488Hello!
So, I got this idea in my head while trying to write chapter 13 of my other fic [Phantasia] and could not even attempt to pass on this idea. Now, I am a gamer... pretty big one in fact, and I thought "Hey! what if the cinnamon roll that is Midoriya had the abilities of the Warrior of Light?" and well, here we are.
This will not replace my other story, nor will this be a few chapters and then forgotten, it is merely a break between different stories as not to burn myself out.
I hope you enjoy the first chapter and continue to do so in the near future.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to My Hero Academia and Final Fantasy XIV, they belong to their copyright holders.
Chapter 1: Hear, Feel, Think
"It's not bad to have a dream, young man. Just make sure that your dreams are attainable, realistic, understand?" spoke the 'deflated' number one pro hero All-Might, looking back towards the green-haired boy that had asked him if he could be a hero, despite being quirkless.
While Toshinori Yagi, aka All Might, had felt for the kid, he truly did, but being a hero meant you had to deal with villains that often would be just as or even stronger than the hero… being quirkless left one at an extreme disadvantage. He was merely trying to keep the boy safe. He even offered other alternatives like being a police officer like his best friend and ally, Naomasa Tsukauchi.
He shut the door behind him and reached for the bottle in his pocket, "Well, let's get you to the-" he stopped, feeling around the now empty pocket and even checked the other one before staring out the window from inside of the stairwell and seeing a plume of smoke rise over the cityscape, "Oh no…"
Meanwhile, as All Might had shut the rooftop door, Izuku Midoriya's semi-calm face slowly began to tear up. He hiccuped before he fell to his knees and broke down, the tears coming down his cheeks burned him as he clenched his eyes and sobbed.
The memories of the years of negativity and neglect flooded his mind as if further to bombard him into the cement of the rooftop. How he suffered for the last fourteen years at the hands of his friend- no, former friend Katsuki Bakugo. The dulled pain of the most recent burn marks on his shoulder, reminding him of what happened before being attacked by the sludge villain.
"I... I guess you were right, Kaachan…" Izuku spoke softly as he clenched his hand into a fist, "I really am a Deku…" slowly rising to his feet, the tears still streaming down his cheeks, which were now puffy.
"All it had to take for me to realize that you were right was to have All Might tell me the same thing… Who was I kidding? I already knew…" he huffed as he turned slowly towards the rooftop edge, "... I was just a hopeless dreamer too stubborn to realize how useless I am."
Slowly the teenager began to walk towards the edge, looking down to the ground. He felt scared, but also very tired… tired of the bullying, tired of hiding his injuries from his mother and worrying her… he knew this was the "coward's way out," but when most, if not the entire world doesn't care if you exist or not… then why should he?
Izuku slowly leaned back and was about to take a step forward when his head started to hurt slightly, grunting out in pain as a single word echoed deep within his mind.
'Hear...'
Izuku gasped loudly as the pain faded; he blinked and realized he had stepped a few feet back from the edge of the rooftop. The voice that spoke within his mind had confused him slightly; it felt almost motherly in a sense and had left his body feeling warm once the pain had faded. His thoughts about what just happened were interrupted as he heard an explosion go off in the distance and seeing the plume of smoke. Izuku blinked for a few moments but then took off running to the rooftop door, his body feeling drawn towards the chaos.
It didn't take long for Izuku to make it to the chaotic scene before him. He could see a group of pro heroes trying to do damage control. Mt. Lady was currently in her giant form and trying to figure out a way to maneuver through to get to the villain. Death Arms struggled to get even close to the villain, shouting how he took a hostage.
Backdraft was using his water hose quirk to help keep the fires from spreading to other buildings because of the explosions caused by the hostage trying to escape. Simultaneously, Kamui Woods was using his wooden limbs to keep two other teenage boys from the fire. Izuku's eyes widened when he recognized the two as Bakugo's 'lackey's' and turned his head towards the sludge villain once again.
'How did he escape All Might?!' the green-haired boy shouted internally before it dawned on him. When he had grabbed onto his leg just as All Might jumped, the bottle must have fallen out!
...This was his fault…
Izuku's thoughts began to grow in despair once again as he watched the scene before him.
'Why are the heroes not doing anything?'
'This is my fault!'
'Someone save him!'
'I'm so pathetic!'
The green-haired boy's thoughts were knocked out of him as the sludge villain roared and laughed.
