I'm not a hero!

[Poisonn9i]

Disclaimer notice:

I do not in anyway shape or form own My hero academia, the only thing I own are my Ocs and Self insert.

There will be spoilers relating to the MHA franchise in general so be warned!

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After reading so many reincarnation stories and the coming realization that most of them were just alot of pedophilia and weirdos, I dropped most of em.



Don't get me wrong, I read some that were really good but shit like Mushoku Tensei. Yeah, I never really got into them. It's one of the few things im glad about, reincarnation really messes up romance you know?

It's one of the few reasons I prefer transmigration stories.



Still doesn't change the fact that I'm so fucked.



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I didn't die, I didn't get hit by a truck or meet god, I certainly didn't make some deal with a devil, nor did I meet a ROB.


Frankly I have literally no idea how I got into this situation. I wasn't particularly bad, I would like to think I was more on the good side. Was it me not reading my bible as much as I should?



Fuck, it probably was.



I knew for a fact that I wasn't hallucinating, I didn't do drugs nor do I remember being kidnapped and I've already pinched myself and looked at clocks and a newspaper on a wall, the text was too clear to be a lucid dream.



The most troubling part was probably what was ON the old, dirty newspaper.



[All might saves brave teen from a sludge villian!]

….

At Least it wasn't WORM.

….

Okay, N, you got this, you've read hundreds, maybe even thousands of SI fics, what's the first step?

Information, Shelter, Food, Water.

As I'm glancing down at myself, I realize something. Im in my fit. I never really dressed up that often. Maybe if it was my friends party or maybe some trip, but I had it on now. I have my military-like pants, those ones with a shit-ton of pockets, one of my darker shirts that had 'RAW' in the top left corner, my big puffy jacket with fur linings on the hoodie. I had my adidas sneakers that were black and white. I had my silver chain and my silver wrist chain, it wasn't expensive but this one felt different, ethereal, actually my whole outfit felt that way. It also felt like home.

Then I notice some more new additions. Not superpowery additions but shit that wasn't there before. I still had my 2 normal ear piercings but at the top of my right helix I had a piercing that had a chain connecting it to my right bottom lip. There was also a weight in my mouth, that upon some inspection, confirmed a tongue piercing. Hell, looking at the puddle, my hair had icy blond streaks, or well if you don't know what that means, it's just white streaks.

I had some body modifications but that was more secondary. The meaning was far more important. These modifications were supposed to-

{Rolling.......

Error
Error
Error

Roll interrupted
You were gifted: Bullshit physics : Anime

Cost: Free
+100 Gp
Current Gp: 200}

Pain.
My very soul felt it.
Being forcefully opened up and having a book stuffed inside my soul.
My soul wasn't being cut, it was being sheared.
No part of my being was untouched.


Then, I was fine. Like it never happened, like I wasn't in excruciating pain, like I didn't just feel like shedding tears of blood and going insan-

I felt a snap.

This time, I was actually fine.

Whatever "healed" me failed the first time. The splitting headache aside, I'm mostly back to normal – emphasis on mostly.

I had new knowledge, roughly shoved into my noggin'. Don't get me wrong, atleast I'm not completely fucked in a world where the quirkless are discriminated against horrifically, but well pain.

The Celestial Grimoire is from a CYOA fanfic thing I read. Basically every "X" amount of words, the protagonist gets a new magic, only problem being that 10 years could pass without a new power being added and well, I now know I'm in some form of story. On the other hand, it could be like the fics where the grimoire is just completely random with no care for the amount of words. I don't have anything fancy like a "bookmark" either, I can afford it or I can't, no saving, just a yes or no.

Right, before, I geek out too much, I need to figure out what I just got before it fucks me over. Anything messing with physics, need to be touched with at least a ten-foot pole.

I didn't jump when a screen appeared in my vision. Nobody can prove anything.

{Bullshit physics: You're telling me your quirk lets you make explosions from your hands but your reaction speed is comparable to some of the weaker speedsters? Yeah I don't buy it.

