It's a REEEEEEEEEEEEEEWRITE

I've been told this was pretty shit, and frankly I agree, so I decided to rewrite this (mostly).

Hopefully it's better.

Imagine Breaker and World Rejector. The ultimate shield and the ultimate weapon. One that protects against all and one that erases all. The wielders of the powers face off. Kamijou Touma and Kamisato Kakeru.

Great strength filled both fists.

"No tricks this time."

"Right."

The unreliable illumination from the streetlights suddenly vanished. Complete darkness fell.

And in that darkness, something happened. A deafening noise rang out.

Imagine Breaker and World Rejector clashed.

The Imagine Breaker. The mysterious power that lies in the right hand of Kamijou Touma. It has the power to negate and cancel out all things supernatural, as long as it is touching it. It could negate esper powers, magic powers, and even negate God's miracles.

The World Rejector. The just as mysterious power which could banish anyone and anything to an excess region in the timeline, as long as the person had conflicting desires within their heart. It was held by an ordinary high school boy, Kamisato Kakeru, on his right hand. The world rejector was formed from the desires of magicians to abandon and escape the current world. As a result, he held a grudge against the Magic Gods, and to Kamijou who was protecting two of them.

The shadow of the hand which possessed World Rejector came into contact with the right arm of Kamijou Touma.

Imagine Breaker can only negate things it was touching.

World Rejector activates when the shadow of its hand touches an object.

As people do know, you cannot touch a shadow.

As a result, the right hand of Kamijou Touma disappeared, swallowed up by the World Rejector.

"AHHHH." Blood spurted out of the stump of what once was a right hand. A shocked expression formed on Kamijou's face quickly replaced with the feeling of fear, desperation, and pain.

Kamisato capitalized on Kamijou's shock and moved in to deal the final blow.

"Do you wish for a new world?" Kamisato leaned in with his right hand outstretched. His face was completely emotionless as if banishing someone to a place where they could never return was a thing he constantly did. Kamijou couldn't do anything about it. His only power, the imagine breaker, had been exiled. He was going to be banished to another world. He failed the magic gods he swore to protect.

He thought of Othinus, whom he spent an eternity fighting.

He thought of Nephthys, whom he swore to protect.

"I can't lose now. Not when people are counting on me!"

He willed the strange power that hid in his hand, suppressed with the Imagine Breaker to come out. The invisible "thing" that had come out multiple times. During the fight with Othinus. During the battle with Fiamma. Both of those opponents had overwhelming power, but while the Invisible Thing defeated Fiamma, Othinus in her 50/50 mode crushed it with no effort.

The power within his arm… Kamijou did not trust it. Multiple times now it had appeared, and it was dangerous. Kamijou could feel it, and if it weren't for him holding it back, it would have already killed some people. But this was an emergency, and Kamijou did have the capability to control it to a certain extent,

"This guy…He defeated multiple magic gods! If this strange power can be easily defeated by a weaker Othinus... his World Rejector would be able to suppress even that thing in my right arm!"

The Invisible power burst from the place where the Imagine Breaker was.

And so Kamisato felt that the great power of the Invisible Thing.

And for a split second, negative emotions overwhelmed his mind.

Fear. The feeling of being insignificant. That he was worth nothing in this world. But the Invisible Thing struck too late.

If Kamisato attacked Kamijou just a fraction of a second later, he would have succumbed to the power of the Invisible Thing.

However, it was too late. The shadow of the right hand of Kamisato Kakeru had touched the invisible thing and the body of Kamijou Touma and the same time, activating his power, and exiling Kamijou Touma into the new world.

The next thing Kamisato knew, the boy had disappeared. As far as Kamisato knew, the normal highschool boy known as Kamijou Touma had been transported into the excess region of the world's timeline.

A place already filled to the brim with magic gods that Kamisato had defeated earlier. It was sad, but Kamijou Touma was gone. He would not be able to return from the region World Rejector had sent him to, and even if there was a way to do that, the magic gods of the region would have already killed him anyway.

Kamisato sighed. "I was hoping the Imagine Breaker put up more of a challenge. The thing beyond it, however... heh. Who knew there was something other than Imagine Breaker residing within Kamijou Touma's right hand…It was luck allowing me to win against him.' Kamisato sighed in relief. 'The thing beyond the right arm…'

Suddenly, Kamisato frowned. "That's weird. World Rejector seemed to work on Kamijou without me even saying the command words."

Kamisato shrugged it off as being activated by his subconscious in an alarming situation.

The World Rejector. It was a right arm wielded by Kamisato Kakeru, and its ability is to send its victims to the excess regions of the current world's timeline.

There were no parallel universes, or a multiverse. Everything is confined to a single timeline, but this timeline is like a rubber band.

It can expand, and contract. Therefore, there are a lot of excess, unused space. That was where the victims of the World Reector were sent.

Kamisato compared it to only using ten frames in a sixty fps film, with no one noticing if subliminal footage is slipped into two or three of the leftover frames.

Activated under a specific condition, the most important one being that the only things World Rejector could effect were people who had conflicting desires within their heart, and the things that they produce. Those were the things that World Rejector could send to the other world.

So Kamijou Touma must have had conflicting desires, no matter how pure he seemed on the outside. Some of his ideals that he boldly argued for were conflicting. Kamisato found this amusing.

'Well, I don't have to worry about Imagine Breaker any more. He's as good as dead."

Kamisato thought he banished Kamijou to the region where the other magic gods were.

Actually, he didn't. He had no way of knowing, but the power of the Invisible Thing was the one that interfered with the World Rejector, causing it to malfunction and automatically activate, which in turn caused it to instead transport Kamijou to a parallel world.

When the shadow of the right hand touched him, Kamijou Touma already knew he was going to suffer the same fate as the previous victims of Kamisato Kakeru, the Magic Gods. He was expecting to be in a place, alone, with all of the magic gods.

The same type of people with overwhelming power, all on the same level of Othinus, who he spent millions of years fighting. The very thought of fighting magic gods yet again, just days after the event at Norway and hours after the situation with the High Priest filled him with fear.

Kamijou was scared. He was scared of what to come, and what he had to do to survive.

Imagine Breaker caused him misfortune by cancelling out the blessings of God. And the greatest misfortune that one could face was being unable to die in a world full of pain and suffering.

Even if these Magic Gods were aggressive, he would not be granted an easy death. His only hope was to make peace with the Magic Gods and try to make his way back to his Original World.

These thoughts all happened in a millisecond, as that was the time it took for the effects of the World Rejector to take place.

Kamijou Touma appeared as fast as he disappeared. The mysterious power in his right hand was still raging. Uncontrolled, it sent shockwaves of force and intimidation throughout the vicinity, which was on top of a building in a city in Japan

'Stop…..before I hurt someone…' Kamijou desperately commanded the Invisible Thing. "I… said… STOP!" he roared.

Suddenly, another, stronger power reigned the Invisible Thing back into the stump. A new arm regenerated almost instantly, just like all the other times when his arm got cut off before. He was starting to get kind of used to it. "Where….am…..I…." Kamijou muttered aloud.

He looked at his surroundings. He was in some sort of city, but he didn't recognize anything 'Where the hell did Kamisato send me? Is this the excess region filled with Magic Gods?'

