped in front of the door with Priestess right beside him. Thirteen got in front of the students, wanting to protect them.

“The next generation of heroes, so full of dreams and ideals,” Priestess said. “Completely unaware of the real world.”

The cloud looked at Priestess with its large yellow eyes.

“Oh come now Kurogiri,” the villainess said. “ Can’t I admire them a little? If only for their naivete?”

“All Might was supposed to be here today,” Kurogiri stated, turning to look at Thirteen. “But I see no sign of him.”

“Most likely rescuing old women and saving cats from trees,” Priestess said and her tone suggested she was amused. “It doesn’t matter though, word might spread to him if we are lucky.”

The villainess began to clap her hands together as if she was about to pray.

“Wait! You’re Priestess!” Thirteen exclaimed in shock.

“That I am,” Priestess unclasped her hands, before lifting up her right hand and her fingers began to glow red. “Unfortunately for you.”

Thirteen looked at her in shock, before turning to the students, “Don’t let her fingers touch you!”

“What? Why?” asked one of the male students by the name of Izuku Midoriya.

“Oh yes,” Priestess said happily. “Someone asks that question. Now I’m obligated to give you the chance at experiencing my Quirk!”

Her glowing fingers then suddenly extended and pierced five students so fast that none of them could react. Not even Thirteen. One of them hit Izuku, another hit a black-haired girl with a ponytail named Momo Yaoyorozu, a third hit blond with a tail named Mashirao Ojiro, a fourth hit Ochaco Uraraka, and the fifth hit an invisible girl named Tooru Hagakure.

‘ Did I get five ?’ Priestess thought. ‘ Wait, one of them is invisible… Interesting .’

The five students dropped to their knees in shock as Priestess’s fingers returned to normal.

“You have thirty seconds, Kurogiri,” Priestess told him. “There is a 4% chance of them fighting back when they enter the Feral Stage.”

Priestess was then caught off-guard by Kirishima and Bakugo, a red-haired male and an ashen-blond respectively went in for the attack. The villainess managed to dodge Kirishima, but Bakugo delivered an explosion to her face. Priestess, however, recovered quickly from the attack.

After she got up from the explosion, Priestess said, “I would show you my Quirk, but I cannot use it for another 24 hours. And choosing to attack me rather than the cloud is a very smart idea.”

Bakugo began to sweat as Kurogiri covered the area the students stood in a black clouded dome and warped them to different areas around the USJ. However, many students managed to not get warped, three of them including Iida Tenya, Ochako Uraraka, and a student named Rikido Sato.

“So some of them managed to avoid my Quirk,” Kurogiri stated.

“And only one of the ones who I hit with my Quirk was saved,” Priestess said, upon noticing Ochako was still there.

“Will she attack?” Kurogiri asked.

Priestess thought about it for a moment.

“Let’s see, if I am correct I used my ring finger,” the villainess muttered, her finger glowed then began to glow and Priestess went on to say, “She will attack, but not indiscriminately. Such a shame. It would have been nice to see a new villain on our hands... Oh? Now, this is interesting...”

“I’ve been counting,” Kurogiri told her. “And it’s past 30 seconds.”

Ochako was still in Iida’s arms when she suddenly jumped up and began to attack Priestess starting with a punch, but Priestess managed to dodge her attacks.

“I know you can’t hear me,” began Priestess as she dodged another attack. “But all you have is a Quirk and if you can’t touch me, then you can’t do a thing.”

Priestess then proceeded to knee the teen girl in the chest.

'I'm lucky she doesn't have her sword in this life or things will really be difficult,' Priestess thought to herself.

“One of you must restrain her!” Thirteen announced. “She is not in the right state of mind and will hurt herself going forward.”

“I got her,” Hanta Sero, a student who wrapped Ochako up in tape that came from his elbows, said.

“Wise choice,” Priestess commented. “My Quirk put her in a feral state of mind and she was overwhelmed by it. As such, due to this life and its influences combined with my quirk’s power, she sees us as threats to her friends so she will attack us to protect you all.”

“What did you do to her?” demanded Iida.

“Well, you see,” the villainess began, but before she could continue an explosion interrupted her at the shipwreck zone. She then looked at Kurogiri and said, “You sent one of my victims there.”

“I did,” Kurogiri confirmed.

“Oh! Then I guess I should see who it is,” Priestess stated. “It should only take a minute.”

Her thumb began to glow blue.

“This one can now focus a strange mystical energy,” Priestess stated. “I wonder if that would change her Quirk..."

Mountain Zone

Two students watched as their friend Momo Yaoyorozu was defeating villains left and right with martial arts and with the firing of dark red orbs that, in a past life, were called Gandr Shots.

“How is she doing this?” a boy named Denki Kaminari asked.

“I don’t know, but something is very wrong here,” a girl named Kyoka Jiro commented.

“What do you mean?” Kaminari asked.

“Yaoyorozu!” Jiro called out to her friend.

It didn’t work, however, as Yaoyorozu was too focused on her task of taking out the villains around them.

“Oh yeah!” Kaminari snapped his fingers in remembrance. “She was hit with that weird Quirk!”

“And you just now remembered?” Jiro asked.

Back at the entrance

Priestess’s index finger glowed blue.

“Oh my,” Priestess muttered. “That is very interesting... two people having the control of the same type of mystical energy... And they both led interesting lives.”

Fire Zone

Ojiro was single-handedly taking down villains left and right with inhuman strength and speed. All they could see was a blur and when they did catch a glimpse at the teen’s face, they saw a wild, savage grin and a wild look in his eyes that reminded them all of a wild beast that cannot be tamed.

“He’s one of Priestess’ victims isn’t he?” one of the villains asked no one in particular.

“Yes, he is,” one of the other villains responded.

Ojiro then slammed into another villain, before jumping up and threw a villain into a building causing it to fall and bury the villain in a burning pile. He then turned to look at the villains and smirked before running towards them once more.

Back at the entrance

“No, not him,” Priestess muttered as her pinkie began to glow blue. “What the... This is what she was?”

Landslide Zone

Shoto Todoroki was stumped when he saw his invisible classmate take down so many villains just by touching them. They appeared to be either paralyzed or dead because they were so still.

He grabbed one of the villains that were trying to escape by freezing him in ice.

“You’ll explain what is going on now!” Todoroki told him.

“I think this is Priestess’ doing!” the villain exclaimed.

“Priestess?” Todoroki asked.

Another villain then was taken down but this one was definitely dead as their neck was clearly broken.

Back at the entrance

“... Nope,” Priestess stated after a moment of silence. “Definitely not the one in the Shipwreck Zone.”

There was yet another explosion, but this one was followed by something falling from the, well the ceiling and it landed right in front of the two villains. It was a shark-like villain and they had what looked like multiple stab wounds and a gaping hole in their chest cavity.

“What did you unleash, Priestess?” Kurogiri asked, a hint of fear flowing through his system.

“I-I don’t know Kurogiri,” Priestess said. “It’s my middle finger. The boy that asked why my fingers should be avoided. I’d rather not have to flip myself off, but it looks like I have no choice.”

(Play Last Stardust by Aimer to appreciate this next part)

Her middle finger glowed blue as she gazed at it. But then she screamed. The students and Thirteen looked at the villainess in surprise, while Kurogiri looked at her in concern. He had known her as an acquaintance for quite some time and he had only seen her like this only twice before. So shaken by her quirk that when she had returned to the bar that operates as the League of Villains hideout, she had practically demanded some booze from him.

“I have unleashed a monster!” she exclaimed. “A monster that no one can stop! A monster with no hesitation or doubt in his course of action! A monster who walked through hell just to find happiness in the hands of a man who saved him from that hell! All of his skills, everything he knows he trained himself in. He is the incarnation of war itself! The feral stage alters the body for skills gained through life, reflexes from his past are now so ingrained that nothing can disrupt them! Not only that, but the same energy that is now flowing through each of the others is now flowing through him and much like them, he can even use it! How is that even possible?!”

Everyone turned to the shipwreck zone and watched as Izuku jumped from villain to villain launching off their shoulders before summoning a bow in mid-air and launching explosive arrows killing dozens of villains as each one hit their marks and sending fish guts everywhere.

“I am not joking when I say that he will become the strongest hero on the planet! He was just a third-rate, weak child! How is this even possible?! The Hero of Wrought Iron is now reborn in a world where it is possible to achieve his dream! And no one can stop him!”

(End Last Stardust by Aimer)

Priestess then ended her rant as she broke into laughter of madness

Chapter Text

Before Priestess's breakdown, Shipwreck Zone

In the Shipwreck Zone, we find our least favorite pervert Minoru Mineta, our favorite frog Quirk user Tsuyu Asui, and our favorite green-haired hero Izuku Midoriya. Due to the warp, the three had fallen in the water and Tsuyu managed to get herself and Minoru into a nearby boat. She failed to get Izuku, however, because the second stage happened.

You see, Priestess's quirk comes in stages. Stage 1 is the Catatonic stage, in this stage, the affected target's soul is awakened and the memories of the most recent of their past lives are brought to the forefront and begin to affect the person targeted by the quirk, this stage lasts for 30 seconds.