Effect : You WERE a normal human, now you have more animey logic applied to you. You can't survive being shot in the head but maybe you'll survive a cliff fall that feels like it should kill you}

That is mildly concerning.

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Never mind, break down later, compartmentalize and analyse later.

Where was I? Right, my change in appearance. I'm still 16(Going 17), but all these changes, I was only supposed to get once I finished highschool, a gift from my cousin.
I could feel tears gathering in my eyes but, I pushed it down, I will have time later.

Magic given by eldritch(?) gods aside. My first step is shelter. Judging by the dilapidated roads, cracked bricks and everyone looking
scared or thuggish. I'm guessing I'm in the slums. Which was great, perfect even. The sarcasm aside, it was better than some S-Rank villians hideout but it still sucks.

Judging by the fact that the suns still out, I'd say it's around 3-4ish, so-

{Rolling.......

Error
Error
Error

Roll interrupted
You were gifted: Touki: Highschool DxD

Cost: Free
+100 Gp
Current Gp:300}

I still have some sunlight.

Hiss

Okay, so the sharp pain is from the roll being interrupted, this should be the last thing. The constant warmth is nice atleast.

This time, I summon the window with just a thought.

{Touki: Touki is, in essence the external manifestation of one's life-force, in other words their Ki, which would be wrapped around them as an aura. Lifeforce go brrr.

Effect: Increases the user's offense, defense, and speed by shrouding themselves in an aura of Ki.}

From some vague instincts and magic bullshittery, I'm guessing these are my only 2 freebies.

Frankly, it's more than enough, it changes everything. But I keep getting distracted, shelter first, then magic nonsense. I have a limited grasp on Touki but a grasp nonetheless. I simply used it to "filter" all the life forces, find a place with only smaller ones, essentially bugs and rats etc.
That narrowed it down to about 5 places.

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The first 2 places were a bust, filtering by energy source doesn't really help when somes places are just junkyards. I found an abandoned fire station and chose that as a camp place. I found a soup kitchen along the way so that's food sort of sorted. Frankly I'm only using that for today before I get something else. I don't trust anything that's free in this universe. I've seen too many "good places" be fronts for some evil scheme.

I gather some cardboard boxes and use it to temporarily make a makeshift shelter, it's not going to win any awards, but it'll do for now.
l sit down and look at the sky, filled with the same stars at least and everything just hits me. I feel my throat clog up and my eyes start watering. I sniffle a bit here and there.

I'm never going to see my mother again, my father, I'm never going to see my cousins or my friends. I'm never going to help my mom get a cushy retirement.

I sob.

There was so much I wanted to do. There were so many goals left that I didn't even attempt. Books I wanted to read, food I wanted to try out, hell even my online friends. My culture is gone, at least how I know it.

God, what about my acquaintances, shit how are they going to break it down to the kids?

Well, don't get me wrong, I'm not a father or anything, "the kids" I'm talking about are my dog, my youngers cousins and the group of kids that I found and helped. Look whoever's out there, whoever's reading whatever fic I'm in, don't judge me okay? I'm not heroic, I'm not some gallant hero, I'm not some cunning protagonist or an apathetic one. I just wanted to be there for my family. We were broken and we had so, so many fights but they were all I had.

What am I supposed to do?

I didn't have time to think before but it's been hours. I don't have any identification or family or even friends. I'm a ghost! Im in japan, with a language I didn't even know before I got here.

HOW MUCH OF ME CHANGED?
HOW MUCH OF ME IS ME.

How much of me is me and not some thing.

Sob

I just wanna go home. I wanna sleep in a warm bed, I want to be whole again, I want to curl up and just read some shitty fanfiction or some new novels on NovelUpdates or even just play ball with my dog. God, I'm never gonna see him again?

If anybody said I sobbed and cried and went through grief that night, nobody would know nor care.

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I woke up sluggish. With a stretch and various clicks from my back, I looked around and felt a little sad, no more like I felt empty?

I don't know, but as I flop back down I start devising a game plan. I'm still in Episode 1 of the anime and well, I only have some bits and pieces from the movies and side stories, but it will be enough. It had to be enough. Please.