He looked at the street, which he saw a sight he wasn't expecting.

'What? They're filled with people?!' Panic overcame Kamijou. 'S-so these are all Magic Gods? A whole city of them?'

His heart started beating uncontrollably, and he got flashbacks of his fight with Othinus.

One instant, he was charging at her, and in the other, he lost all feeling in his legs. He looked down, and saw his torso split in half. Screaming in pain, Kamijou didn't die just yet. A few more seconds of the most excruciating pain...

And he was back into this world. 'Calm down, calm down. There's no way that Kamisato could have defeated that many magic gods in such a short amount of time anyway…' He tried to reason with himself, and the more he did, the more sense it didn't make.

So Kamijou figured that it was very improbable that all these people were Magic Gods, especially since the place he was in was very developed, and organized. There were buildings, sidewalks, roads, traffic lights, shops, trash cans, and everything else you could see at a typical Japanese city.

When he saw shop signs in Japanese, that confirmed that he was in Japan. 'Alright, at least I'm in Japan right now, so If I'm in the same world, I can just get back to Academy City!' Kamijou brightened up in the prospect of getting back, and started surveying his immediate area.

It was an urban area with a lot of people and large buildings. It looked a lot like Academy City, as the technology on display was pretty similar to what they had in Academy City, a city with technology about thirty years advance.

That meant that Kamijou was in Academy City, right? But this was one place he did not recognize.

That gave him a bad feeling, but it wasn't like he was an expert in the whole of the city, right? He only lived there for a few years anyway as well.

Looking down on the street, it seemed pretty normal, but there was an anomaly.

'Wait, isn't Academy City mostly students? Why is this place full of middle age men?' Kamijou suspiciously thought. The building he was standing on was short enough to look clearly at the receding hair that were a characteristic with middle age men.

That was his first clue. But when he looked closer, he saw that some of these people had things on top of their head.

"Huh, that cute girl over there is wearing cat ears." Kamijou muttered aloud, momentarily forgetting about his current situation by getting distracted by a cute girl. "Is that a cosplayer or something? Why would she wear something like that in the middle of a busy street…"

Shaking off the distraction of cute girls, he turned his attention back to scouting below to try and find clues of where he was. After all, he was still too tired to move after getting his hand cut off. Besides, the door was locked from the roof down to the ground.

Kamijou's suspicions grew when he saw a man wearing a scarily realistic horse mask. And then more when the boy with a tail walked past his line of vision. And then some more when the octopus-human hybrid trudged past.

What the hell was this?

Was it some kind of Academy City tech to change appearances? Maybe some very realistic illusions that some company was trying out here?

Kamijou kept trying to find excuses to explain the supernatural phenomenon that was staring him right at the eyes, but couldn't find a definite answer.

However, he still had a mission, a goal to get to.

An overwhelming feeling of panic and desperation filled Kamijou. He needed to get back to his world, defeat Kamisato and save Nephthys and Othinus. Kamijou needed information. He was in an unfamiliar place, at an unknown time. After realizing this, Kamijou whole body sagged.

"Such misfortune."

"What misfortune?." A deep voice boomed behind him.

Kamijou turned back suddenly, getting ready for a potential fight with the person behind the voice. Why was someone on a rooftop in the middle of the night? Could it be that he saw him there, and was going to get him out of there? But what he saw blew his mind.

It was an overly muscular man wearing a spandex suit. Kamijou, thinking that this was just an illusion or an esper power to change appearances, didn't have the reaction one would think he would have. "Who the hell are you?"

"You don't know who I am? I am All Might!" The man said. "And I have to ask you a few questions, young man."

Kamijou couldn't take him seriously. He wouldn't take anyone who was wearing spandex unironically and calling themselves, 'All Might.' But he rolled with it. "Ok, All Might, what kind of questions do you have to ask me? And by the way, that's a nice power you have, being able to look like that so realistically."

All Might didn't understand the meaning of his words, but ignored it. "I felt a great primordial power emanating from this exact position,"

'Ah, he must be talking about the Invisible Thing. Maybe that's why he showed up in this form instead of his real appearance, maybe this was more optimised for a fight.' Kamijou decided to come clean. "Heh, yeah, that was actually me. Sorry about that, I have it under control now."

"I see." All Might frowned. "But I still have to take you somewhere else to ask you some things. You're trespassing on private property, after all."

Kamijou sweatdropped. "Aren't you as well?" he said in a deadpan voice.

All Might coughed awkwardly, and changed the subject. "Anyways, let's talk somewhere else."

Kamijou realised his urgency. "No wait, my friends are in danger, I need to go, no-"

With blinding speed, Kamijou was picked up by his muscular arms (which felt real, so that cancelled out the probability of his power being illusion related) and transported to a deserted beach bench.

Shocked, Kamijou turned to All Might. "H-how, why are you wh-what?" he managed before throwing up in the ocean water.

The speeds that this All Might traveled were at the same level of the supersonic planes that Kamijou had rode in Academy City, and he had a feeling that All Might was holding back on his speed in order to not injure him.

All Might politely watched from a short distance away, watching Kamijou barf out the contents of his lunch. He made sure not to kill Kamijou with his speed, but nausea and vomiting were sometimes side effects.

After all that was settled, Kamijou sat down on the bench next to All Might. He urgently spoke to All Might. "I need to go, now. My friends are in trouble, and I need to be there."

All Might raised his eyebrows. "Where are your friends right now? I'll take you to them."

Kamijou was relieved. With this huge unit of a guy helping him get to back to District Seven, he might make it in time. "District 7, near the dorms."

All Might frowned. "District 7? There are no districts in this city, what are you talking about?"

Kamijou swore. "Shit, is this not Academy City? Well then, please take me to Academy City in Tokyo!"

Confused, All Might asked again. "What is this Academy City? Is it in Japan? I've never heard of it."

Kamijou didn't know much about the rest of Japan's knowledge on Academy City, so he gave a quick description of it. "The Academy City of Science and Technology? It's a city state within the borders of Tokyo, so take me there now please!"

All Might sighed. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about."

"What do you mean, I'm sure you've heard of it, it's literally a country within another country's capital! How many can there be!" Kamijou asked desperately. He was now standing up, talking to All Might who was still sitting down.

"There's only one I've heard of, and that's the Vatican within Rome. I'm sure with a description like that and a name like that I'll be able to know it. Are you sure you're OK, kid? Have you hurt your head or are you drunk or something?"

Bursting out in frustration, Kamijou snapped at him. "No, I'm not! I'm in an urgent situation right now, and my friends are at risk of getting exiled! I need to get back to them, I need to!"

All Might finally caved. "Fine. I'll take you there, but show me the way. This is Tokyo, so just give me directions.

"Thank you!" Kamijou brightened up.

To be honest, All Might didn't expect anything to be in the place where Kamijou had led him, and he was right.

It was just more city. No walls, no new country. All Might just had time, so he wanted to show Kamijou that it really didn't exist, and All Might had the means to show him that anyway.

When Kamijou saw that the place where he said was supposed to be an Academy City was just more Tokyo, he fell to the floor. "Where… am I?"

All Might sighed. "I'll take you back, kid. We'll need to have a long talk about your situation."

Back at the beach, Kamijou was still depressed.

He couldn't save them.

He couldn't save anyone.