"HAHAHAHA! GIVE IT UP, KID! WITH YOUR QUIRK, I CAN DEFEAT ALL MIGHT!" shouted the sludge villain firing off a few more explosions at the buildings as well in the general area of the watching public. Katsuki Bakugo roared back as he kept using his explosive quirk to try and free himself.
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME AND CRAWL BACK INTO THE SEWER WHERE YOU BELONG!"
"You got spunk, kid! It will be great once I take over your body!" the putrid being chuckled darkly as his sludge began to pour more over the trapped blonde. Izuku watched from the sidelines, eyes wide and soon catching a glimpse of his bully's scared look. The warm feeling from before pulsed over Izuku's body. A single word echoed out as time was slowing down.
'Feel...'
"YOU IDIOT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" shouted Death Arms as he saw the green-haired teenager run past him straight towards the villain. Izuku was just as confused as the pro hero.
'WHY am I running? What am I going to do? I have no way of taking out the sludge villain; I'm quirkless! A stupid, useless Deku that liked to write in- That's it!' thought Izuku as he pulled off his high school backpack and lobbed it towards the face of the slimy being before him. A pencil case slipped out and nailed the villain in the eye, causing it to cry out in agony and loosen his grip on the trapped boy.
Katsuki took a deep breath as he watched Izuku climb up the sludge and begin to try to claw and dig him out, "What the fuck are you doing here, Deku?!" screamed the bomber blonde as he continued to struggle. However, he stopped when he looked to his 'victim' trying to help him.
"I don't know! I just ran without thinking!" Izuku shouted back as the warmth enveloped his body again, the voice speaking to him like a whisper.
'Think…'
Izuku blinked and shook his head slightly before giving Bakugo a teary-eyed and wobbly smile, "I-I just couldn't let you die, Kaachan."
"Touching…" a dark voice drew the attention of the two boys before Izuku was knocked a few feet away, grunting as his back hit the pavement and stared up at the sludge villain who seemed to be growing larger.
"But I have a new toy now; YOU ARE NO LONGER WANTED!" it screamed, raising it's thick arm up and began to bring it down.
"He's going to kill him!" shouted one of the pro heroes as they ran forward to save the idiot. Izuku rose his hands up and clenched his eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
The 'inevitable' didn't happen.
Nothing had happened.
Izuku slowly began to open his eyes, moving his arms away as he didn't feel the pain of the incoming attack, and the area around him was silent. Blinking as if he saw this right, he looked around as he would take in the vast emptiness of space around him. He slowly got up onto his feet and realized there wasn't even a ground to step on. Where the hell was he?!
As he took in more of his surroundings, he noticed what could have possibly been a sun far to his right. Oddly feeling compelled to get closer to it, he started to walk towards it, his footsteps as silent as the area around him. As he walked for what felt like minutes, a flick of blue light caught his eyes as it danced towards him like a firefly.
Izuku stood there as what appeared to be a small shard of that looked like crystal humming and glowing brightly. The boy raised an eyebrow, staring at the weird little thing before him; he felt the warmth once again envelop his body. The soft motherly words echoing not only in his mind, but he could feel it within the vastness of… whatever… space he was in.
'Hear… Feel… Think.'
Izuku frowned, reached out, and took the crystal with no hesitation.
All Might was watching the boy he had just admonished break past the line to run towards the villain, seeing him haphazardly toss his school bag at the being and nailing it in the eye with a pencil case (an All Might one he would muse later on) and start to claw at the sludge to free the hostage. He heard the snippets of chatter between the two, both obviously knowing one another and seeing the green-hair boy give a weak but bright smile as if to let the other boy know he was going to be alright.
What a fool he had been.
The skeletal form of Toshinori Yagi started to steam a little before bulking up to his "alter ego," smiling brightly and started to run to block the blow meant for the green-haired boy on the ground. But a bright pillar of light soon engulfed the alleyway, blinding the number one hero as well as everyone in the area. It hummed for a few moments before, just as quickly as it appeared, it faded away. All Might opened his eyes and gasped as what stood before him was not the scared boy, but someone completely different.
The crowd gasped as there stood what looked like a medieval knight. Pure alabaster-white plates with gold trims adorned with grey metal patches accenting certain parts of the armor. Several of the motifs were like wings of birds or something angelic in nature.