I'm going to assume that I'm not getting any more powers. If I get any, then I'll include it in my "training plan".

What am I training for, you ask?
I don't know.
I simply don't know.

With that depressing thought aside. I'm in an anime world, the amount of times I've dreamed of powers is enough.
Considering I have Touki, which is a more "physical power" compared to like being a Psychic, i'm going to focus on Rokushiki for now, well specifically i'm going to work on Soru and Geppo or in their English names, Shave and Moonwalk, which I am NOT going to be calling them.

They sound so dorkish in English, maybe it's just because I only watched the Sub but who knows? The main premise of both techniques is just kicking 10 times in an instant. One you kick the ground to essentially flash step, the other is essentially the same but with the air.

The next thing I should do is figure out long range attacks, maybe try getting a Mana Bolt like from The Gamer.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I probably need to clear my mind, this will most likely take a long ti-
Anddd never mind, I can feel it. Or more precisely I've felt It since I got Touki, the warmth I was talking about? That was Touki.

I move that warmth, or well concentrate it, to my right palm that's facing upwards and push it outwards. I did manage that. But I also made a blaze of white surround me. I managed to make the Touki into a small wobbly ball. I tried pushing it out but as soon as it goes past my constant flickering aura, it dissipates almost instantly. Now, sure I could feel down about this but-

{Rolling.......

You rolled: Great Fang: Warhammer Fantasy: Beastmen}

Cost: 200Gp
Purchase: Y/N
+100 Gp
Current Gp: 400}

I'm still giddy about being a freaking dragon ball character! It's every boy's dream to fire a Kamehameha and I have the chance to do it!

Nice, now that I'm not getting errors, I don't get headaches. I honestly don't even consider the Great Fang. I'm not going to be able to lug whatever that thing is and even if I could, I don't want it.

As i'm walking outside, I feel a little tired, probably because of my Touki use but I can test my limits after I have some sort of stability. I atleast feel safer walking in the dangerous part of this City, with it being daylight and me having a "quirk".

The first thing I did was go to the Musutafu General Library, it wasn't that hard to find, I just had to ask for directions from somebody in the "cleaner" areas of the city. I pushed through the see-through glass doors and I got instantly hit by the smell of old books.

The computers were in one corner, luckily I didn't have to make a library card as it was my first visit, I didn't ask why, but best not look a gift-horse in the mouth. I looked up the news and found something bad. That newspaper that was on the wall? The one that looked old and dirty?

It was 10 months old. As in the fact that the U.A entrance exam was yesterday. You know the whole school the show is based on? I couldn't have gotten in, but I could've done something but because of my absolute shit luck I couldn't do jack. Just my luck.

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I googled a place to sell some scrap metal
and I went to the scrap yard I found. It took me a couple hours of work but I managed to get myself a decent amount of cash. For 3 hours of back breaking work, I got a miniscule amount of 1260 ¥. That was with me using a miniscule amount of Touki to make it easier for myself here and there.

It took me an embarrassingly long time to sell anything because I had to be cautious as I had no gloves. I am not risking my safety for so little cash.

I could have done more but it was getting late and I don't particularly "live" in a safe neighborhood. It was Noon-ish, I woke up at like 11, spent an hour or so at the library and the rest at the Scrapyard. Before I head "home" I hit the Convenience Store~

The magical store that's in literally every anime. Nothing special but I bought myself some gloves that cost 300 ¥, some cheap noodles (150 ¥) and some pretzels(100 ¥) to snack on. I also bought a blanket (300 ¥) but I can't afford a pillow just yet, leaving myself flat broke. The pillow would cost 500ish ¥ give or take but I only have 410 ¥ on me.

Everything seems fine and dandy until I realise I need water. You know something humans need. That drops me another 120 ¥ leaving me with 290 ¥, I've leveled up, now I'm Super Broke.

I would like to say that I feel more than a little bit remorseful of my loose spending but I really can't. I missed breakfast and lunch so this was worth it. The gal at the Convenience Store was super helpful in helping me get some hot water for my noodles but that may have just me looking scary.