He was truly in another world. Away from Othinus, Index, Misaka, his family, his classmates, and many, many more.

Kamisato had won, and surely, he would have completed his objective by now.

Exiling Nephthys and Othinus.

His only hope now was to maybe find Othinus in this world.

Standing up, he asked All Might to take him back to the place where he found him.

Perhaps feeling sorry for the boy, All Might obliged.

Kamijou waited, sitting cross legged on the roof. It was getting towards night time, but he was still waiting.

All Might tried to convince him to go. "Hey, kid, let's go back. It's really late right now."

"I can't." Kamijou said determinedly. "I have to wait, wait until she gets here. You can go back, I won't budge from this position."

All Might recognized the determination and resolve within Kamijou, and let him stay on the roof, even if it was private property. "Fine, I'll come back in the morning. Get some sleep, and I'll get you some food here before I leave."

All Might was also reaching his limit on muscle form for the day, so he needed rest. Looking at Kamijou, he trusted that he wouldn't move anywhere from that spot. That was just the things that his eyes were saying.

Kamijou did what he said, and stayed awake for the rest of the night. All Might came by and gave him a sandwich, which he hungrily devoured. That gave him at least some energy to keep awake.

But he soon couldn't take it, and slept on the roof.

In the morning, All Might came back up to the rooftop to the sight of a sleeping Kamijou.

The sound of All Might approaching him was enough to wake the boy up. Groaning, he rubbed his eyes, before truly waking up. He seemed to realise something. "Othinus!" Kamijou exclaimed, looking all over his body, starting with his shoulder.

She wasn't there.

Kamijou sighed, but then perked up again. And then sighed again.

She wasn't here, which was disappointing as he wanted some company.

But then he realised that he was being selfish, and then figured that her not being here was good, as she didn't get exiled.

But then he yet again realised that since he didn't see any magic gods here, and that this was probably a different world to the world where the magic gods were at, she might be there, away from both Kamijou and the rest of the world.

After going through the myriad of different emotion, he slumped forwards.

"Good morning." All Might said. "I got you some breakfast." he tossed a breakfast wrap to Kamijou.

"Thanks a lot, All Might." Kamijou said. "I really appreciate this."

All Might sat down to his level. "So is there something you want to tell me?"

Kamijou chuckled. "Oh, I can tell you so much, but I need to know if you can be trusted or not."

All Might rummaged through his costume, which Kamijou still thought was way too over-the-top.

He finally found what he was looking for, a wallet, and took out a card.

He showed it to Kamijou. "That's all the proof you need, right?"

Kamijou sighed. He didn't know what this was, but if he admitted it, it probably was an indicator which showed that he wasn't part of this world. But if he pretended to know it, then he wouldn't know if he were someone to be trusted. He decided to trust him. "I have no idea what that is."

All Might was taken aback, confused. Someone who didn't know what a hero license was? He thought it was strange that he didn't know who himself was. This was getting more interesting. He explained it like he would to a child. "This is a hero's license. It allows me to use my quirk in the public in order to make a living helping and saving people."

Kamijou frowned. "You don't need a license or a title to help anyone."

All Might smiled. That was indeed true, and something he agreed with wholeheartedly. "That is true, and I share your sentiment, but this is something that is government regulated. I am a pro-hero, a hero that has been approved by the government to do hero actions in the public. Since use of quirks are prohibited, only certain individuals can do things like this, myself included."

"And how does that make me able to trust you?"

"The government trusts me, and so does the public when handling matters regarding their safety. Besides, I'm the number one hero, so I'm kind of a big deal. If you still can't trust me, pick up a newspaper or something." All Might offered.

"No need. Your costume says it all, and your power is overwhelming. Also, you're really nice, so I can see that you're a hero. I'll trust you, and tell you my situation and everything I know about it."

All Might smiled. "Excellent!"

Finally, they were making some progress.

"So in a nutshell, I got hit by this guy Kamisato, who has this special right hand which can exile things and people into another world. So I'm in another world now, apparently." Kamijou briefly said.

"I can understand if you want to keep things a secret, but I have nothing to hide about this world, so I guess I'll tell you about the basics of this world." All Might said.

He could still not believe that there was another world out there. And if there was, who knows what other things there can be.

"So this world, is a world of heroes and villains, as well as quirks. I think those are the most abnormal things about society, if you look at it about a few hundred years back." All Might started. "Quirks are superpowers that are genetically passed on from generation to generation, and about 80% of the population has it."

"80%?" Kamijou said, surprised. 80% of this new world had superpowers? Even in Academy City, the percentages for level 1 or above espers were about 60% to 40%, the powered people being minorities. "Wouldn't that cause a lot of chaos?"

"True. Some people abuse these powers for crime, fame, money, etc. Those are what we call, villains." All Might said gravely.

Kamijou nodded attentively. "Just like in the comic books."

"Precisely. That's where we got our inspiration for the names from, actually."

"So if there are villains, there are heroes, right?" Kamijou deduced.

"Yup," All Might nodded. "Heroes are the term given to government approved individuals who arrest and fight villains, more specifically people who use their quirk for crime. There are still police who deal with normal people and the actual legal system, though."

'So it's like Academy City's two law enforcements, Anti-Skill and Judgement.' Kamijou thought. 'Anti-Skill are the police, they deal with normal people and low levels, and are also in charge of the law. Judgement use espers to fight espers, especially the higher level ones, but they do not actually have the authority to arrest and charge a person.'

"And that's all the basic stuff." All Might finished. "I'll tell you more later, but I think I should hear a bit about yourself, don't you think?"

"Oh yeah, sorry about that, I didn't even introduce myself yet." Kamijou said sheepishly. "My name is Kamijou Touma, nice to meet you." he offered his left hand to shake with All Might.

"Left handed, eh?" All Might commented.

"Heh, it's more complicated than that." Kamijou said.

"So, young Kamijou," All Might started. "Tell me a bit about your world. What is there different from ours?"

Kamijou scratched his head. "Well, it's pretty much the same, minus the quirks and heroes and villains stuff. We have a different power system, if you can call it that."

"Oh?" All Might was interested. "Do you have a power?"

"Well, yeah. It's called Imagine Breaker, and it ca-" Kamijou was cut off by a sound of an explosion, then the sheer sound of a bank alarm.

It was a burglary.

All Might went straight into action.

He zoomed forward to the site of the explosion, just across the street from the roof of the building they were at.

With ultrasonic speed, he grabbed every man, woman and child that were under the building out of the way, letting it fall without hurting anyone.

Just when Kamijou thought it was safe again, another explosion rocked the building that Kamijou was standing on. Kamijou wasn't prepared for this explosion, so he stumbled all the way to the edge of the building. He fell forward, his body leaning on the railing precariously. As he leaned forwards, he caught sight of the perpetrator, a man shooting beams of energy from his hands.

The man was dressed in cliché robbery outfit, a cap, sunglasses, a black hoodie, jeans, and a mask. He was seen walking away from the scene.

Kamijou was pissed. "That bastard, he set off the explosions as a distraction for the pro heroes to put their focus on, leaving him to get away."

This person risked other people's lives, all for the sake of getting away for a nefarious crime. Kamijou could not let this stand. If All Might was preoccupied by saving lives, he would eventually get away if nobody ran after him.