Stage 2 is called the Feral Stage. In this stage, the target goes into a state of fight or flight that is made up of instincts of their past life. Only 4% of all targets fought back as most of those who were hit by the quirk had run away and hidden away from danger. Out of that 4% though, only 75% actually fight back against their enemies as they recognize their allies and loved ones, the last percent, however, attack everyone in sight whether they be hero, villain, or even civilian.

Now then, we have established that Izuku Midoriya is not like this. So what does he do when he notices a shark-like villain swimming towards him? He instinctively focuses on this new power he feels running through his veins as neon green lines that look similar to circuits appear along his body and kicks his legs under the water launching himself up into the air.

In mid-air, he spins once before performing a superhero landing on the deck of the boat where his two classmates were safe.

"W-what?" Minoru asked, his eyes wide. "How did you do that Midoriya?!"

Izuku just looked at the grapist who backed up at the look in his eyes. Turning back to the villains in the water, the green circuitry reappeared on his body and he summoned close to fifty blades before launching them at the group of villains, a few of them hitting their marks but also causing explosions and launching multiple into the air. He then jumped upwards and with a black matte bow appearing in his hand and an arrow in the other, he notched the arrow onto the bow and several cracks crisscrossed the arrow. It had become broken. He then launched the arrow at a shark-like villain sending him towards the entrance where it landed at the feet of Priestess and Kurogiri.

"How is he doing this?" Mineta asked. "I-I thought that his Quirk was super strength!"

"So did I ribbit," Tsuyu said. "It might have been because of the Quirk he was hit with earlier."

"Oh yeah!" Mineta said. He then jumped into her arms when another explosion rang out. "You know, for a frog, you have nice boobs."

This got him thrown into the deck of the ship.

At the entrance after Priestess's rant

"I unleashed a monster!" Priestess exclaimed. "A monster that shows no mercy to his enemies and will do whatever it takes to save even one person!"

It was during this that Iida, ordered by Thirteen, ran off to go get help. Kurogiri and the rattled villainess didn't notice this until it was too late.

After what seemed to be several minutes, Kurogiri demanded, "What is this about unleashing a monster?"

"Never mind that!" Priestess told him, finally calming down after what felt like several minutes. The villainess felt her phone vibrate as if she was getting several messages and she then realized something. "He was already taken out? I wonder if anyone noticed..."

The villainess took deep breaths to calm herself even further before saying, "Now then, we need to target the biggest threat here."

"The monster that you unleashed?" Kurogiri asked.

Priestess nodded and a second one landed in front of them but this one was missing an arm and a leg.'

"Projection..." Priestess explained.

Kurogiri looked at her in confusion.

"He can summon swords from an inner world of his," Priestess went into more detail.

Everyone now looked at her in shock and skepticism.

"I know that sounds crazy, but so is his entire world! He fought against people of legend!" Priestess exclaimed, her hands shaking in both awe and fear. "A third rate going against people like Hercules and even his future self! Summoning legendary heroes to fight for an omniscient wish-granting device that can grant any wish that anyone wants! Money, beauty, fame, whatever you want, the Grail can grant it to you!"

"Should we, uh, should we do something?" Sero asked, looking at the villain as if she had lost it.

"This might be our one and only chance," Mina, a girl with pink skin and eyes with black sclera, whispered to him. "While she is distracted and while the misty guy is distracted by her as well."

Priestess then perked up and said, "I remember now! I know his weakness!"

"And what would the weakness of the, as you said, 'Monster that no one can stop?'" Kurogiri asked her.

"What does a hero do?" Priestess replied to his question with another question.

"They save people," Kurogiri stated.

"Exactly," Priestess replied with a sly smirk on her face. "So all we must do is put the others in danger and give him a choice to make."

"And that would be?" Kurogiri asked her.

"Use that mindless beast over there on the students and force him to make a choice," Priestess told him motioning down the steps to the giant bird-like creature. "To either save his fellow classmates or to save his teacher."

Kurogiri nodded at her assessment of the teen's past life before opening up a portal. Out of the portal, came Izuku Midoriya who unsummoned his bow and summoned two swords, one was white and the other was black.

"Midoriya Izuku," Priestess said. "I am here to give you a choice. Either fight us and save your classmates or fight the beast down there to save your teacher. Either way, people are going to die."

Izuku narrowed his eyes and looked at both the villains in front of him and towards the monster down below. Before he could move, however, tape wrapped around Priestess immobilizing her.

"Go!" Sero shouted at him. "We got them. You just take care of the big guy down there!"

But just as he said this, a scream was heard down below and Thirteen shouted, "No! Aizawa!"

Taking care of the distraction, Kurogiri warped himself and Priestess away from the students and back to Shigaraki's side.

"A student got away," Kurogiri informed the leader of the group. "And according to Priestess, we now have a monster on our hands."

"Oh? Then it's a good thing we have ourselves a bigger boss for a smaller boss," Shigaraki smiled darkly.

The three of them watched as the Nomu continued his beating of Aizawa and Shigaraki laughed with hints of pleasure in it.

"No!" Thirteen shouted once more heading towards the stairs, but as she started down them, Izuku shot by her. Jumping directly into the air and throwing his two swords at the beast. The beast screamed in pain as the two blades bit into its skin deeply. Not wasting another moment, Izuku summoned another sword and slashed at its legs. Hoping to immobilize it. However, it was all for not. As the beast just regenerated its wounds.

Shigaraki's laughter was louder this time.

"You can't beat something that has regeneration, boy!" Shigaraki shouted in glee. "You cannot win this fight!"

"Yes he can, Shigaraki," Priestess told him, her face was white as the scenes she saw played in her mind. "There are weapons he holds, weapons that can negate healing. Weapons that can destroy the entire city if he was so inclined. He is the literal definition of OP. This right here," she motioned towards the teen. "Is just a fraction of his true power. Just be lucky that he can't use it all right now. But the next time we fight him, we will lose."

"Who says there is going to be a next time?" Shigaraki asked, a crazy smile on his face. "He isn't going to survive against a Nomu who was designed to kill All Might! Now kill this little brat Nomu!"

The beast charged with a wild cry and Izuku prepared himself for a blow that would definitely injure him greatly. No matter how much reinforcement he does, the human body can only take so much. But luckily, the cavalry arrived in the form of a blond-haired teen in a martial arts gi and sporting a tail behind him.

The two looked at one another and an unspoken message seemed to go between them before the two prepared themselves for the fight against the Nomu.

"This isn't going to end well," Priestess muttered to herself.

The two heroes in training then took off towards the Nomu as it was still charging. Mashirao jumped upwards, using inhuman agility to dodge quickly, and managed to down the mindless beast by kicking the brain with all of his strength. The beast gave a wild cry of pain as its brain was damaged, and Izuku, summoning swords in his hands, stabbed the chest, before jumping back and watching the swords explode making it screech in pain.

Mashirao and Izuku both watched its wounds regenerate leaving no scar in the process.

Frowning, Izuku formed a spear in his hands. The spear was yellow in color and gave off a dangerous feel to it.

"Gae Buidhe," Priestess muttered, her eyes wide as she gazed at the dangerous weapon. "The Yellow Rose of Mortality. A spear that can negate all forms of healing."

Shigaraki's eyes widened at her words and began scratching at his neck.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he demanded looking at the villainess.

"I told you not three minutes ago," she told him. "But you didn't take my words to heart and now look at this! The fight is already over!"

"Calm down you two," Kurogiri told them both. "How much time do we now have?"

He looked at Priestess as he said this.

"I don't know," she replied, shaking her head. "I wasn't paying attention to the time."

There is a 3rd Stage to her quirk. Stage 3: Unconscious. This is the stage where their minds and bodies are overwhelmed by the memories and instincts of their past lives and go into an unconscious state.

"But it doesn't matter," she said. "The fight is almost over anyway. We've lost this one."

Another spear appeared in a flash of light and Priestess shouted, "I am done! There is no fucking way to beat these two! Not only is there a spear that can stop any healing, but also a spear that will always pierce the heart!"

The spear she was talking about appeared in the right hand of Izuku's before he tossed it to Mashirao. Who just grinned like Christmas came early this year.

The Nomu got up and looked at the two students before giving out a wild cry and charging at them.

"Gae-" Mashirao started saying as the crimson spear started giving off a red light. "Bolg!"

Mashirao then threw the spear towards the beast hitting its heart directly. Izuku then dashed forwards as fast as he could and slammed the tip of the spear into the beast's head. Blood gushed out of both the brain and the heart before the beast fell down. It was dead at long last.

"Have no fear!" All Might shouted as he kicked the doors down, along with having several heroes behind him. "For we are here!"

And just in time as well for the five students hit by Priestess's quirk, fell down as if they were puppets with cut strings.

Chapter Text

Flashback before All Might arrives at USJ

Iida managed to get back to UA and find All Might, now back in muscle form, who was talking to Nezu in the teacher lounge.

“All... Might!” Iida huffed. He was out of breath from running for so long and felt like he was about to pass out. “Villains... USJ... Priestess…”

All Might’s eyes went wide as did Nedzu’s.