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Yeah, okay maybe it was just that, but like, can you blame me for not realizing that sooner? I heard that people in Japan were super polite so that's what I assumed! Hell there was a hero that was an orca, you know the thing that hunts sharks. Like excuse me, I know I look different but I'm not that scar-

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Okay, so listen right? I may have, perchance forgotten that I don't exactly look like me. I look scarier because of the piercings and the dyed hair but I think what really sold it was me being beefier than normal. Like I didn't notice it before my mental breakdown, but Touki made me beefier, like still lean muscles but my six-pack is way more firm than before.

Yeah-
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Yeah, I got nothing man, just give me some slack okay?
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Oh hey, nice, while I was having a mental breakdown, I managed to get home. I'm snacking on my pretzels and drinking some water before I realize that I need to set-up camp. I curl up in a corner and toss the wrapper in the corner, I'll pick it up tomorrow. Then the next thing I know is that im out like a light.

Spoiler: Authors Note

This is something I've been wanting to do for a while, and so this is a test run. Also while the mc does have the Celestial Grimoire, the first two rolls were "Anomalies", so you don't have to worry. Also do give me advice, I tried getting N to actually feel more realistic, as he's trying to get a game plan but he's panicking and going all over the place.

 

[Aleh]

I was never a hero, nor was I a villian. I'd like to think that I was a good person, but never a hero. But, in such a shitty world, being humane is certaintly rare.
Grimdark mha Si.
Celestial grimoire.

Click to shrink...

... umm. You seem to have gotten the summary and chapter switched.

 

[Lord of the First Flame]

I was never a hero, nor was I a villian. I'd like to think that I was a good person, but never a hero. But, in such a shitty world, being humane is certaintly rare.
Grimdark mha Si.
Celestial grimoire.

Click to shrink...

There's something off about this chapter but I can't quite put my finger on it.

 

[Poisonn9i]

Yeah, I'm fixing it atm

 

[Poisonn9i]

... umm. You seem to have gotten the summary and chapter switched.

Click to shrink...

Yeah, I fixed it, thanks for pointing it out.

 

[Xcell]

Well this looks promising . I look forward to more chapters.

 

[Poisonn9i]

Disclaimer notice:

I do not in any way shape or form own My hero academia, the only thing I own are my Ocs and Self insert.

There will be spoilers relating to the MHA franchise in general so be warned!

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I wake up bright and early at 5am. I'm not too sure if it's just my body's sleep schedule being fixed or something else. I don't even have my usual grogginess when I wake up, Touki comes with some sweet perks.

I have had some time to think. I've got information, I've got a shitty shelter, some basic food and water. Now I need to deal with the bone-crushing loneliness. I don't know how other SI's do it but I've had no communication, no music, hell nothing entertaining. It's just been about survival.

I think I can go for about a day or so more before I start going insane. Well not actually, but you get my point. I need music, hygiene and somebody to talk to. For music, I plan to buy an old music player. I think I could buy one for relatively cheap. For hygiene, I can manage in the public baths and buy toothpaste and a toothbrush. Communication will be last, I don't want to talk to anyone while my hygiene is shit. I'm a modern person dammit!

Hygiene is first on the list, followed by music and communication. Speaking of hygiene, my mouth doesn't actually stink nor do I smell bad. I smell like nothing actually, no body odor. But well, I need some habits to stay sane. Touki's very useful but it's making it hard for me to feel human at the moment.

Like I don't even have the gunk between my eyes from sleeping! How does that even work?! It literally makes no sense. Like just how.

I let out a sigh and just decided to move on.

I walk out of the firestation, the place itself is depilated, it has red paint peeling off the walls, it had an old musty scent but most of that is gone because I opened up the windows, don't get me wrong, it still smells pretty bad, but it's manageable. The windows have cracks running through them, the stairs for the emergency exit have rusted steel.