Nevertheless, saving lives came first, so Kamijou frantically tried to open the door to the stairs.

However, after the explosion, the building Kamijou was standing on was still intact, but soon later, it started to crumble.

Just like All Might had done for the other building, he used his speed to save every person in danger, including Kamijou, who was placed on the street behind All Might.

'Dammit… I don't have much time left on muscle form… And I have to train Midoriya later... I need to finish this fast.' All Might thought

Knowing Kamijou was straight behind him, his thoughts were to show Kamijou how the world worked, and how a hero did his job.

From the conversations they had up to this point, All Might could sense that spirit, that heart of a hero that Kamijou had.

All Might truly believed that Kamijou would make a great hero. And he wanted him to be, so he tried to show off a bit right in front of him to give him an incentive.

The man was a few hundred meters away from All Might. This was an ideal distance for All Might to capture him. The wind that will hit the villain would not be too strong, but it would still do the job. As All Might pulled his arm back to do his signature move, the villain picked up a hostage, unknowingly to the No. 1 hero. But Kamijou saw it. He moved instantly.

"Detroit….SMA-SHIT" All Might stopped in the middle of his sentence. He had noticed the hostage as well. His punch was already thrown, and there was nothing even All Might could do to stop it from doing damage.

'Well, I guess that's it. What kind of a hero am I, hurting an innocent child like that.' All Might thought, resentful of himself. 'I was too arrogant in dealing with this matter, too caught up with showing Kamijou the way of a hero. I underestimated him, and I overestimated myself. May God have mercy on me…!?"

A sound of shattering glass could be heard over All Might's calling of the move. All Might was expecting the villain to be hit by the immense pressure of wind that would be created by One for All's power.

Nothing happened. No wind, no pressure, no punch. All Might even went back into his true form. A skeleton of a man, completely different from the muscular being that he was before.

Sunken cheeks, anorexic body shape.

"What...I thought I had more time on muscle form...Actually, I know I've got more time on muscle form. Then why am I back here... it must be some kind of outside interference. A quirk like Aizawa's? No one is here... except for..." All Might looked behind him.

The smoke created from the transformation was hiding him from view, but he could see a boy's hand touching his frail back.

The right hand of the boy he was talking to was touching his back. He tried to get back into muscle form, but it didn't work. This made no sense, as he could always get into muscle form, no matter how injured he was, even for a split second.

"There's a hostage, All Might!" the voice of Kamijou Touma rang from behind him. It was his arm which was placed on his back. 'Is that his ability? To be able to prevent people from using quirks?'

All Might immediately thought of a certain hero who had the same quirk, but then quickly realized it made little sense. 'If he's from a different world, why would he have a power that works on such a level with quirks?'

All Might didn't doubt Kamijou's word, but there was something special about that power of his. Something fundamental.

Kamijou had moved into action immediately, after he had seen the hostage being taken.

He had sensed the power laying behind the punch that All Might was getting ready to unleash onto the villain. It was something physically powerful he had only witnessed a few times before.

The amazing punch. It reminded him of that.

Flashing back to the situation with the level 6 shift Misaka, he remembered the long range abilities of the Amazing Punch, and deduced that All Might's punch was of a similar power level of that, which would potentially hurt the hostage the villain was taking.

Kamijou lifted his arm away from All Might. "You can get back now."

All Might felt power surge through his body, and tried to turn into muscle form. It worked, and All Might gratefully thanked Kamijou. "Thanks for saving him, and me. I really own you one, and I'm really sorry." He apologized as well.

"That's fine. Everyone makes mistakes, and it's learning from them that you need to do." Kamijou smiled. "What will you do now?"

Meanwhile, more buildings exploded. "I will try to save everyone I can."

"I'll deal with this bastard. I'll leave it to you." Kamijou ran off in pursuit of the villain, who was now 300 meters away.

Hearing that, All Might decelerated and turned to Kamijou, who was completely serious. "Wait, young Kamijou! This is a job for the Professional Heroes! Wait for help! You could get seriously injured like this!"

"I know. But I have to do this." Kamijou clenched his fist. The villain was slowly getting away.

"You would save someone you haven't even met? You don't know her, and you would risk your body, or even your life to save her?" All Might asked. That was not what one would usually do.

"Yes." Kamijou said without a hint of hesitation, nor unsincerness.

All Might was not surprised. He did remember what he said before when discussing the need for licenses to becoming a hero and helping people. "I still cannot let a civilian take on a villain. It is one of my duties as the number one hero." All Might turned back into muscle form and walked behind him, putting a hand on Kamijou's shoulder. "I'll deal with him after I save all these people. That is my job."

"I can kind of understand where you are coming from. But this is also my responsibility. You could have knocked out the villain by now, but I stopped you. I prevented you from carrying out justice. That makes it my responsibility to stop this villain."

All Might gawked at him. What he was saying was true…

Kamijou smiled at him. "But I'm not as weak as I look, All Might. I'll defeat the villain. You're more suited for rescue anyway. Besides, I can tell you're barely holding that form up." And with that, Kamijou broke into a sprint, going after the villain who was now a good distance away.

All Might just had a glimpse of the heroic nature of the mysterious boy with the strange power. He said he would risk his life for a girl that he never met before, without any hesitation or doubt.

'That is the heart of a true hero. He reminds me of Midoriya. A person that is worthy of my power.' All Might broke the sound barrier by running in order to stop the rubble from crushing innocent civilians.

Meanwhile, Kamijou was slowly gaining on the villain. He had chased people all around Academy City and had run from a fair share of people himself in the past. In other words, he was very experienced in chases by foot, which made him proficient in predicting where the villain would go, not to mention the superhuman stamina which Kamijou possessed.

The villain didn't make it easy for him; he turned and twisted into different hallways and corridors, all attempts to try to lose him, but Kamijou read through all of them. He had experienced and even used the techniques the villain used to lose him. 'That won't work on this Kamijou.'

Kamijou let out a chuckle. Who would have thought spending hours running around the city with someone chasing him would help him like this.

Speaking of his stamina, after all the adventures Kamijou had gone through, he had built up a pretty impressive body, with him being fitter than most adult men, including the one he was chasing.

In a few minutes, Kamijou was right behind the villain, despite the original difference in distance. The villain noticed this and picked up the pace. He was still holding the little boy as his hostage on his shoulder, which made him slower. Disregarding the safety of the boy, he ran faster than before, ignoring whether it would hurt the boy or not. Although he was running faster than before, Kamijou was still going strong and was still running faster than himself.

By now, the villain realized that he couldn't outrun Kamijou, especially not with a hostage. He sighed. He would have to fight eventually, and he might have to use his quirk. He really didn't want to use it again, as he didn't want to be identified by the security cameras using the quirk registry.

'Who does this brat think he is? He looks barely in high school. What's a kid doing going after me?' The villain thought. 'I'll kill him in an instant with my quirk!' He tossed the boy away, pivoted on his foot to face Kamijou. He held his palm out from himself.

A beam of green energy emerged from the bare palm of the villain, building up to a ball of energy the size of an orange. When it was fully developed, which took a few seconds, he threw it at Kamijou, like a baseball. "That this, shitty brat!" the villain yelled at him with a disgusted tone and face.