“ Priestess?! ” the number one hero demanded. “ Did she hit anyone with her Quirk? ”

Before he could answer All Might’s question, Iida fell unconscious from low oxygen intake. All Might’s fists clenched tightly.

“ Let’s go ,” he stated. “ Gather every hero you can, we need to get there and fast. ”

Flashback end, present time

When the heroes busted through the doors, there were three things that All Might saw. The first thing All Might saw were three of his students falling unconscious. He then saw the dead beast near the bodies of Mashirao and Izuku. The last thing he saw was the three villains, most particularly, Priestess.

“ What did you do, Priestess! ” he bellowed, angry beyond measure.

“Something that I now regret!” Priestess shouted right back. “I have created monsters, All Might! Nothing can beat them now! Not even you!”

With those final words, Kurogiri opened up a warp gate and took himself plus his associates and the body of the Nomu back to the bar from which they came from.

“W-What happened?” Sero asked. “Midoriya, Ojiro, and Uraraka just went crazy!”

“As did Hagakure,” Todoroki spoke as he walked up the steps with a, now visible, Tooru Hagakure in his arms. Her form was covered by Todoroki’s shirt. “Her Quirk had also changed. I had to give her my shirt to cover her.”

Midnight walked over and took Tooru from Shoto’s arms.

“ Call an ambulance ,” All Might told one of the heroes. " I'll handle the press on this. In the meantime, we need to make sure the students are alright. We need to make sure no side effects will harm the ones who were hit with Soul Revelations. Understood? ”

Snipe, a cowboy-themed hero, did as All Might said to do, the number 1 Pro-Hero jumped from the entrance to the downed bodies of his students plus the dead beast nearby.

“ What happened today, Young Midoriya ?” All Might asked. “ Why target you and the others when she could have targeted Aizawa or even Thirteen? ”

All Might picked up the two teens and jumped back to the entrance before setting them down.

“A little help here!” Kaminari shouted as he and Jirou dragged Momo Yaoyorozu towards the group.

Present Mic ran down to the end of the steps and picked up the busty teen before carrying her up the steps and setting her beside the other victims.

“The ambulance is on the way,” Snipe said. “It will take a few minutes to get here, however.”

All Might nodded and looked at the five unconscious students.

“ We need to know how they were affected ,” he said at last. “ But we won’t know until they wake up. ”

“What the fuck happened to them?” Bakugo demanded.

“They were hit by the villain known as Priestess,” Thirteen informed them. “Her Quirk makes her targets remember their most recent past life. This causes them to either attack their allies or their enemies, sometimes both.”

“There is a general rule concerning Priestess’s quirk,” Present Mic stated. “If the target attacks their allies and any civilians nearby, then they will lose their license and cease being a hero. However, since that didn’t happen with these five, they can still continue their training for their Hero Career.”

“But what happened to them?” Mina asked frantically. “Midori had killed every villain in the shipwreck zone and he and Ojiro killed the beast down there. With Quirks that we have never seen them have!”

Mina was close to having a panic attack after all the adrenaline from earlier was gone from her system. All Might looked at his students with a soothing smile, and told them, “Everything will be alright. I have encountered something like this before with an American hero known as Chronos Rose, he has told me before that if this ever happens again to call him.”

Unknown to them, Bakugo’s eyes widened at the hero’s name. He recognized that hero's name. That was the man he considered an uncle. And the father of his best friend. The father of Izuku Midoriya, Hisashi Midoriya.

League of Villains hideout

“Damn those brats,” Shigaraki growled out. “I’ll kill them and end their careers early!”

“Calm down Shigaraki,” Kurogiri told him.

“I honestly can’t believe I’d ever say this,” Priestess began before downing a shot of whiskey. “But I agree with you, Shigaraki. Those kids, especially the green-haired one, need to be put down. They are too powerful and will only grow with time.”

An image of Izuku flashed through her mind and she could only wonder why he looked so familiar to her.

“Why did you panic?” Kurogiri asked her.

Priestess felt a chill run down her spine. The memories she saw, the way he broke... It made her remember the first person she hit with her quirk. Her own brother. She felt like crying from seeing those memories. 

“Those memories,” Priestess spoke as images of the hell she saw flashed through her mind. “Were hell. The things he did, what he saw... Were supposed to be things we think are impossible even by today’s standards.”

“What do you mean?” a voice from a TV that read ‘No Signal’ asked.

“Sensei,” Shigaraki said.

Priestess sighed.

“I will tell you what I saw, but I will be leaving because I will not be dealing with them,” Priestess spoke to the mysterious voice. “It all started with the Fourth Holy Grail War with Kiritsugu Emiya.”

Unknown place

Izuku found himself in a new place. One he never saw before, but it felt dear to him. As if he knew it by name and every single one of it’s corners. He was on a barren hill, surrounded by thousands, upon thousands of weapons. He looked above and saw a floating, flat boulder with a wall as its back that had 8 seats, 7 of which had people sitting in them. He didn’t know who they were, but he knew that they were important. Very important.

He looked back down and the only way to describe this place was a battlefield. And where the swords were, was where the dead soldiers were supposed to be laying on the field of battle. Before he took a step, he heard someone say, “So... You’re the ninth.”

Everything then went white.

Hero Hospital; Hosu, Japan

Emerald green eyes opened and the first thing he noticed was that the lights were bright. Very bright. Izuku sat up and looked around. He was in a hospital room. He looked at his hand as the dream flashed through his mind.

‘ That place… ’ he thought. ‘ What was that? The barren lands... The swords... The floating boulder... What was all that? ’

A man then walked into the room. Izuku looked at him and his eyes went wide.

“D-Dad?!”

The man, Hisashi Midoriya, smiled softly and said, “Hey kiddo. How are you feeling? Sorry if I can’t give you a hug after so long, as you are in a hospital bed.”

Izuku smiled back at his dad as if to reassure him that it’s fine.

“Tired,” Izuku replied honestly. “But also strangely energized…”

Hisashi sighed.

“Yeah,” the older Midoriya said. “That’s how I felt when I was hit by her Quirk.”

“You went against that woman before?” Izuku asked, his eyes going wide. “How did you win?”

“She got away,” Hisashi told his son.

The two went silent until Izuku asked, “And my friends?”

Hisashi sighed. “As far as I know, they have just woken up and are now reeling from the fact that they now hold their past memories along with their powers. How are you holding up?”

Izuku frowned.

“I saw what the world was really like, Dad,” he said softly. “There are no such things as white and black. Just grey. You can’t save everyone. For every one you save, another dies. Save 5, another 10 dies. Even if it means ten die at my hands, five people will still live... Does this make me a bad person, dad?”

Hisashi looked at his son sadly. His own memories showed him the real world as well. And what being a hero is truly about. However, he was older and could handle it better. This time was different, however. His son, a 17-year-old hero in training, has seen what the world is really like. All of the darkness that is kept out of the media, all of the deaths that the government keeps under wraps. All of it.

“It doesn’t make you a bad person, Izuku,” Hisashi told him. “It just makes you a better hero. You know what the darkness is like, you have seen it first hand. As long as you feel remorse at the death of someone you had a direct hand in, then you are not a monster. That makes you human. So chin up. We still need to talk about this with your friends.”

Izuku nodded and attempted to stand up, but he nearly fell but he was caught by his father before he could hit the floor.

“You’ll be dizzy for a bit,” Hisashi informed his son. “It should pass after a few hours.”

Izuku nodded and, with help from his dad, he managed to get to the bathroom in his room.

With Ochako

Ochako, with help from a nurse, managed to get to the bathroom where she saw a blonde girl about two years younger than her, her dark green eyes looking into her brown eyes. Time seemed to slow down as she stared at the young girl in front of her. Before long, the girl turned into a light blue mist before the mist entered Ochako’s body.

Upon the mist being absorbed into Ochako’s body, the heroine in training immediately felt like she was whole for the first time in her life. Like the thing she was missing has finally been found after all this time.

‘ That girl was the same person from those... Memories ?’ Ochako thought to herself. ‘ Yes. Those were memories. But why do I have them? How do I have them? Was it because of that villainess’s Quirk? It has to be. ’

Her mind flashed to the sword she saw in the memories. But then she also remembered all of the death and the mistakes she made in her rule as King. She couldn’t stomach it and she soon dry heaved, the guilt burning through her like a wildfire.

“Wh-why?” she asked no one in particular. “Why did I, no she, do that? Why give up your emotions when they are what make you human?”

She then heard her mother’s voice outside the bathroom door.

“Ocha-chan?” her mother asked. “Are you alright?”

Ochako took deep breaths to calm herself, however, the guilt still burned through her. And it took a few moments for her to calm down.

“Y-Yeah mama,” Ochako said. “I-I’m fine.”

With Mashirao

Mashirao was laying in his hospital bed staring out at the city out the window when he heard footsteps walk up to his bed. He turned his head and saw an extremely beautiful woman with long purple hair and red eyes, wearing a full-body suit that highlights her curvaceous body. In her hands was a red spear that gave off an unbelievable amount of bloodlust. But the teen wasn’t afraid of the spear, in fact, he had a grin on his face, one that made him look like a wild beast.