Overall, the place looks like shit. Perfect for a homeless indian teen. I head to a trash can that's not that far from me, just a street down and I realize that I can read, write and speak Japanese. Kanji, Hiragana, Katakana, I can do em all. Maybe it was just the stress from yesterday that made me not realize, but, well, it's unsettling.

I've been speaking and reading in a language I wasn't able to speak. I was using a new currency as if I've been using it my whole life. And it just slipped my mind?

Yeah, I don't buy it. Whatever brought me here wanted me not to notice. I don't know how much of myself changed but I need to be very careful with my new changes. I have no idea what could have been done to me and if it has side effects.
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[6 Hours Later, 11 A.M]

I expected something to change, maybe I finally get mana or something. I experienced a groundbreaking discovery after all, but nope, I did my work(and I hated every second of it), sold it for 1750¥ and decided to take a break.

I could work for more. But simply put, I'm not used to physical labor. Sure, my body is better but I'm still in a new place, doing new things.
The work itself is boring, and I made a paltry amount compared to my first day, and sure it's fun seeing myself do superhuman feats with Touki but after literal hours, it gets boring.

I leave the scrapyard after getting my cash. The guy working there had a bat-like face. Pretty badass looking shit, if I do say so myself. Another thing I've noticed, I dunno if it's just the ratios being skewed compared to the show, but I've seen a lot of mutant quirks.

It's been so freaking cool. Don't get me wrong, I'm still depressed but I'm in a world where literal superheroes exist. The people here are all decked with something that makes them completely unique.

Sure, we had fingerprints, blood types, DNA and all that other jazz, but c'mon, superpowers.

Excuse me, from bouncing up and down on the scale of happiness, I have superpowers.

And wasn't that a shocker. I've been here for 3 days, and it only sets in now. My guess? My need for immediate survival was delaying my reaction.

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In a world with a bunch of lunatics, which well, put a bit of a damper on my excitement but it is what it is.

I left the scrapyard with its rusted metal fence and barbs on top of its wall and I hit that convenience store. I'm hoping to see that goth chick again, the one with the elf ears. Oh I didn't mention that?

Best believe it baby. A goth elf, is it kind of silly for me to want to see some random girl? Yes. Do I care? No.

I've only ever seen a goth girl once before and well that's excluding the elf gal but I've also never seen a real life elf. It's like a double rarity.

And well, joking is my coping mechanism, so it'll help me a bit. The crunch of gravel under my foot comes to a halt when I see the store. The shit store? The one with old shelves and an even older creakier door? There was a lot of paint, and not the good kind.

The kind that's just a lot of red on the walls with demeaning shit like "Get out of here freak!" in a bright red or "We don't want you here, you long-eared bitch". The kind of shit that makes your bloodboil. The kind of shit, that if you had a shred of humanity would piss you off.

Inside I see the goth gal, with a choker on, fishnets, and all black. Maybe, if it was a different circumstance, I would've thought she looked cute or something.

But that's not what I thought when I first saw her. She was collapsed on her knees, with tears in her eyes and she was hyperventilating.

She looked pitiful. She did not look like the girl who helped me get some hot water without hesitation. She didn't have that confident, no-bullshit attitude that she had before.

I don't know when I started moving. She seems to be pretty out of it, so I gently coaxed her up. I put her on the chair in the corner of the room.

{Rolling.......

You rolled: Shouldn't That Have Exploded?: Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker}

Cost: 200Gp
Purchase: Y/N
+100 Gp
Current Gp: 500}

Horrible timing grimoire, also I don't get this one either because what if some civilian gets caught in my rebounding a projectile and making it explodable. What if it doesn't even work on quirks? Too many risks, too little rewards.

While I was blanking, the goth girl managed to get her bearings.

"You good?"

Yeah, I know, not the best thing to say to someone who looked miserable a few seconds ago, but after a few minutes, she was back, like she was used to rolling with the punches. And wasn't that just sad. It was a whole can of worms that I just won't bother with at the moment.

She spoke, in almost a whisper, just enough for me to hear. "Yeah, yeah I'm good."

Her next words were said with a lot of huffs and puffs in betweens, frankly, it looked like she was traumatized. And the fact that she bounced back from this quickly says that she might actually be used to do this.