The green ball of energy shot at Kamijou who was only a few meters away. On instinct, Kamijou ducked underneath the ball and continued running towards him. Surprised that the kid had dodged his attack, the villain stopped a bit in surprise, and then bouncing right back by developing two balls of energy in his fist now.

Kamijou looked back and saw the energy hitting a wall and creating a small crater. He did not see anyone behind him, so he decided he won't need to negate all of the beams, as there was noone behind him in need of protection. In the instant where he looked behind, the villain shot another two balls at him, this time both much larger.

Kamijou set his sights on the first beam of energy, that was approaching him at a pretty fast speed.

He shoved his right hand out at an angle, and touched the beam of energy.

Instead of disappearing like it usually does when supernatural things touch Imagine Breaker, Kamijou made it so that the beam shifted its trajectory, straight into the other beam, which was traveling in between the villain and Kamijou right then.

The beams collided and exploded in a colorful fashion.

Although the beams were deadly, they were pretty slow, and that allowed Kamijou to freely and easily manipulate their trajectory, or just outright negate it.

The villain was surprised. He didn't think Kamijou would be able to defend against it. He didn't see Kamijou use his right hand, so he thought Kamijou's power was just a defensive quirk. It turns out that he can touch his attacks without being burnt as well. Spitting on the ground angrily, the villain glared at Kamijou.

'I can't fight with this bothersome hostage. I'll throw him away, defeat this nuisance, and I'll be free. The heroes seemed to have lost me, so this is a great chance! I still have many more surprises in my arsenal." The villain threw the boy on the ground behind him, without care of his wellbeing.

Like any little boy would do in this situation, he cried and cried.

Annoyed, the villain snapped aggressively at the boy, threatening him with his quirk. "Shut the fuck up! You're so fucking annoying, you're lucky I need you for now!"

"OI! Don't talk to him like that, you piece of shit!" Kamijou roared angrily at the villain. In a much softer tone, he locked eyes with the boy and spoke to him softly. "Don't worry, you'll be safe after this. Don't cry, OK?"

The boy, seeing a mature older man comfort him, nodded timidly and slowly ceased his crying.

The villain gazed into his eyes. The hard determination that filled them… He was serious. Very serious. The villain was going to careful. He wasn't going to underestimate this guy more. There was just something about him that made him feel uneasy.

The villain focused on the one person blocking his way with getting away from committing a crime that, if he were caught, would probably land him in prison for a long time, 10, maybe 20 years. He couldn't risk that possibility. But if he succeeded in getting away, he'd be set for the rest of his life.

No more homelessness, no more money problems. No more sadness, no more poverty. He could not let go of this chance.

He had to show no mercy to Kamijou. His quirk was a powerful defensive type, but it seemed to be only limited to his right arm. That was a weakness, and something that he could exploit. Overwhelming him with numbers would be the obvious thing to do. But maybe he had a limit of power and energy he could defend against.

'No matter how powerful his ability is, nothing can withstand the pure destructive power of my quirk. I'll blow him away with overwhelming force, as well as overwhelming numbers!' He moved into a peculiar stance, his hands not clenched but spread out, pointing at Kamijou, one palm behind the other, presumably for fighting with the most efficiency with his power. This attack was very fast, so it would not miss, and he could not dodge it. It also wasn't just one beam, it was multiple.

The villain smiled. No matter where you look at it from, he had already won.

"You think it's OK to just rob a bank full of people's life savings? Do you really think its OK to take a little boy hostage like that, with intent to kill if the heroes got to you? Where is your humanity? If you really think its ok to treat a fellow human like that…. I'll shatter your illusions!" Kamijou yelled at him.

On that note, he charged at the villain with such force, speed and aggression that the villain reeled back on instinct, before snarling at him and shooting multiple beams of energy at him. He shot as much as two hundred short, powerful bursts of energy.

It filled the whole alleyway, so there was no escaping the fate of getting hit by one. The villain knew this, and as a result, let his guard down and relaxed, although not entirely sure if Kamijou would survive the onslaught of attacks.

Kamijou went into battle mode. This was nothing compared to what Othinus put him through. He acrobatically negated the beams, sometimes running on the walls for a short amount of time to increase his options, and used his right hand to negate all the beams that were a threat to him. He stopped moving to focus on defending the attack.

He dodged, he weaved, he manipulated attacks, he redirected them, he negated them.

But that was just the first wave of attacks. Another wave was coming, and they were all coming at the same speed, and would hit at the same time.

He swept his right hand across the length of the alley. His hand came into contact with the beams, and it instantly negated them. There was still many more. Like a swordsman in many movies deflecting bullets, he wielded his right hand with such skill and speed, the villain could barely follow the movements of Kamijou. Soon, all of the attacks had been negated.

In the overwhelming silence that followed, only the sound of Kamijou panting could be heard. The boy looked at him, in awe that he negated all those attacks. The villain couldn't believe what he was seeing. A seemingly totally normal boy just defended against his unescapable technique.

"Wha-What the...How did you..." he spluttered

Kamijou took advantage of this confusing and rushed the villain, full speed.

When the villain finally shook out of his shock, he widened his eyes in surprise. Kamijou was within striking distance of him. The villain jumped back and dodged one of Kamijou's punches. He wasn't going to just give up here. He still had some tricks up his sleeve.

'I don't know how he managed to defend against me, but I let him get too close. I'll have to use my special move and finish this before he comes any closer. This is wasting precious time. The Pro Heroes could come at any time right now.' He put his hands together, palm pointed towards the disorientated Kamijou, who was off balance due to the right hook he threw and the exhaustion he felt defending the previous attack.

This move was a very destructive one, if it were an attack that existed in Kamijou's old world, it could be compared to the attacks of the Academy City's Number 4 Level Five, the Meltdowner, Mugino Shizuri, in terms of size, destructive power, and speed, but Kamijou had no way of knowing.

He merely sensed the next move that the villain was going to pull out was going to be dangerously destructive. He had to negate this, as if it hit anywhere else, there was almost certainly going to be collateral damage which could in turn damage other people.

Blue energy formed around his hands. It was collecting in the middle of the villain's two connected palms. It created a glowing ball with a diameter of about 10 centimeters. It was ready before Kamijou got back up from the right hook he threw, which left him unbalanced.

The energy was blue rather than green now, which might have represented the increase of power and destructive capability.

Aiming at Kamijou's face, He blasted the energy out from the compressed ball of power continuously, much like one of the Meltdowner beams. It went straight at Kamijou's face. However, Kamijou predicted this would happen.

His face was the obvious target that could be aimed at, and as such, the villain would automatically aim at that unconsciously, even if he isn't trying to aim at anywhere in particular. As it was being fired, Kamijou suddenly threw his right hand in front of the beam.

He was kneeling on the ground, with his right hand raised in an attempt to stop the blue ray of destruction. He slowly got up to his knees, despite his exhaustion. The villain didn't give up. He gave his final move everything he had, he kept pushing. It was no use, however, against the Imagine Breaker.

Imagine Breaker would devour everything that was made out of a supernatural element. This beam was no exception.

The sky blue color of the beam contrasted with the lemon yellow rays of light from the sun.

That mixture of color, while strange, also resonated with the emotional part of Kamijou. That allowed him to push harder than he ever had before, and tried to straighten his knees to a standing position.