The helmet was the most striking as it entirely covered the head of the person. While covered with the white, grey, and gold trimmings like the rest of the armor, there was a mane of darkened hair coming out the backside and said hair had green highlights, making the Pro Hero behind him widen his blue eyes.
On the left arm of the 'knight' was an equally exquisite heater shield; a beautiful light blue orb sat neatly near the top. And in the right hand was a sharp sword, glowing in power. While not precisely matching the exquisite armor's colors, it looked like something from a fantasy world with how elegant and 'bizarre' it was.
The sludge villain got its sight back just then, taking in the new foe, and growled, "Who the hell are you?!" it bellowed loudly and got no verbal answer in return before it screamed out in agony when the shield was tossed expertly into the eyes of the being again.
Bakugo's eyes widened as he watched the metal-clad figure take hold of the returning shield and then dashed in a single leap towards the pair, spinning in the air and cutting him out of his slimy prison. He grunted as he fell hard onto the ground, which snapped All Might out of his stupor of amazement.
The blonde hero dashed and quickly scooped up, Bakugo into his arms and brought him back to the other Pro's, who were merely watching the fight as it continued within the alleyway. All were mesmerized as the knight kept tossing his shield to bash the sludge villain's eyes over and over again. In contrast, he kept cutting away at the flailing sludged limbs.
"ARRGH! YOU WILL DIE!" exclaimed the sludge villain as it pulled itself back together and filled out more of the alleyway to try and enclose around the knight. As it was doing so, the sword was plunged into the ground as the metal-clad being shouted a single word that echoed loudly off of the walls.
"CONFITEOR!"
Within mere milliseconds, a golden circle full of strange runes surrounded the villain. Within the center mass came a giant golden blade that shot up through the villain, who screamed in pure agony as it exploded in a sludge-filled mess that covered the walls and some of it splattering on the heroes and Bakugo from how close they were.
A few silent moments passed, and the knight slowly placed his sword to his side and the shield onto his back., turning his head back towards the group of heroes who were awe-struck by such a feat.
The knight was about to say something, but he vanished with a twist of sparkles and a bright shining light in a blink of an eye.
Izuku groaned as he placed his hand upon his head, running his fingers through his hair as he had a massive headache. He slowly and tiredly pulled himself from his bed. He stomped towards the bathroom to get himself ready for another day of hel- school. He sighed as he opened the medicine cabinet to get the toothpaste, and after closing it, he dropped it into the sink and exclaimed, "WHAT THE HELL?!"
His reflection was much different from the previous day, as the ordinarily scrawny Izuku was now not. Still lithe in build, but he was cut and muscular as he also noticed he even grew a solid foot in height! His hands searched and roamed his body, and he even pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Ow! O.k. this is not a dream!"
The green-haired boy looked down to his legs and saw them tense as he shifted around; he began to analyze himself and was muttering out loud, "... I don't remember being this fit ever! How the hell did this happen overnight?" he asked before taking a peek at his "little Deku," more out of curiosity and to make sure nothing was wrong.
He paled; apparently, he was proportional now to his new physique.
Izuku stormed out of the bathroom quickly, muttering a mile a minute as he searched through his clothes to find something to wear. Still, to his dismay, nothing fit anymore!
Dashing to his mother's room, he knew his father's clothes were much larger than his, and thankfully, his mother was still very sentimental in regards to his long-dead father. He found a pair of jeans and a simple black t-shirt and muttered out a "sorry dad" as he put them on.
The clothes were still a little tight, but they were more manageable; as Izuku wandered down the hallway, he began to retrace his steps about what happened yesterday. Izuku remembered the awful day at school, then the sludge villain trying to take over his body, then… All Might… and lastly, he was trying to save Bakugo from the sludge villain, then… nothing.
He stopped in his small kitchen, thinking hard now as he realized he had no memory after almost being killed by the villain. He didn't remember how he got home and into bed!
"You sure mutter very loudly, Kupo!" a high-pitched voice spoke to him that froze the teenager in his tracks. Slowly, Izuku panned his eyes towards the origin of the mysterious voice and gazed upon an odd creature.
Before him was a sizeable white-furred creature floating in the air with little flapping bat wings keeping it aloft, its eyes seemed shut. Still, he could tell it wasn't blind as he looked up to see an odd sphere attached to the creature's head. The silence between the two continued before it spoke up again.
"Good Morning, Kupo!"
Izuku screamed.