"I just wasn't huff expecting the mutant haters to be here puff so quickly. Thought I'd get a huff break you know."

Now wasn't that a loaded statement.
And on the record? No, no I did not know.

"Jeez, you've had it rough man."

I really should just leave here, whoever did this might come after me next.

Sigh

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Who am I kidding? That option was never even considered.

"Where's the cleaning supplies? Just in the back room or somewhere else?"

"What?" she said looking absolutely befuddled, like she was looking at a lunatic.

"The cleaning supplies?"

She fumbled with her words a bit but eventually she got em out. "Yeah, they uhh should be in the backroom." she said.

"Oh right before I forget, what's your name? I can't keep calling you goth chick in my head."

She looked at me, directly in my eyes, like she was looking at my soul, before she uttered a single word.

"Clara"

"Gotcha, I just go by N." I said.

I'm exaggerating here, okay? Maybe it's just because of me being an introvert but god damn was that terrifying.

The backroom, like the rest of this place looks like shit, with cracked tiles, half a bottle of Sunlight Liquid, you know, the green stuff? A mop, a cloth and 2 buckets by the tap. There's also one of those old black plastic chairs. That's it, nothing more. I fill both buckets with water and Sunlight Liquid. Clara is standing by the door, watching me run back and forth, setting the cleaning supplies up.

The silence as I moved around was a little awkward but it was okay, it wasn't the "I hate you awkward" more the "You're new and I don't know how to talk to you" silence.

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[Clara's P.O.V Age: 16 Time: 11:40 Date: March 1st]

It's been a rough week. Hell if i'm being honest, it's been a rough life. My birthday was february 11th, so it's been about less than half a month since my asshole father and bitch of a mother kicked me out.

Besides the fact that according to the law I'm a legal adult but I can't work certain hours is bullshit.

I would say that my current shitty part-time job has been the best I've had. Admittedly that wasn't a very high standard but well, you make do where you can. The pay isn't completely shit, the people aren't immediately quirkist assholes, mutant haters usually stay away from the slums and the job doesn't even have illegal overtime hours!

Yeah, I know, very high standards.

My day was going relatively normal, somebody called sick last minute so I had to rush to my shift just after lunch, so I didn't even have time to put on some decent makeup to look somewhat professional.

Nothing too concerning, a bad start perhaps but nothing world ending. Then the shop came into view, and my breath hitched.

The red was obnoxious, the text nothing new. Maybe it was the fact that I felt relatively well adjusted or the fact that I wasn't expecting something like this so soon. I did something I would never usually allow.

I broke down.

I cried ugly tears but there was nobody supposed to be here anyway, not a lot of people are around anyway so I didn't consider what I'd do if anybody saw me.

And then someone saw me. And it had to be the weirdest motherfucker I have ever seen.

He's weird. That's the conclusion I've gotten over the 30ish minutes that I've been with N, that's the conclusion I've gotten to know. He saw my ears and wasn't racist, so he was bumped up in my head.

"Where's the cleaning supplies? Just in the back room or somewhere else?"

And then he helped and my brain short circuited. I've always wanted a prince charming to sweep me off my feet but when it actually happened I froze.

"What?" I managed to barely squeeze out. The next bit of the conversation just kind of blurred together.

"Oh right before I forget, what's your name? I can't keep calling you goth chick in my head."

And then that grabbed my focus. I think my heart stopped or maybe my chest got hit because it became painfully tight.

No one's done that before. Atleast, not a non-mutant. Maybe it'd be a shocker to some people, but the simple act of exchanging names with somebody was something new to me. Hell, I stared so hard, I'm pretty sure he knows I'm some kind of freak.

"Clara"

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OH MY FUCKING GOD I'M AN IDIOT. Why did I say my actual name?! God I feel so mortified. It's in the BASIC rules, god some weirdo helps me out and I actually tell him my name?!