When Kamijou got up to a balanced, stable position where he could easily touch the beam, he stopped the attack with ease. He walked up to the villain at a normal walking pace, while holding his hand in front and while the attack was still hitting his right hand and stood in front of him. The villain looked up at his face, his own face stuck in an expression of shock.

"Who the hell are you? You can stop my strongest attack with one hand?" Those were the last words he uttered before he was punched in the face by the left hand of Kamijou. His right hand was negating his attack, so he had to use his left hand.

While Kamijou preferred using his right hand to attack, his left hand was still far from weak. Combine that with his anger with the villain, he put all his energy into the punch, and the villain was knocked back a whole meter, an impressive feat for Kamijou, who had no strength enhancing powers of his own. He was instantly knocked out.

Kamijou stood over the villain in victory, looking pretty damn cool, especially to the little boy who was now running up towards him happily.

"Thank you so much, big brother! You're my hero!" The little boy smiled innocently. What a pure smile.

Kamijou smiled in return. That was the greatest reward. He just wanted a world where everyone can smile happily.

"I'm just glad you are OK. It was nothing. I just did what people always do. I'm sure many people would have saved you if I weren't here."

Just at that moment, All Might appeared in the opposite end of the alleyway in a burst of wind

"I am here!" All Might boomed. "Give it up, villain."

Kamijou and the boy looked at him blankly.

Surprised, at the lack of response, All Might took one look at the battlefield and figured out what was going on. "Oh wait, you already defeated him. And the boy is alright as well! Well done, young Kamijou. I am truly in your debt." He even bowed to him a little.

"No, no no, it's all fine, you don't need to bow to me," Kamijou started. "Lift your head up please, it's really nothing."

All Might really doubted that statement.

"Oh my god, it's All Might!" The little boy was very excited to see the man who had unknowingly almost hurt him. Ahh, the innocence of children.

"Yes, little boy, I am All Might. I'm sorry I was late. Now, why don't we find your parents and tell them you are OK?" All Might felt a twinge of guilt. To think he had almost injured and hurt this innocent, carefree, little boy.

If it weren't for Kamijou, who knew what would have happened. All Might then took the little boy and scooped him up. He looked back at Kamijou.

"Stay here please. There is much I want to say to you. I also want to thank you some more." With an almighty jump, All Might took off, the boy in tow.

After getting the boy to his parents, which was then followed by the accompanying gratefulness and tears that always happened, All Might signed a couple autographs before finally getting away from the public. The matter with Kamijou was more important.

For Kamijou, after a few minutes of waiting, All Might finally came back. "Well, young man, I just want to say a big final thank you for stopping me. I don't know what would have happened if you didn't do so." All Might said once again.

"Heh, it was nothing. I just did what anyone would do if they were in that situation." Kamijou decided not to answer the other question, seeing as he did not understand anything he said.

All Might was surprised by the answer. "You overestimate the human race, young Kamijou. Many people would just leave him alone, letting someone else do the right thing, as it would be a pain to do it yourself."

"You, however, didn't. Even though this isn't your original world, and the person you saved was one you just met, you still risked your life like it was nothing." That truly warmed All Might's heart.

"Eh heh heh… it was nothing. I just wanted everyone to smile and be happy in the end…"

"A truly admirable reason." All Might wiped his eye. This Kamijou really would be a great hero. Maybe… since he's in a new world, with nothing to do, no way to get back, maybe he would be interested in staying with U.A. and training to becoming a hero… he would have to ask him later. "Can I speak with you later? I have something I need to tell you, young Kamijou."

"Sure." Kamijou sighed internally. Was it something like a police briefing? Didn't All Might say that use of quirk was prohibited in the public? Maybe it was something to do with that. "Don't tell me I'm in trouble, now." Kamijou said, half-jokingly, half seriously.

"No, no, I mean to reward you!" All Might exclaimed.

"Ahh, I don't need a reward." Kamijou said.

"Hmm, it's not like that. More like a proposal of what you're going to be doing in this new world." All Might explained.

"Oh. Alright then."

"Alright. I'll just bring this man to custody first. Wait for me here." All Might disappeared with the man in tow.

"What speed…." Kamijou watched in awe. 'No wonder he is the No.1 hero... He's like one of those monster saints… ' A full 10 seconds later, All Might reappeared.

"Let's go somewhere else where we can talk… and where I can reveal my secret to you." All Might grabbed Kamijou and carried him on the back, careful not to touch his right hand. He already figured out there was a kind of power in his right hand that could somehow stop One for All.

Just what was the abilities and powers of Kamijou Touma? He had that mysterious right arm, capable of defeating him with a single touch. Even more mysterious would be the power that lead All Might to him in the first place. He would have to ask about that in his inevitable conversation with him in the near future.

The two stopped at a beach. The beach in question was pretty clean, but it still had some trash on it. At least the locals were giving an effort to clean the environment. A sign read "Dagobah Municipal Beach Park."

'That name sounds pretty familiar… I think I've seen it in a movie or something.' Kamijou racked his head to figure out where this name was from.

There was a small pier where there was a bench on it. All Might lead Kamijou towards the bench, where they would talk. Meanwhile, Kamijou complained about the speed of the travel and was feeling pretty sick again. All Might listened to him fondly.

When they got there, All Might's colossal body started to steam for some reason. It was the same steam which appeared when Imagine Breaker touched him earlier.

The steam overwhelmed even All Might's impossibly large body. When it dispersed, All Might was back into the form that he was in when Imagine Breaker touched him. The contrasting bodies of the two forms surprised Kamijou once again. "I can never get used to that form of yours." Kamijou joked.

"Hah, you don't even know. One person who admired me fainted from shock after seeing me like this." All Might laughed.

"So what is it anyway? Is it like your true form or something, is your super muscular form your quirk?"

"Well… not exactly." All Might said uncomfortably. "It's more of a side effect of the quirk I have, which is to stockpile energy, and using it at will. It's not actually the muscles which give me my strength." Explained All Might. "Anyway, if you want to know more about me, just ask, but I now have a question for you."

"Ask away, you seem like the only person I can rely on in this world anyway." Kamijou sighed. "Such misfortune." He said after remembering the situation he was in right then.

"What exactly are your abilities?" All Might asked. "That had been on my mind for a while, and seeing your power easily defeat One for All like that was… surprising to say the very least."

"Well, like you might have already guessed, my right arm has the ability to negate supernatural abilities by touch." Kamijou explained. "It seems like these quirks are yours are recognized as "supernatural," so I'm able to affect you."

"Ahh, just as I thought. That's one heck of an ability you have there, young Kamijou." All Might complimented.

"Well, thanks, but I would rather not have it in my life, to be honest with you."

"B-but why?" All Might said, confused.

"It's more of a curse than a blessing." Kamijou explained with a sigh. "It cancels out my luck as well, so I get horrible luck all the time."

"Well, I'm sure it's not that bad…"

As if on cue, a huge wave just happened to splash off of a flying seagull, which then bounced to Kamijou's face, soaking his face in salt water. What's more is that there was a small fish in the water as well.

Kamijou looked at All Might with a completely serious face. "Do you understand now?"

All Might let out a chuckle, but it quickly turned into a full blown laugh, which ended in All Might rolling around on the ground, roaring in laughter.