The grin was then wiped off his face at the look the woman was giving him. A disappointed scowl, as if he was in trouble with her.

“What?” he asked.

The woman didn’t answer him and instead just stared at him with unblinking eyes. Her exotic look sparked a memory in his head. A memory that he didn’t even know he had.

“Scathach,” he whispered. He then blinked. “How the hell did I know that... Wait, that villain’s Quirk... These memories... They’re connected are they not?”

He looked at the woman who didn’t say a thing, didn’t do a thing. She just stood there looking at him with an impassive frown on her face. She then turned into a blue mist and left behind the spear that was in her hand. The spear then turned blue mist as well, but instead of vanishing from the room as the woman did, it was absorbed into Mashirao.

Then the room was empty once more. Just Mashirao and the medical equipment, no weapons, no other person.

“W-What is going on?” he asked himself.

With Tooru

Tooru had just woken up from a little nap when she noticed that she could see her reflection in the window to her left.

“I-I can see what I look like?” she asked herself, she was pale which was to be expected, her hair was short, about shoulder length, and was light purple in color and her eyes were a dark violet. “H-How?”

Her mind then flashed to the USJ and being hit by Priestess’s Quirk.

“That’s how,” Tooru muttered. “I was hit with that Quirk whatever it does…”

A nurse walked in then. Tooru looked at the nurse and smiled slightly. The nurse smiled back before she seemed to change shape into a young woman in her mid-twenties who looked like an older version of Tooru. But she was wearing a form-fitting black outfit.

The older Tooru just looked at her and smiled before turning into a blue mist and being absorbed into the young woman. Tooru’s eyes glowed blue and she smiled softly.

“So that is what happened,” she muttered. “My past life... All the death that had happened, the suffering I felt... I’ll become a hero to stop that. To stop the suffering I felt and to keep it from happening all over.”

With Momo

When Momo Yaoyorozu woke up, she found herself in a bedroom that reminded her of her own room in her home. She slowly got up and looked around. It was just as big if not bigger than her own room. She felt the fabric of a nightdress she was wearing and it felt expensive. Extremely so.

She got out of the bed and walked out of the room, before heading down the stairs and into a library where she saw a young woman, about 18 or 19. With black hair in twin ponytails and wearing a red shirt with a black skirt. She was reading a book on obscure magecraft. How the heroine in training knew this, she did not know. The young woman then looked at Momo and smiled slightly before everything around her dissolved into a blue mist and was then absorbed into the Yaoyorozu heir. That was when everything went white.

With Hisashi and the UA teachers

“How are they doing, Chronos Rose?” Present Mic asked Hisashi Midoriya.

“My son is doing fine,” Hisashi replied. “However, the others were not awake when I saw them so I will have to wait for tomorrow to talk with them.”

“Priestess is still at large though,” a woman wearing a dominatrix outfit stated. “How do we know they won’t be going after her?” 

Chronos Rose sighed. “We don’t know much about their past lives so we won’t know how they will react now. Their personalities will have changed somewhat, enough to see the differences anyways. But from what I could tell from the story the others told, they will be heroes. I honestly worried about Izuku however.”

“Why him?” Vlad Blood asked.

“He killed many times in his past life,” Hisashi told them. “He has seen hell and has felt the blood that laid on his hands then. He will be different. If he thinks that a villain will need to be put down, he’ll do it. Without hesitation.”

“Why?” Aizawa asked, his eyes narrowed.

“Because that is his instinct telling him to take them down,” Hisashi said, before pulling out his wallet and then a card. “He has been through literal hell. There is no villain alive that can put him through as much hell as he was put through in his past life. Trust me on that. So when he sees an opportunity, he will put his enemies six feet under. Without any hesitation.”

This put everyone into a silence that engulfed the entire room.

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A few days go by and Hisashi Midoriya aka the hero known as Chronos Rose walks into Izuku’s room at the hospital and sees that his son was dressed in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and his signature red shoes. 

“Are you ready?” Hisashi asks, leaning against the door.

Izuku nodded before he frowned.

“You said you were hit by Priestess’s Quirk, right?” the Ninth Successor asked his father.

Hisashi nodded.

“Who were you in your past life?” Izuku asked.

Hisashi smiled sadly.

“I’ll keep that to myself, Izuku,” Hisashi said. “All that you need to know is that I was someone you did not want to cross.”

Izuku nodded in understanding before he grabbed a bag that his mother had given him just a few days before and then followed his father out of the room and to five vans that were waiting outside the hero hospital. They stopped In the lobby, where Izuku found his friends waiting for him and was surprised to see Mashirao in a wheelchair… with no tail.

“Wh-What the hell?” Izuku muttered. “What happened?”

His friends were a little more than surprised to hear that he talked without a stutter and with more confidence. He held himself higher as well, his eyes were moving around as well as if he was looking for any hidden enemies.

“Good morning everyone,” Hisashi said smiling. “Are you all ready?”

They all nodded, and without making a sound, before exiting the building and entered the vans to go to UA.

The next three hours were spent in silence, as the five students just stared out of the windows watching the cars go by and ignoring their parents asking questions about the USJ. Memories they saw were flashing through their minds and it wouldn’t stop. It was as if they were watching a movie on repeat several times, but this movie was trying to break them, make them lose their minds from the death, the hell they went through. They could also feel new power rushing through them granting them immense strength. Izuku closed his eyes and he was brought back to the world he saw right before he woke back up.

Izuku’s Mind

Izuku found himself on a hill once more. Thousands of blades littered the ground sticking up as if they were gravestones for warriors long dead. He looked up and saw that the sky was cloudy with the sun shining through, he could feel the sun’s rays on his skin and he closed his eyes as if he was relishing in the silence this place brought him. As if he could stay here and think for all of eternity.

“Hey Ninth!” a woman’s voice spoke out.

Izuku opened his eyes and he saw a beautiful woman who had black hair and was wearing a hero suit. She had a beauty mark on her face as well. She had a voluptuous frame and her grey eyes showed her confidence and strength befitting of a hero. Her black hair was in a ponytail and its shiny color complimented her fair skin tone. Her hero suit consisted of a black sleeveless bodysuit that hugged her figure well with a high collar. She had on yellow elbow-length gloves and white knee-high boots. Around her waist was a belt with an angular golden buckle, a small cape attached around the back which went down to her knees, and over her shoulders was a longer cape, buttoned to the shoulders of her bodysuit.

“Welcome back to your mind, number nine,” the woman said smiling. “How ya doing?”

“Who are you?” Izuku asked, his eyes narrowing and several swords came out of the ground and hovered around the two. “Where did you come from?”

The woman pointed up to the sky and Izuku saw the slap of rock he saw last time.

“As for who I am,” the woman began. “My name is Nana Shimura and I’m the predecessor of All Might as well as his teacher.”

The swords went back to their original position and Izuku looked at the 7th user of One for All.

“How?” he asked. “How am I seeing you in my mind?”

Izuku appeared on the rock that was floating above their heads.

“Because, Nine,” a man with white hair shadowing his eyes and wearing a white shirt and pants. “We were affected by that woman’s Meta-Power just like you.”

Izuku’s eyes widened in surprise, but before he could ask what he meant, the Ninth Successor began to fade away.

“It appears that you are waking up,” the man said. “We will be talking again soon, Nine. For now, master your powers and then we can talk about One for All.”

The real world

“-Zuku. Izuku we’re here,” Inko, a woman with green hair and eyes, told her son. “Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” Izuku replied. “I just had an odd dream.”

“What did you see?” Hisashi asked.

“A world of blades,” was all Izuku said before the teen got out of the van and headed to the entrance of the university known as UA.

“A world of blades…” Hisashi muttered. “Interesting.”

Hisashi left the van and followed his son, and his friends, into the university. When they arrived, Midnight and Aizawa were there waiting for them.

“Finally,” Aizawa said. “You arrived. The others in the new dorms that we set up a day after the attack at the USJ. Follow us there and you will give an explanation of what happened. Understood?”

“Yes sensei,” Momo Yaoyorozu said with a confidence that wasn’t seen in her prior to being hit with Priestess’s quirk.

Midnight turned to look at the parents and told them, “They will explain after we have found out what they now remember. Okay?”

The parents nodded, but Midnight could tell they didn’t like what she said.

The five students walked, with the exception of Mashirao who was still in his wheelchair, behind the teachers followed by Hisashi who had a thoughtful expression on his face.

Not long later, they arrived at the new dorms where their friends were already waiting for them and waiting for an explanation of what happened to them. The silence was deafening until one of them mustered up the courage to ask what exactly happened at the USJ.

“What the hell happened nerd?” Bakugo asked. “We were told by Thirteen that you were forced to remember past fucking life. That can’t happen, reincarnation does not exist. So what the fuck happened!?” 

“Bakugo!” shouted Hisashi.

Bakugo immediately went silent.

“Sorry Uncle,” Bakugo muttered.