I met this guy yesterday. I should not be giving him my name. Hell, the only interaction I've had with this guy is giving him some hot water for his noodles, and that was just some random act of kindness because I knew how much it sucked going home to my shitty apartment and waiting for some shitty noodles while you're starving.

Frankly, why is he helping me?! I'm literally broke, I look okay but my ears are a big turn off for most people, I don't have super strength or durability.

I need to get up. I need to see what he's doing in the backroom. I need to find out what his deal is.

And I do make it to the backroom. Only to pause as I see this guy leaving his back wide open. In a cramped space. As in I can jump him and he wouldn't be able to do anything. And that just doesn't make sense. Why on earth are you trusting me so much?

"Why on earth are you doing so much for me?"

Frankly, I didn't mean to say it, and it came out as more of a whisper, but he still heard me.

"The hell are you on about, this is just some basic fuckin human decency." said the weirdo.

And hell, looking at one of the scariest guy's I've seen say that, has been a real trip.
He's a solid 6'1, with muscles you can see under his plain white shirt, piercings and a "Fuck around and find out" bitch face.

All in all? The type of look that screams "Im looking for a fight", yet he's helping me so effortlessly.

I think I finally get the whole gap moe thing.

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[N's P.O.V Age: 16 12:30 March 1st]

Clara is not as scary as I thought. That whole goth scary thing she's got going on? Yeah, you can fool everyone else but not me. She's like a porcupine. You know, with spikes when she's threatened?

She's a goofball when she's not threatened. Like I've seen her staring into space or just blanking(no thoughts in her head!) and staring at me. Although, she still looks like she'll kill me.

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[2 Hours later, 14:30]

It took us 2 hours, but we cleaned up all the paint. I'm just glad that none of the shit she was selling was destroyed.

When I asked her about it, I got some more disturbing news about the government.

"As long as there's no property destroyed, and no heroes reported the vandalism, then these case's don't hold up in court. Maybe if the little shits who did this have a criminal record then they get a small fine, but that's about it."

And to that I say, how the fuck does this not count as a crime? What the flying fuck is going on with this world's law?

Like, I can see some logic here, if people think that they are "dodging" the law, there will be less damage done.

But no punishment at all?

That literally makes no sense.

….

After learning that this world's laws make no sense. I bought a Sensodyne for 300¥ and a cheap toothbrush for 60¥. I could've gone for something cheaper but Sensodyne was what I used back home so cut me some slack okay?

Then, after saying goodbye to Clara, I'm of-

"Wait!"

It was a desperate yell, not the usual calm nature from her that I was used to, so I stopped pretty much instantly.

"What do you want!"

For once, there were no unnecessary thoughts. My subconscious and I synchronized perfectly.

"Huh?"
Huh? What on earth is Clara talking about?

"For helping me out!"

Phew. Thank the lord, I thought it was going to be something serious.

"Nah, your good dude, I want nothin."

And with that done, now i'm off.

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[15 minutes later, 14:45]

After spending 400¥ on the bath house, leaving me with 1410¥ which I do not regret.
Why do you ask?

It's been nearly 3 whole days since I've had a proper bath. I gave myself a thorough scrub for my missing baths. Sure, my Touki keeps my body in tip-top condition, but the feeling of a nice hot soak after a long day is just, not something you can beat, you know?

Like, I can feel my muscles being relaxed.
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[45 minutes later, 15:30]

Did I spend too long in the bath?
Yes.
Do I regret it?
No.
Am I currently heading to the soup kitchen because I'm saving money?
Also yes.

Okay, so look, I wouldn't normally trust a soup kitchen but listen okay. It's called Mighty Soup NPO.

I really need to start paying more attention to these names. I know it was a rough day at the time but like come on past me. How did you not realize that All Might was the owner of this brand of soup kitchen.

Sure, I could be in a fanfic with an asshole All Might, but if I can't trust the literal number 1 hero, then this world is finished.

Hell, the flavour even changed, it's beef today and not chicken soup. And another big reason is that I have Touki now. I'm trusting it to neutralize any poison.

Well, more like I'm hoping, but whatever.