"Hey, hey, don't laugh at this poor Kamijou's misfortune now…" Kamijou sighed, pretending to be hurt by his actions.

Wiping tears off of his face, All Might calmed down. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry, but to think it's true that you are cursed to misfortune, and that it actually affects you in this way is just way too ridiculous and funny for me."

Kamijou then changed the subject by asking a question of his own. "So, I answered one of your questions, so can you tell me what the hell are those… features I see a lot of people having?" Kamijou euphemized.

"Ah, those are quirks as well. Thinking about it, I should tell you about the three different types of quirks." All Might explained.

"First, there are the transformer quirks. They allow the user to change their physical appearance and therefore their ability at will in one specific way." All Might said. "An example of this type of quirk would be something like my side effect. The turning of my true form into my muscular form."

"Hmm, yeah that does make sense. I think I understand that type now."

"The second type is the emitter type. These quirks are some of the most powerful, and it allows the user to discharge a type of 'thing' out of their bodies. For example, there is my quirk, One for All. It is an emitter type quirk which emits stored energy." All Might said.

"The third type of quirk is the mutation type quirk." All Might started. "It's the most common type of quirk, and it is the quirks of those people you saw with non-human attributes. These can't be turned on and off like the transformation type, so it's permanent. Just like the mutations in science."

"Oh, I see." Kamijou didn't see. "So, are these types supernatural? Or just based on evolution?" After all the things he's been through, some people with non-human characteristics weren't that bad. Spending a night in this world had already gotten him kind of used to it by now, honestly speaking.

All Might exhaled. "Well, I don't know. It's probably based on natural evolution, but it was kickstarted by supernatural means. So therefore, my conclusion is that I have no idea whether your right arm would work on those types of quirks."

"Oh well. I better not try, I wouldn't want to just permanently a part of someone's body after all." Kamijou joked. "Well, I'll try to get used to this mutation stuff, but it'll be hard for someone who've never seen anything like this before, compared to people who have lived with it as a fact for their whole lives.

"Speaking of weird powers, I'm interested on how your own world's power works, if there is any," said All Might, interested.

"Err, my world… is kind of complicated." Kamijou scratched his chin. "But I'll try to explain the basics of it."

"There's not actually only one type of power in my world. There is the science side, and there is the magic side." Kamijou started.

"Two?!"

"Yeah. The science side is the smaller one, but the premise is that it artificially develops Espers, which are ability users using drugs and other scientific methods. The intricate stuff is hard to explain, and I'm not even sure if my knowledge of it is correct. Espers are split into six levels, based on their power, from 0 to 5." Kamijou started off.

"Then there's the magic side. Unlike the science side, this one is much larger, and it doesn't use science, instead relying on old myths and legends to inspire spells that are based on these myths." Kamijou finished. That short explanation was good enough, and he didn't know idol theory well enough to explain that to All Might anyway."

All Might leaned forward. "Interesting. So which are you? Science or Magic?"

"Technically, science. I'm listed as a level 0 Esper, someone with no power. But my actual ability itself-" Kamijou looked at his right fist. "It's more intertwined with the Magic side, but it is actually neither science, nor magic. It just doesn't fit into those categories."

This boy was getting more and more interesting. He's even an anomaly in his own world.

"It's the same with World Rejector. His power is like the opposite of mine, and it's also neither science nor magic; But it was more powerful than Imagine Breaker. That's why I'm here."

The atmosphere was solemn again.

"Just one more question, before I discuss your future here… what exactly is that thing you had unleashed when you came here?"

"Ah. That." Kamijou said. "I have no clue. It comes out when my right arm is cut off, and it's super powerful. But it's also dangerous, and out of my control. I will never let it loose again."

"So… your right arm was cut off?" All Might said, looking at Kamijou's arm, which was not cut off.

"It grows back. Someone said to me that Imagine Breaker wasn't Imagine Breaker if it wasn't connected to my right shoulder, so I guess that's why it regenerates. I think my right arm acts like a seal, keeping the invisible thing inside my right arm in check." Kamijou sighed. "And thank god for that."

"Anyways," All Might said after Kamijou had finished explaining. "For your future in this world, at least until you find a way back home. You seem to be about 16 years old, so would you like to come to the school in which I teach?"

"Err yeah I am 16, but the real question is what kind of school do you teach in? I find it hard to believe that the No.1 hero would teach in a normal school."

All Might laughed. "Of course not. I teach in the nation's top hero school; UA academy."

"You have hero schools here? For training heroes? How does that work anyway?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about telling you about how heroes are trained and licensed. I'll do that now."

"So essentially, heroes are needed because of villains and how quirks are genetically inherited right? That's all I know about heroes, apart from the fact that you're the number one hero."

"Yes, basically. And since heroes are such important professions, the government doesn't just let anyone become one. In high school, you have a choice to go to a school with a hero course, which is a course specifically for students who want to be heroes when they grow up."

"And you teach in one of those courses?" Kamijou asked.

"Indeed, and not just any one. The very best in the country, the U.A. Hero Course!" All Might declared proudly. He would hold some pride towards U.A., as it was the school which he gained his hero license as well.

"The very best in the country… And you want me to be part of it? That's impossible!" Kamijou said, shocked that he would be the best in anything.

"Alright then, let me ask you one question. What do you think about the system of heroes? Needing a license to become one, as well as all that fame and power that comes with it."

"Hmm, I don't really care about all that. If they're out there helping people, that's good in my book. Personally, I don't do what I usually do out of gratitude or anything like that. I do it because it's the right thing to do, and because I want to protect everyone's smiles. That's just me, and I know not everyone can be like that, I have seen other types of heroes before, but I think this society is pretty cool if it has people like that, willing to help people and save lives." Kamijou said sincerely.

All Might was moved. This man, Kamijou Touma reminded All Might so much of himself, his origins, and the reason he became a hero in the first place. When he was still in middle school, he said the exact same phrase. 'I want to make a world where everyone can smile and live together.'

"There's your proof which I needed to make sure you would make a great hero, Kamijou." All Might smiled at him. "Your words moved me. Do you know why? They were the exact same words I uttered before joining the hero course."

At a lost for words, Kamijou stayed silent.

"I can tell your story to the Principal of U.A? He might be able to help you more. He has many contacts and is very smart. Even if you don't decide to join, he'll help you. I won't tell any of the teachers, nor would I advise you to tell anyone else about the situation. Who knows what people will do when they find out there's a parallel world out there."

"I wasn't planning to tell anyone. As for telling the principal, I don't mind, as long as you can trust him, of course. And you know what? I think I'll join the school anyway. It's not like I have anything better to do, and it would give me more chance to help even more people anyway." Kamijou admitted. "Sign me up, will you?"

"Alrighty!" All Might grinned. "I swear you'll love it! So many like-minded individuals, and the school itself isn't so different from any normal one, just a few extra classes dedicated to hero work."

"When can I go?"

All Might beamed at him for being so enthusiastic. "I'll contact the principal and tell him about your situation, as well as asking him to give you a place at the school via recommendation. Your power won't be effective in the Entrance Exam anyway, and I think you've earned it after your display of your heroism today."