Hisashi sighed. “I understand you want answers, that you all want answers, but give these five a chance to explain without demanding answers. Now as for your statement regarding reincarnation... I’ll say this once, it does exist as I have had the memories of a man known as Kiritsugu Emiya for the past 20 years. A man who was an assassin and who would take no prisoners. While his methods were... not exactly heroic, he was still considered a hero by Kami herself and was sent into the cycle of reincarnation.”

Izuku then began chuckling, getting odd looks from his classmates and his father. Ochako, on the other hand, was frowning at Hisashi.

“Like father, like son,” Izuku said through his chuckles. “Both of them were killers in their past life and even were reborn into the same family in this life!”

“What do you mean?” Shoto asked, his eyes narrowed.

“I was a man named Shirou in my past life,” Izuku told them. This got Hisashi to smile widely as both Momo and Ochako smiled happily at the information they just received. “A third-rate magus who had only one specialty. Projection.”

At that word, several swords appeared behind Izuku and everyone backed up.

“He made a deal with a being known as Alaya in that life,” Izuku told them. “The Will of Humanity was another name for it... I don’t know if Alaya even has a gender... Anyways, he made a deal with Alaya that was basically this: he would work for her to make a world where no one had to cry. A stupid thing to do as he would be summoned to whatever human-made disaster and be forced to kill over and over again for all time.”

“W-What?” Kirishima asked, shocked. “Why would he do something like that?”

“Because he had taken a dream from the man who adopted him after saving him from a hell that would shape his life,” Izuku informed them. “The man who adopted him was Kiritsugu Emiya.”

“So my son in this life was the son I adopted in the previous life,” Hisashi said with a small smile. “I’m happy to have a second chance.”

‘ Guess I was wrong,’ Todoroki thought. ‘ Izuku Midoriya is not the son of All Might…’

“What about Momo-chan?” Mineta asked. “I bet she had a big rack in her past life!”

A tick mark appeared on Momo’s forehead and, with a reinforced kick, sent Mineta through the wall.

“Stay down you damned perv!” Momo shouted at Mineta, a fire appeared in her eyes and she glared at the hole in the wall. “If you say something like that again, I will convince Izuku to puncture you full of swords and leave your body to the sharks!”

She then turned back to the class and her teachers with a smile on her face and her eyes closed. She didn’t see the sweet drops nor did she see the look on Izuku’s face when realization hit him.

‘ She’s… ’ Izuku couldn’t even finish that thought when he was brought back to the real world by Momo saying, “I was a woman named Rin Tohsaka a... good friend of Emiya-kun.”

She blushed at the memories she saw before shaking her head and continuing.

“She was a mage, and a master, in the 5th Holy Grail War that took place in Fuyuki, Japan in the year of 2004,” Momo explained.

“What’s a mage? And what do you mean by Master?” Denki asked.

“A mage is someone who can use what is basically magic,” Izuku explained. “But it’s called Magecraft to the ones who use it. Think of Magecraft as anything that can be done by science but in a quicker time frame. In fact, my powers are a type of Magecraft called Projection. It’s actually very basic and one of the very few he could use without any problems.”

“As for a master,” Momo began. “There was a war that Shirou and Rin both played a part in. The war was called the Holy Grail War. In this war, there were seven mages who summoned seven servants. These servants were each a different class based on their legend.”

“Legend?” asked Mina.

“King Arthur would be a Saber-class,” Ochako told them with a small smile. “Hercules would be a Berserker class.”

“The other five classes are Archer, Lancer, Assassin, Rider, and Caster,” Momo continued on. “And the Mage who summons a servant from one of the seven classes is called a Master. I was the master of Archer in the Fifth Grail War while Shirou was the master of Saber.”

“Why was the war fought?” Aizawa asked.

“For an object that could grant any wish,” Ochako answered. “The Holy Grail was a wish-granting device that could grant any wish the winner of the war wants. Whether it be immortality or money. It can grant you anything you ask of it.”

“So I could ask for a harem of hot babes with huge oppai!?”

Hisashi stopped Momo from sending him through another wall with a reinforced kick.

‘ That was a quick recovery ,’ was the thought that ran through everyone’s head.

“Ever heard of the saying, ‘ Be careful what you wish for ?’” Ochako asked. The teachers and students nodded. “That goes double with the Grail. Let’s take Mineta’s wish for example. If he wishes for a harem, then the Grail will twist that wish and corrupt it. So instead of it being a harem of women, it might be men or even... well... you know.”

Mineta’s face went white at the images he came up with in his head.

“That is what the grail does,” Ochako continued. “Even if it’s a wish granted for someone with a pure heart, it will be corrupted. And it will be disastrous in some way.”

That silenced the room for a good ten minutes as what they said settled in everyone’s mind.

“I think we should continue on with the introductions,” Aizawa said at last. “Mashirao. You’re next.”

Mashirao Ojiro sighed.

“I don’t understand much of the life I saw,” the blond teen said. “But I do know that I... no, that he was trained by a powerful and dangerous warrior. A woman named Scathach. She had a spear, a powerful weapon in her hand.”

Mashirao placed a hand on his head as if he was in pain.

“I won’t be telling you guys much,” Mashirao stated. “I was a man named Setanta, known later by Cu Chulainn, the Hound of Ireland. It means “Culann’s Savage Dog” in Gaelic. He was the demigod son of Lugh and a mortal woman named Deichtine, who was the younger sister of a king named Conchobar mac Nessa. Cu Chulainn was trained by a powerful sorceress named Scathach and it was with her that he learned all he could do when he faced off against an unnamed Archer in the 5th Holy Grail War.”

“So we got a Demigod, a third-rate, and another Magus,” Shoto commented. “Who are you two?”

He said that last sentence towards Ochako and Tooru. Ochako gave a small smile while Tooru looked at Shoto as if he was prey.

“In my past life-” Ochako began.

“I was known as the “ Poison Girl ”, in history,” Tooru said. “An assassin that would frequently get close to her targets as a lover or fiance. I killed hundreds of people ranging from kings to generals of armies. All in their sleeping quarters. No one suspected me. After all, who would suspect an innocent-looking woman to be the killer of their leaders?”

The young woman spoke softly, and when she finished, she looked away from her classmates and her teachers. She was afraid of what they would do, of what they would say, now that they know she is the reincarnation of an assassin who used poison to silently kill her victims.

Izuku scoffed and everyone looked at him.

“You haven’t seen what I did, Tooru,” Izuku told her. A scowl was on his face and it seemed to fill the air around them with a dangerous feeling. “You were not the one who killed entire armies on his own. Who killed, and killed, and killed just because he was ordered to by the will of humanity.”

Izuku’s hands were clenched tightly.

“I saw him take many, many, many lives after he died when he was framed for causing a war that he helped stop,” Izuku told her. “He, and by extension me, has more blood on his hands than any one of us do. If anyone should just leave here, it’s me.”

“That’s not what I saw, Deku-kun,” Ochako said softly. Izuku looked into her eyes and he could have sworn that he saw something familiar in them. “I saw a man who was willing to do anything to save the world, including sacrificing his own happiness. I saw a man who faced himself in a world of unlimited blades and came out victorious. That is who you are, Archer. A Hero of Justice.”

“Wh-Who are you?” Izuku asked, confused.

Ochako smiled and for a split second, her image was replaced with that of a European woman with blonde hair in a bun and emerald green eyes.

“I was a noble in another life,” Ochako said, her brown eyes showing confidence and power the likes her classmates and the Pros in the room have never seen before. “You all know her story. For it is one of the most well-known legends in the world. Even if the legend was wrong about her gender.”

“What do you mean?” Mineta asked. “What, were you an Amazonian queen with a big rack or something? Cause that would be really hot!”

Ochako’s eye twitched.

“No,” Ochako told him. “I was Artoria Pendragon, the King of Great Britain.”

And the room went into complete silence. Everyone was too stunned to move, too shocked to say a word. That is until Bakugo spoke up.

“Sorry Uncle Hisashi,” the explosion Quirk user said. “But I have to say it.”

Hisashi sighed. “Go ahead. I’ll let it slide this time.”

Bakugo nodded, before he exclaimed, “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?”

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“How is that possible?!” Kaminari exclaimed.

“How was Mordred even born?” Shoto asked, confused.

“That was Merlin’s doing,” Ochako explained. “He made me... uh…”

She blushed in embarrassment.

“Moving on!” she exclaimed.

“Yes, moving on,” Hisashi commented, not wanting to get into the ‘How.’ “You five will be showing us your new capabilities today. So for that, we will be going to Field Gamma and releasing the robots from the Entrance Exam. Your classmates are allowed to watch and you are allowed to go all out.”

Izuku looked at the other four with a fiery determination in his eyes.

“Are you guys ready for this?” he asked them.

“Yeah,” Momo replied with a confident grin while the others nodded in agreement. Mashirao gave Izuku a grin which Izuku returned.

“Let’s get going then,” Izuku said confidently.