So hygiene has been taken care of, I just need my music player. I could work overnight but I'm wary of staying up at night. Considering that I'm living in the slums and I most likely would get jumped, I'm not gonna do that.

If I can't get more money, I can't work on my survival goals, then I guess I need to make a different set of goals?

Training goals I guess? I already want to work on Rokushiki, but well I know I struggle with consistency so I guess a type of gravity training?

Yeah, I think I can get some type of gravity training going.

Now, I think for the short-term getting gravity training and Rokushiki, for the long-term I guess, I could go big, let's-

{Rolling.......

You rolled: See the Truth: Generic Magical Girl

Cost: 300Gp
Purchase: Y/N
+100 Gp
Current Gp: 600

Sometimes the bad guys hide themselves or their bases behind illusions, making it hard to spot them. This power lets you see through those disguises – at first it won't be very strong, only letting you notice that there's something off about that wall, or that stranger in the crowd looks a bit blurry, but eventually you'll be seeing through their illusions as though they weren't even there. A word of warning though – stronger opponents make stronger illusions, so if you want to see through the enemy leader's disguise, or even notice it, you'll need a lot of practice at this.}

The See The Truth was very tempting. The problem being, I have no clue if this only works for magic or not. And judging by the description, it might.

And slight problem with that, nobody in MHA uses magic.

Right, where was I?

Goals.

The big long-term project would probably be Ultra instinct.

For the medium-term goal I have no idea. I technically have something from Dragon ball and One piece. For Bleach, let's try and make myself some spiritual pressure. I'll put that in medium term goals. And finally for Naruto, I'll try to make a Rasengān. Then from there maybe a RasenShuriken and a Kamehameha?

Okay, that's perfect.

Short-term goals: Gravity training, Rokushiki, Rasengan.
Medium-term goals: Kamehameha, Rasenshuriken, Spiritual Pressure, Rokugan
Long-term : Ultra-Instinct

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[Location: Abandoned Fire station, Time: 16:00]

As soon as I enter the fire station, I immediately get to my corner.

I sit down crossed legs, with my palms on my knees, eyes closed. I'm in a classic meditation pose.

I have a game plan and today I'm gonna get either Senjutsu or my gravity training. I slowly breathe in and out.

I put all my unnecessary thoughts in a little box and throw them away.

All my hopes.
All my dreams.
All my struggles.
All of my confusion.

It's just my Touki and I.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

I don't know how long I was like that, in that trance before it stopped being just me and my energy.

I started feeling it, wisps of energy, green energy, tainted with red.

Full of pure malice.

I couldn't possibly hope to contain that, it felt like, no it is, the world's malice. It's so heavy. It's in so much pain.
I can't contain it, but I want to help. Even if I can't hold everything, just a trickle would be enough. Just to ease your burden.

I can't do much for you green but I'll take that hate that's tainted you for so long and I'll help make your head feel a little clearer.

Why a$#r&e y%#o*^u he&$lpin%$g me!?
Yo%*#(u're n^$#(ot ^$*@even fr^*÷om &(me.

Why? You ask?

Because somebody has already done it for me, so it would be hypocritical, if I don't do the same for you? Wouldn't it?

Spoiler: Authors Note

In case you wanted to know, green just said "Why are you helping me!?
You're not even from me.

Also that last scene?
Totally unplanned.

I was planning on having him use the world's hate as gravity training. Like he takes in some of it, purifies it and lets it out. It was supposed to give our MC a more "heavy" aura around him, then maybe use that for a technique. Wasn't sure about it. Also most of those techniques are also unplanned so the muse fucked me over.

I hope I could convey the effortless kindness I want our MC to convey. That's his gimmick. He's not a hero, but he wants to try and live up to the greats. He's just a guy trying to do good. He's going to panic, he's going to fail, he's going to do stupid things, but he'll make progress.

I hope this one was decent, I think my first 2 chapters were the worst I've made. I have 6 atm.

 

[trashtaker]

The planet is gonna straight up kill any quirkist supremacist if they ever tried their shit on MC.

The planet is definitely gonna make the bubonic plague that only targets people with quirks