Kamijou sighed. He didn't think it was very special, his actions today, but if the number one hero thought so, he couldn't argue with him. "A recommendation would be nice. I don't exactly like fighting. My luck always gets in the way, and it would be way less effort. Fighting is more of a self-defense or a life-threatening last resort kind of thing with me."

"Excellent…There is about two months until the entrance exam. I'll bring you to talk to the principal later. I have an appointment with someone on this beach soon. I'll have to ask you to wait."

"No worries. I'll have lunch first. I was grocery shopping when Kamisato found me anyway. The currency is still yen right?" All Might nodded. "Great. I can use my remaining ...200 yen ... for lunch..." Kamijou covered his face with both hands. "Such Misfortune…."

All Might sweatdropped at the sight of Kamijou cursing his infamous bad luck. "I can give you some money for today. And every other day, seeing you don't have any money."

"You would do that for this poor Kamijou? You're a lifesaver!" Kamijou's stomach growled in agreement. All Might took his wallet out, from a secret container in his cape and took out a couple of large notes and gave them to Kamijou.

"Meet me at this beach in a couple of hours or so. I'll bring you to U.A. to discuss things with the principal."

"You got it! Oh man, this is a lot of money…and there is no Index to steal all my food…I can buy so much with this…I'll see you later All Might! And thanks again!" He walked away to buy some much needed food.

All Might looked up to the sky. Touma Kamijou. Izuku Midoriya. Two of the kids who have the most potential that he knew of. In the same year, with the same mindset, both true heroes, born powerless in a world where everyone had powers. Level 0. Quirkless. This was going to be an interesting year, he thought.

Back in Academy City, Kamisato was walking through the dark streets of District 7. He heard something behind him. He put down the cell phone he was using and placed it in his pocket. He turned around and saw a Golden Retriever.

He had just defeated Imagine Breaker without breaking a sweat, and now there was another one?

The golden retriever spoke Japanese.

"Do you understand what it means for me to be here, Kamisato Kakeru?"

Instead of answering the question put forth by the dog, Kamisato felt a sharp shock of pain running through his body. He covered his mouth with a hand. A sticky sound followed the attempt to stop whatever liquid that was in his mouth.

Finally, he stopped what came spewing from his mouth, but there was still a dark red substance dripping from both his nostrils. He forcibly swallowed the rusty-smelling mass in his throat to clear his windpipe. He wiped his nose with his thumb.

Finally, he opened his foul-smelling mouth.

"...Kh. Are you this city's grim reaper?" He coughed immediately after he asked this question.

Kihara Noukan sighed. "You could say that. Don't take this personally. It's my orders. I need your right hand. The Imagine Breaker is a critical piece of the Chairman's plans. I saw what you did with him. We need to retrieve him. If you don't hand the World Rejector over, I will kill you and then take it over your dead body if I must. Between like and dislike, it's dislike, but it's necessary."

"Try and take it, you dog." Kamisato spat out.

"As you wish." On that, something large and heavy came flying down from the night sky. It was like a god's weapon; an all powerful weapon that brings death and destruction whenever it appears. Countless metal containers stabbed into the asphalt one after another. They then all connected to the Golden Retriever's back.

A mechanical hand that came from the golden retriever's back put a cigar in the dog's mouth.

"This was not meant to be used on someone like you. Have you ever heard of the Anti-Art- Attachment?"

"Yes." He swung his right hand horizontally. In that instant, more than half of the weaponry that surrounded Kihara Noukan disappeared.

"I came to Academy City to eradicate the Magic Gods. But before I could act, Zombie and the High Priest were defeated. This is the weapon that defeated them, no?"

"Good thinking. I like you. It would be a shame to kill you."

"I already know everything you bastards did. Academy City backed the trip to Antarctica. Sample Shoggoth. Patricia Birdway. It was all a trap to defeat me. And you even put Dark Matter inside of her. So I'm pretty pissed right now. You might not know anything, but the higher ups do. I'm going to defeat you to send a message to the Higher-Ups. Don't fucking mess me. I won't let you rob anyone for anything else."

An incredible exchange of attacks began.

Kihara Noukan used many deadly weapons developed in Academy City which couldn't be found anywhere else. Precision guided missiles, laser beams, plasma cannons, even a Railgun, although not as powerful as the one the Number Three could produce. He used countless varieties, but all Kamisato needed to do was to raise his right hand. That erased all of the attacks, as well as destroying more of the weaponry surrounding Noukan.

"It's useless."

Kamisato Kakeru was certain of his victory. The ultimate attack which defeated the Imagine Breaker, the ultimate defense. "My World Rejecter has the power to exile people to the excess region in the same timeline. It affects anyone whose conflicting desires cause them to cling to the current world while also wishing for a new world. In other words, your efforts here are useless. It doesn't matter how much power you have or how many strategies you've put together."

"..."

"You are unlucky. The one who made this 'Anti-Art Attachment must have a wavering heart who has conflicting desires. The World Rejector will erase everything related to him. It will be exiled, banished, blown away. I wonder who made that thing. He must be a peculiar person. Anyway, give up, You have chosen to join forces with the wrong person."

More and more containers were launched. The shapes of the weapons themselves were different, and the golden retriever's rush continued. But he could not turn the situation around. In fact, World Rejecter started consuming the containers in the air, before they even stabbed into the ground. Kihara Noukan gradually lost his resources and was finally stripped bare.

"The AAA is an application of medical technology, not military technology like you would think it was. I can call it an external cyborg attachment if I wished and it would be correct. It's main function is to create some sort of link that would allow the user to draw power from someone else's body remotely. Basically, you're not the one fighting me. You're someone carrying something to a destination. You're carrying the willpower of someone who hates the magic gods." Kamisato deducted.

Obviously, Kihara Noukan wasn't just borrowing someone else's power. He was comparable to an elite soldier that infiltrates deep behind enemy lines and risked his life to lock onto an airstrike target. He was also wielding the techniques of Aleister Crowley. Just knowing science was not enough. Without understanding magic, it could never have worked out. No one but Kihara Noukan could wield the AAA with Aleister Crowley's power.

However, that superhuman skill did not help him here.

If the person at the source of the power fit World Rejecter's conditions, all of the energy enveloping Kihara Noukan would be erased. "Give up. If you run off with your tail between your legs, I'll spare you just this once." The dog was now just a measly dog. No matter how smart he was, he couldn't beat Kamisato Kakeru. From a distance, Kamisato slowly raised his right hand toward that loser. He would bring true defeat to that mere dog.

"The person you teamed up with had a wavering heart. Let me ask you now. Do you wish for a new world?"

"Let's do this. Until the final moment arrives."

A moment later, the true conclusion was reached.

Kamisato lied on the ground, bleeding out. His right hand was missing. The golden retriever looked beat up, like an abused pet. On his back was the World Rejector, wrapped in many protective layers.

Panting badly, Noukan finally took a deep breath. He had to use his trump card, his own creation to defeat Kamisato. Since he himself didn't have conflicting desires, World Rejector didn't actually work on him, or his trump card.

"Mission success. Extraction of the World Rejector successful." Noukan reported. Noukan looked sadly at the unconscious body of Kamisato Kakeru. "I really didn't want to do this. I hope you live."

The voice of Aleister Crowley rang through Noukan's ears. "Excellent. We'll find a way to bring him back now that we have that. Come back immediately."

"Understood."