At Field Gamma

“Before you, five go out there,” Hisashi said as he walked up to the five teens who were dressed in UA’s gym outfits. “You all spoke of your past lives as if they were different people. They are not different people. You are them, and they are you. It is just that simple. If you don’t do this, if you don’t think of them as if you are the same person as they were, then your mind and your soul will be torn apart by the seams. I’ve seen it happen. It is not pretty.”

Hisashi paused and looked each of them in the eyes.

“I don’t know exactly what you saw in those memories,” he continued, “but if Izuku is to be trusted, then you all saw some kind of hell and saw the death of many people. Seeing that will definitely change people, make them tougher in a word. But you five got the full brunt of death, of seeing hell. I’m sorry you had to see that due to Priestess’s quirk, but I suppose that I am thankful that you had to see it so soon. It shows you that the world isn’t all light, but it is not all darkness either, it is more grey than anything.”

Hisashi turned around, but not before giving the five of them some parting words.

“I wish you all good luck in your future as heroes,” the pro hero said. He then left the five teens and headed to the observation deck.

The five teens heard the robots before seeing the ‘bots. Izuku summoned a sword before giving it to Ochako and then summoning a spear before handing it to Mashirao.

“I’ll scout ahead,” Tooru stated. ‘ Hope you are watching, Shoto-kun. ’

“Trace On,” Izuku intoned before summoning two swords in his hands. “This is going to be easy.”

“Let’s destroy some robots,” Mashirao said before dashing off and attacking the robots with the ferocity of a wild beast. Mashirao was just a blur of red and blue as robot after robot was destroyed.

“Damn it,” Izuku muttered.

He sighed, before launching himself at a bot and kicking in the chest before using his sword to slice off the bot’s head, and then he threw the sword to his right and pierced another robot in its red “eyes.”

“Guess we’re not going to follow through with the plan,” Momo muttered. She too launched herself at the robots and with a quick attack combination, she dispatched three one-pointers with minimal ease. “I’m not going to be left behind, Midoriya-kun!”

A rush of wind and a blur of silver went by her and several robots were cut down with ease. But the sword that was used to destroy them, was now broken. The sword then turned into mana particles that dissipated after a few seconds before Ochako charged at a 3-pointer and used the immense strength she had as Artoria Pendragon to kick the head clean off the robot’s shoulders.

With the Teachers

The teachers were watching wide-eyed as the five students tore through the robots as if they were pieces of paper.

“Incredible,” Vlad Blood said. “Just incredible. It’s like they are born and bred to fight.”

 “More like they had no choice but to fight,” All Might muttered. He remembered what he was told by his successor’s father. “You weren’t there when we were told about their past lives, Vlad. These kids are more than capable to fight and win against the villains that will be appearing in front of them in the years to come.”

“I can see that,” Vlad replied, his eyes not leaving the screens. “I think we should put these kids under surveillance. That way, if they become too much trouble, we could put them away for good.”

“Good luck with that,” Hisashi said with a smirk. “These kids are far more powerful than you realize. An assassin, a Demigod, a King, a Magus, and a Counter Guardian... Those are their titles. They are more dangerous than even the man who injured All Might. He won’t stand a chance against even one of them.”

Vlad scoffed.

“I don’t believe tha-” he was cut off by Midnight exclaiming, “What the hell!?”

The screen showed Izuku with his bow in hand. Facing down a zero pointer.

"What is he doing?" Vlad asked, his eyes wide.

Izuku's palm turned upward and a spiraled sword appeared before it lengthened and turned aerodynamic, becoming an arrow.

He then whispered something. A phrase that the heroes could hear as there was no audio. But blue energy surrounded the Hero in training before it turned crimson red.

" I am the bone of my sword, " Hisashi whispered. "That is what he said."

“How do you know that?” Present Mic asked, confused.

Hisashi raised an eyebrow.

“Am I the only one here who can read lips?” the American hero asked.

The Pro Heroes in the room looked sheepish. Except for Aizawa, the human zombie just looked tired.

“But what does it mean?” All Might asked, worried about his successor.

But no one had an answer to that question.

The heroes then watched as Izuku shot the arrow from his bow, the spinning projectile hitting the Zero pointer dead on. And as the arrow hit the robot, its rotation distorted the robot’s exterior and warped it beyond measure.

“W-What the hell?!” Vlad exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock. The other teachers were much the same.

“Who are these kids?!” Midnight asked as another explosion happened at the same time.

They turned to the other screen and saw several 2 and 3 pointers be destroyed by both Mashirao and Ochako. They could tell Ochako had destroyed more though.

“Incredible,” Ectoplasm muttered.

“Where is Miss Hagakure?” Nezu muttered scanning the screens. He was unable to find her though.

Hisashi, on the other hand, smirked. He watched as she used her acidic, or poisonous skin, to rust the robots and cause them to be destroyed by oxidizing it rapidly.

“Well, it looks like she’s already accustomed to her new abilities,” the hero muttered. “Perhaps I could give her an offer after the festival… Yes. That would do.”

“You were right, Hisashi,” Nezu spoke as he watched his students practice their abilities. “These five will surely become the strongest heroes alive.”

“Very rarely am I wrong, Nezu,” Hisashi spoke, his voice calm. “I have complete faith in my son and his friends.”

Nezu nodded as Momo appeared in front of a robot and sent it flying with a single kick.

“Who is the most dangerous of these five?” Nezu asked as his mind analyzed the five on the screens.

All of the heroes turned to look at Hisashi, who looked thoughtful for a moment.

“In order from weakest to strongest?” he asked. “And at full power with their Noble Phantasms?”

“Noble what?” All Might asked.

“A Noble Phantasm is, in essence, the weapon that is most recognized in their lifetime,” Hisashi said. “Take Artoria for example. Her Noble Phantasm would be, and is, Excalibur - The Sword of Promised Victory . As for Cu Chulainn, his would-be Gae Bolg .”

“And what of the Poison Girl?” Aizawa asked.

Hisashi shrugged.

“I’m fairly sure it’s her poison ability, but I am not entirely sure at this point,” he told them.

“And what of Rin Tohsaka?” Nezu asked as he watched Momo Yaoyorozu fire more Gandr shots at some robots before she jumped up and, with a reinforced leg, kicked the head clean off.

“She’s a mage,” Hisashi said simply. “She is human and, as such, does not have a Noble Phantasm.”

The room went silent.

“What of your son?” Ectoplasm asked. “What is his Noble Phantasm?”

“That,” Hisashi began as he thought of what his son’s Noble Phantasm could be. “That is a good question. To be honest, I have no idea. The weapon he used was Caladbolg, who was used by the hero known as Fergus mac Roich. So I have no idea where he could have gotten tha-”

He then remembered what his son told him.

“A world of blades…” he muttered.

“A what?” All Might asked.

Hisashi shook his head.

“Nevermind,” the American hero replied, waving it off. “Just a theory. One that I hope will not come true.”

A tension settled over the room and everyone watched as the teens destroyed more robots. Showing off the skills they gained, as well as the powers they now hold.

“I believe it’s time for them to be done,” Nezu spoke. “Their Quirks will have to be changed. Do see to it that the parents do this soon.”

The principal left the room and all of the heroes turned to Hisashi knowing that he was keeping something about his son from them. Hisashi left the room shortly after, his mind racing a thousand miles an hour.

‘ If I am right, ’ he thought, his pace quickening. ‘ Then my son is far more dangerous than I thought. ’ He shook his head. The one thought that caused this reaction ran through his mind faster than even the fastest man alive with a Speed Quirk. ‘ A Reality Marble. My son has a World of Infinite Blades at his disposal. And it’s his Noble Phantasm…’

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Joanne - You have no idea how much I'm gonna mess with Mineta! He's literally the one character that I will have no problems with leaving the hero job. As for Bakugo, well, I have an idea for him. And yes, Izuku has grown up. He had to in order to keep up with the memories he now holds.

The_Mad_Mystic - Yep! Ochako will be very powerful. And as for OFA and Reinforcement? Well, Let's just say that OFA and UBW will only have a single connection to one another. It won't be too big, but I am planning on Izuku not being too overpowered... Well, not as much as he already is.

BNG - You will just have to wait and see.

. - Glad you are enjoying it! 

MWkillkenny84 - Yeah. Poor, poor villains alright! You are right it could have been worse.

Wah - Oh you have no idea the plans I have for that! It's going to be a running gag for sure!

Senslice - You are right. It would've been funnier, but I chose these guys for a reason. Momo because, and let's be honest here, she needs the confidence. And Izuku because, well, do I need to say a thing about being a 'Hero of Justice?' As for the idea of switching those two... I might do an omake or a small filler chapter for that not entirely sure at this point in time. I will be making certain villains stronger than they are in the anime if only to spice things up. This Shirou is actually UBW good ending Shirou, but I am making his journey to become Archer much more hard on him as I find it odd that Alaya wouldn't have broken him further since he knew what he would become.

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A few days went by and the five of them were getting used to having another set of memories in their heads. Especially the ones who had first-hand experience when it came to war and death. Meaning, Izuku, Mashirao, Toru, and Ochako all had to deal with watching their past selves die and kill every night. They knew that this was just a phase, one that all victims of Priestess went through. But it didn’t make it feel any better. Right now they were talking about their past lives, talking as if they were old friends. Their classmates were listening in without saying anything. at least until Mineta said something that made everyone freeze.

“Hey, Midoriya? What’s exactly your kill count? Do you remember them?” the grape-headed pervert asked.

Izuku looked at his classmate with just a cold expression. Everyone was silent. Staring at the midget.

“What do you want to know?” Izuku finally asked. His voice is as sharp as the sharpest sword. “Names, dates, locations? Do you want to know what food was on their breath? Their eyes? What color they were? Do you want to know their last words as they let out their final breath? Do you want to know which ones deserved it? Or how about the ones who didn’t? Do you want to know which ones begged? Do you know why I remember all this?”

Everyone was silent as Mineta shakily said, “I-I don’t know…”

“You don’t know?” Izuku was now standing up, his tone colder and sharper. “Because I can’t forget. I remember each and every one of the men, women, and…” Izuku took a deep, shaky breath. “And the children I killed as Shirou Emiya. Do I regret it? Yes absolutely. I will never be clean of those things. Now to answer your question, yes. I do remember each and every one of my victims. And no, I never counted because I don’t need to. I will always remember and will never forget.”

Izuku then stood up and walked away from his classmates as Momo looked at her grape-haired classmate.

“Momo,” Ochako said calmly while setting down her drink. “Please don’t kill him. Aizawa will need to speak with him.”

“He’d better get expelled for that,” Momo was furious at the class perv. “Cause if he’s not, I’ll kill him.”

“I-I’m right here you know!” Mineta said, scared out of his mind at the look of fury on the young woman’s face.

“I know,” was all Momo said before going quiet.

Ochako sighed and turned to Mineta.

“Never ask any of us that question again, Mineta,” she told him, her eyes hardening and her voice calm. “That is very personal and will bring up memories that we are trying to get over.”

Although he was told this very calmly by the reincarnated Queen of Briton, he felt fully chastised by Ochako Uraraka.

“S-Sorry,” he stammered at the stern look on her face. “I-I’ll keep that in uh... in mind next time.”

Ochako nodded once and went back to her tea.

With Hisashi

Hisashi walked into a gym where he saw a tall, buff man wearing a tank top and shirts sweeping the floors. His dirty blond hair went to the bottom of his neck and was a bit spikey. His upper half was human, but it was his bottom half that wasn’t. His quirk was called Equine. It made his legs that of a horse.

“Centaurus,” Hisashi said as he walked up to his old friend. “How are things going?”

“Haha! Hisashi old friend!” Centaurus said as he stopped sweeping and went over to his old friend and gave him a tight hug. A few moments later, Centaurus let Hisashi go and the elder Midoriya started gasping for air. Centaurus then scratched the back of his head a bit smiling sheepishly. “Sorry about that old friend. Guess I was happy to see you after all this time.”

It took a few moments but Hisashi got his breath back and shook his head a bit. “Never change old friend. Never change.”

“I assume you’re not here for a social visit?” Centaurus asked as he returned to sweeping.

“Seishin.” Centaurus froze at the name. “She’s returned and is now working with the League of Villains. The same people who attacked the USJ.”

“Why now of all times?” Centaurus muttered. “She’s been out of our lives for over 16 years and now she returns? What is her end game?”

“She’s up to her old tricks,” Hisashi replied. His fists were clenched tightly. “Five UA students were her targets. One of them being my son. And four of them were heroic spirits in their past life. The fifth was a Master.”

Centaurus sighed deeply.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked. He looked at his old friend after setting the broom against the wall and crossing his beefy arms.

“I want you to train them for the Sports Festival,” Hisashi said bluntly. “They just recently woke up a few days ago after going through such trauma and as I am a Pro, I can’t really be there for them. So, I thought that I would cash in that little favor after you saved my ass a few years back.”

Centaurus thought about it for a moment.

“Very well,” he told Hisashi. “I’ll train them for the festival but they had better be willing to go through hell to do so. Understand?”

Hisashi smirked.

“You won’t have to worry about that,” Hisashi said. “They are very determined to do so.”

“Good. I’ll go by UA and begin there,” Centaurus stated, uncrossing his arms and holding out a hand. “It was good to see you again, old friend.”

“Likewise.” Hisashi clasped Centaurus’s forearm and smiled.

Later that day

Centaurus walked into Nezu’s office where he saw his new students waiting for him.

“Hisashi already told you five?” he asked.

Momo stepped forward.

“Of course Midoriya-sensei did,” she said, her cat-like grey eyes seemingly analyzing the man in front of her. “But he didn’t say why .”

“May I speak with them alone?” Centaurus asked Nezu.

Nezu raised an eyebrow at the man but nodded with a smile on his face.

“Of course Centaurus,” Nezu said to the trainer.

When Nezu left his office, Centaurus looked at the five teens. His eyes looked them over.

“Do you kids know who I am?” he asked them after a few moments of silence.

“A horseman?” Ojiro asked, a grin on his face.

Centaurus raised an eyebrow. He held out his hand and mana particles appeared and formed a bow in his hand.

“ Antares Snipe ,” Izuku muttered, his eyes wide. “You’re Chiron. The guy who trained Hercules, Achilles, and Jason!”

Centaurus frowned deeply.

“Don’t mention that name again,” Centaurus told his old friend’s son. “He was nothing but a coward… And one of the many disappointments in my past life.”

“So what are we going to learn from you, Centaurus-Sensei?” Momo asked, changing the subject slightly.

Centaurus gained a thoughtful expression.

“I’ll mostly be putting you five through drills,” he told them. “You, Ms. Hagakure, will be going through cardio workouts to increase stamina as well as hand-to-hand combat as will Ms. Yaoyorozu. You, Ms. Uraraka, will be going through hand-to-hand combat as well as swordsmanship. You, Mr. Mashirao, will be learning how to use a spear. And finally you, Mr. Midoriya, will be going through a crash course on how to use your weapons.”

“We already know how to fight,” Ojiro stated, a frown on his face. “Why would we need your help?”

“You did it all on instinct alone,” Centaurus told them. “But I imagine they were sloppy. Instinct doesn’t necessarily mean that you know how to execute an attack perfectly. I can also teach you how to summon your Noble Phantasms.”

This got four of their attention.

“ Excalibur , Gae Bolg , Zanbaniya: Delusional Poison Body , and lastly,” he turned to Izuku and looked him in the eye. “ Mugen no Jin no Uchuu* .”

Izuku immediately summoned Kanshou on instinct and placed it at the man’s neck.

“How do you know?” Izuku asked, his voice was calm but there was an undertone of killing intent to it.

“I trained many heroes as Chiron,” Centaurus stated calmly. As if he wasn’t afraid of the sword at his neck. “I know what your power is. Reality Marbles are fascinating things, aren’t they? The ability to distort and change reality to the one in your mind.”

Izuku’s eyes were hard. He didn’t expect things to turn out like this. But he knew that this wasn’t who he was. He wasn’t a killer. However… he was a combination of Shirou Emiya and Izuku Midoriya. One aimed to be a Hero of Justice, while another was aiming to become the greatest hero. But this does cause a question to form in his mind. One that wouldn’t be answered until after the Sports Festival: What makes a Hero, a Hero?

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Centaurus stood by as he watched his five students go through their exercises with a focus he hasn’t seen in his present life.

‘ These kids… ’ he thought with a hidden glee. ‘ They will go far. I just hope that they can hold in their destructive tendencies.’

That was when everyone felt it. A huge burst of mana.

“ I am… ” Izuku’s hushed voice seemed to echo throughout the gym. “ The bone of my sword!”

Momo and Ochako’s eyes went wide hearing those words and were nervous that he was summoning that during training. But they didn’t need to worry for dozens of swords began raining down from the sky as Izuku summoned weapon after weapon to deflect them. They all watched as he did this training with wide eyes while Momo and Ochako both had a resigned look on their face.

“Of course the idiot would do this,” Momo sighed. “I would have thought that he wasn’t this stupid anymore!”

Ochako sighed as well, “That’s Shi… I mean Deku for you. He’s rash and idiotic but he’s still the man we fell for…”

Centaurus overheard them and understood that this was common for the younger Midoriya. Sighing, the trainer ordered his students to take a break. Walking up to them, he said, “You kids are doing pretty good so far. We have just one more week until the festival so I will be helping you with your Noble Phantasms.”

Ojiro gave a grin as he felt a hunger for battle well up inside him.

“What are Noble Phantasms?” Centaurus asked as he turned his back to the five teens. “What are their purpose?”

“Noble Phantasms are crystalized mysteries that take the form of powerful weapons or abilities,” Momo spoke up. “They are made using human imagination as their core and are the ultimate weapons during a Grail War.”

“They can be anything,” Izuku spoke up as they all turned to him. “Weapons, support items, or even abilities. Even abstractions such as unique magic that can be on par with True Magic. Unique, even conceptual, curses and spells, and changes to the very environment and its physical properties.”

Centaurus nodded before he spoke up once more, “And again, what is their purpose?”

“Trump cards,” Ojiro stated before motioning to Izuku. “Like he said, they’re weapons. Ones to be used against other Servants in battle to defeat them easier.”

“Especially when you can copy them,” Izuku smiled slightly as he projected Rule Breaker.

Ojiro scoffed, “They’re just cheap imitations. Fakes.”

Izuku smirked at the unsaid statement. “We’ll just have to test that theory out in the Sports Festival. Am I right… Lancer?”

Ojiro gave Izuku a wild smirk, “Absolutely, Archer.”

Ochako and Momo looked at each other in resignation. Meanwhile, Toru looked at the two of them in slight confusion.

“While having a rivalry is a great motivation,” Centaurus stated as he interrupted the stare-down between the archer and the lancer. “Save it for the ring. Now then, try to bring out your Noble Phantasms.”

“Here?” Izuku asked his eyes going wide. “Where our full powers could potentially destroy the UA training grounds?”

Centaurus waved him off, “Don’t worry about it Midoriya. Now then, as you know, a Noble Phantasm is activated by saying its True Name. This is necessary for its emergence into this world.”

He paused and looked at everyone before stating, “Now then, who is up fist?”

Toru stepped up and she smiled coldly, “I am Sensei.”

They all backed up to give her space and she spread her arms out wide as mana erupted around her and generated a wind from nowhere.

“What’s happening?!” Ojiro shouted over the tempest. “Is this her Noble Phantasm?!”

“No!” Centaurus shouted back as he covered his face with his forearms. “This is because of the magical energy discharge that is generated from the summoning of your Phantasms!”

“ Zabaniya: Delusional Poison Body, ” Toru intoned as a liquid spread all over her body and dripped from her finger tips. The drips of liquid touched the ground and sizzled the dirt and killed the grass immediately.

They all looked at her and, unknown to each other, thought the same thing, ‘ I’m glad she’s not a villain. ’

“So it does work like that,” Centaurus muttered. “But I wonder… Hagakure, do you have control over it?”

Toru nodded and dismissed her poisonous Noble Phantasm. The incredibly potent toxins soaked back into her body and she was clean immediately.

“I’ll go next,” Izuku stated as he walked by the reborn Assassin. “This is going to be odd for some of you. But bare with me.”

Izuku raised his hand with his palm out in front of him. Blue wisps of mana erupted around him like a flame. Not dissimilar to how Toru looked.

“ I am the bone of my sword.

Steel is my body and fire is my blood. ”

The mana increased and everyone had to cover their faces from the wind.

“This is insane!” Ojiro muttered under his breath. “What does Archer have up his sleeve?”

“I have created over a thousand blades.

Unaware of loss, nor aware of gain.”

Momo’s eyes were wide as she knew what was coming. Meanwhile, Ochako was smiling softly.

“Withstood pain to create weapons, waiting for one’s arrival.”

Momo shot a discrete glare to Ochako who merely smiled back looking more than a little smug.

“I have no regrets. This is the only path.”

The mana reached its critical point and flames started to go across the ground.

“ My whole life, was Unlimited Blade Works!”

With the last word uttered, the flames engulfed everyone and they all appeared in a different world. A world of infinite blades. They were standing in the middle of a desert that never ended. However, they could see buildings at the edges of the sky that appeared similar to Musutafu.

“What the hell…” Ojiro muttered his eyes wide. “What is this place?”

“Welcome all,” Izuku spread his arms out wide, “To my inner world. My Noble Phantasm. Unlimited Blade Works .”

“This is incredible…” Toru muttered as she walked up to a broadsword. “Just incredible..”

“Indeed,” Centaurus muttered as he walked up to a spear. His eyes instantly widened as he recognized the weapon. “Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē… That’s Achilles’ spear. How did you-”

“I can copy any weapon I lay my eyes on,” Izuku said. “That is the only magic allowed to Izuku Midoriya.”

“So it is Ninth.”

Izuku sighed while everyone looked towards a thin white-haired man with piercing green eyes.

“Yoichi,” Izuku stated. “Why aren’t you hidden?”

 Yoichi shrugged as seven others formed around the group.

“Since you brought them into your own world, we figured that we should reveal ourselves,” Seventh said, her smile looked grim. “Besides, you need to know something.”

“All for One,” Fourth stated.

“My brother,” Yoichi spoke up before the others could, “is still alive. And I have a feeling that he is the one who is truly responsible for you all remembering your past life.”

Momo looked thoughtful, “Let me guess, his Quirk allows him to take?”

“And to give,” Fifth said. “He can give and take Quirks on a whim. He’s ruled Japan since the Dark Age of Quirks. We believed that Eight killed him five years ago, however he is still alive. It is the only thing that makes sense for the Nomu.”

“Tell us everything,” Centaurus stated. “Like how you are in my student’s Reality Marble.”

Seventh looked at Yoichi who nodded towards her before he spoke up, “That… is a long story. But very well, I’ll tell you everything. It all began when my brother, All for One forced a stockpile quirk onto me…”

In an underground hallway

“Thank you for meeting with us,” a man wearing a green jacket with a fur-lined hood and a bird mask on his face with gloves covering his hands spoke to a woman wearing a form fitting dark green dress.

“I only accepted your invite because I was forced to,” the woman spoke, her green eyes narrowed on her captor. “You’re lucky I’m unable to use my Quirk today.”

Her captor crossed his arms, “I want you to force someone to remember their past.”

“A hero?” she asked raising an eyebrow as she tucked her raven black hair behind her ear.

“No,” he replied. “A brat who’s curse is able to rewind any living being to the point where they are no longer living.”

“I will not use my Quirk on a child,” the woman nearly growled out.

“Then I’ll kill your family,” the man told her. “Your brother, nephew and your sister-in-law.”

The woman jumped out of her seat and spat in the man’s face, “Don’t you dare touch them!”

“I won’t, but only if you follow through with my request.”

“Fine,” she growled out. “Where is the kid?”

“In a week’s time,” the man said bringing his hands together in a steeple formation. “Will you use your… disease on the brat.”

“Fine,” the woman muttered. She clearly hated this, but her family was at stake and as much as her and her brother don’t get along, she loved them dearly. Even her nephew whom she’s only met once and that was only recently. “I hate working with you Yakuza types… you’re all monsters.”

The woman walked away, leaving the man alone.

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As the week passed by quickly, Izuku and the others finished their preparations for the festival. As Class 1-A was waiting to head into the stadium for the Festival to really begin, Shoto Todoroki walked up to Izuku.

“Midoriya,” he spoke up. “From a certain standpoint, I’m stronger than you. I will be winning this Festival.”

Izuku sighed and looked at the son of Endeavor. He saw the rage and… was that desperation?

‘ ... Now I gotta save this guy, ’ the Hero of Wrought Iron thought to himself. He stood up, looked into Todoroki’s eyes and smirked, “You may just be right Todoroki. But that was before all of this. Before the memories and Magecraft. You may try, but I can guarantee that one of us will be the ones who will reach the top of this Festival.”

Ojiro walked behind Izuku, “Archer is right. And I will prove it.”

“If your luck gets you that far,” Momo Yaoyorozu said. “You Lancers have the worst luck.”

“What did you say you no-name Master!?” Ojirou turned around quickly. His magical energy flaring.

“No-name?!” Momo stood up, her usually calm visage contorted with anger. “I will have you know that I am Momo Yaoyorozu heiress to the Yaoyorozu fortune! Not to mention I was Tohsaka Rin heiress and Second Owner of Fuyuki City! I am not a no-name Magus.”

“Enough!” Ochako shouted. “Momo, Lancer. That is enough. We are heroes. Not children. Sit down and settle this in the tournament.”

Before Ojirou could respond, an organizer for the event walked in and announced, “Please head out to the field. It's time for the Festival to begin.”

After announcing the classes, from Class 1-A to the support and business courses, Midnight announced, “Now would the first place of the Entrance Exam come up and give the Student’s Pledge?”

As Bakugo walked up to the stand, Izuku facepalmed as he prepared himself for what was about to be spoken.

“Alright extras listen up!” Bakugo spoke into the mic. His brash and abrasive tone practically silenced the crowd in front of him. “You all call yourselves heroes but where were you when we were attacked by villains at the USJ? Where were you when two of Class 1A killed a monster? Hiding, I bet. Hiding in fear like the mongrels you are.”

That one word caused Izuku, Momo, and Ochako, as well as Hisashi to go wide eyed. The blond hair and red eyes gave way to the image of the King of Heroes in their minds.

“To my fellow heroes at UA, in both Classes 1A and 1B,” Bakugo smirked as sparks lit up on his right hand that he had raised slightly, “Come at me with all you’ve got. If you freeze up, you die. If you hesitate, you die. If you don’t come at me with all your strength, all your power. You. Will. Die!  Don’t hide your power. Don’t be a fucking pussy. Fight me. Don’t be a mongrel that cowers at the slightest of battles. Go beyond what you can do, show the enemy that us Heroes are not cowards! May the best Hero win.”

Slowly but surely, applause erupted throughout the stadium and the explosion quirk user walked off the podium and back to his classmates.