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Capítulo 602: The One Who Could MHA, SI by Qtaro Cujoh (MHA)

Latest update:April 26, 2024

Summary:After wasting a life full of privileges i find myself in the body of a homeless kid in the world of My Hero Academia. I'm hungry. I'm scared. I... I don't want to die here. I will live, if nothing else for this kid's sake. Quirks doesn't define who we are. I'm going to show you that you don't need a quirk to become a Hero... ish. Reincarnated OC, Morally grey protagonist.

Link:https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13863832/1/The-One-Who-Could-MHA-SI

Word count:144k

Chapters:22

Chapter 1: Issue 1: To be a Hero

I open my eyes in what feels like an eternity, everything is dark, the dream I had was so long it felt like I was in there for years.

Another life, of a homeless kid struggling to survive in… My Hero Academia anime? I barely watched it to begin with and the dream was so vivid too, I could feel the hunger, the desperation, the sadness, the yearning for a better life, for a family.

Why is my bed so cold?

And hard…?

There's a small light that's been bothering me since i woke up, I bring my hand to eye and start to rub it, it's starting to hurt

Why does it hurt?

I lower my hand and look at it

It's dirty….

And small, very small...

And this isn't my usual t-shirt…

What the hell is going on?

I'm so hungry

When is this dream going to end?

It hurts… it hurts a lot…

Why do people ignore me? Are they able to see me? Am I invisible?

Ah… ah… I want to eat a burger so fucking bad

I'm starting to miss mom's cooking, I'm going insane.

I see the fruit vendor talking with a possible customer, now it's my chance!

Before any of them notices I take 2 apples and sprint away from the street into an alleyway, I keep running and end up in another street into another alleyway. As I eat the first fresh meal in days since i arrived here my thoughts begin to wander to where I am.

I hate this place.

Normally, waking up in the setting of My Hero Academia wouldn't bother me, I could start anew, maybe study hard and become someone with a meaningful career instead of wasting my time with video games.

But, as soon as I woke up here it became painfully obvious that the life I previously had was a life full of privileges, a nice and comfy bed, parents that loved you, money to waste in sweets, video games, clothes and new technologies.

Here, I'm just a kid. A kid that's been through hell. No parents, no relatives, no home, alone and quirkless.

I was probably abandoned at one point. When? I don't know.

This kid managed to survive by eating garbage and whatever scraps he could find.

Every time I go to sleep I have dreams of his memories, of this body that isn't mine.

Poor kid, died of starvation… in a city with heroes.

I throw away the scraps of the apple and start eating the other one in my hand, tears start to run down my cheeks.

This isn't fair.

The street vendor catched me in the act, I managed to escape, but he's no longer coming to this street.

I…

I was forced to search in the dumpsters for something to eat, and felt so humiliated by it.

For the first time in my life I feel hunger.

For the first time in my life I'm stealing.

For the first time in my life I'm shivering at the cold.

For the first time in my life… I wish I was with my mommy.

Shit, the kid's thoughts are starting to mix with my own. It's been what feels a month "living" here. I feel so bad for taking over this kid, he yearned for so much and wasn't able to get it.

The kid died of starvation.

And people do see me… they just choose to ignore me.

Ah… ah… I- Im losing consciousness

No! I won't pass out here and die! I will keep on living.

For the kid's sake, if nothing else.

Standing on my own little legs I start to walk towards the edge of the city. I remember doing early explorations to get used to this place and discovering a forest close to the edge of the city.

Forests means plants, rivers, wild animals and native fruits. If people are going to ignore a starving homeless kid in the streets then it would be better to not see them either. They pity me but they won't lift a finger for me, I can't stand it.

As I walk through an alleyway a fight in the middle of the street between a hero and a villain catches my attention. I ponder if I should go and see it, this isn't my first time watching one, but somehow it feels so different than before.

They're using their quirks, a water based quirk against… a quirk that makes the user inflate like a balloon. That's just sad.

I ignore it and go back to walking.

I hate this place.

"Urk… ghu... " it's been a month and I'm not getting used to the taste of raw fish. This place is a bit colder than my corner in the old alleyway, but at least I have food and I haven't forgotten what I learned through youtube videos and tips from my dad, took me a while but I managed to do my first fire at the second night, I shivered non stop and only managed to sleep at the morning.

I swallow hard and the piece of raw fish goes down my throat, normally I would make a small fire and cook it, but you never know when a predator is looking. Last time a wolf stole my fish while starting a fire and I was so scared, I couldn't even move. It was so humiliating, I felt so powerless and impotent.

What was I supposed to do?

I'm just a kid

I hate feeling powerless

I wish i had a quirk, then…

Then…

I...

I would be like everybody else.

"Mn… " my eyes sting a little bit, but I don't shed tears.

I don't want to be like everybody else, I want to stop feeling powerless.

A glimpse of a memory goes through my head, a memory that isn't mine.

Heroes are so cool… i wish i had a quirk so i could be one

Hero?

Poor kid.

You were a background character in a story, you were created so you could become another's character motivation-

My line of thought stops abruptly. What the fuck am I thinking?

This was a kid, a little kid.

What's so different between this homeless kid from this world than the one from my world?

I feel sick in the stomach, and it's not the raw fish I just ate.

I stand up and look at my dirty hands.

You wanted to be a hero? You wanted to help the needy? You wanted to have a life filled with happy memories? You wanted a big family?

I'm going to give it to you. I don't know how, but i won't stop until i get you all those things for you and everyone like you.

Gurē

I will work hard, I'm going to train every day from now on and show you that you don't need a quirk to become a hero.

Quirk doesn't define who we are.

Watch over me.

I'm going to make your dreams a reality.

But first I need to wash my hands.

I won't quit, I won't quit.

A few months later I'm still living in the woods close to the river. I managed to steal a few things while visiting the city, such as clothes, towels, strings, a knife and a pan. I began cooking my meals more often, raw fish has a strong taste, one I will never get used to, so I decided to make the fire first.

I have noticed that quirks users make no sense at all. I've seen them every time I visit the city and some of them can jump 2 times the average size of a person and punch 3 times as hard and have a quirk that makes bubbles, no special gear, no special training, no special drugs. Just regular training. Do quirks influence how their bodies adapt to doing all these feats?

I finish another push up, getting me to 43.

The answer is no.

This world has bullshit physics.

This world works completely differently than the world I'm used to. The world I come from, people can only run up to a certain speed and lifting up to a certain amount, going beyond that could be considered an impossible feat by a small portion of people that train all their lives for that specific result.

But here, this world is different.

There's no limit to the human body. It reminds me of a lot of shows I used to watch in my teenage years, One Piece being one of them, where the limits of the human can be broken if you put your mind and body into it.

What a load of bullshit.

But somehow-

'45'

It works.

A kid, a small one at that, wouldn't be able to put up through the same amount of training that I've been putting myself through, the strain would be too much for their developing bodies. There's also the fact that my nutrient intake is completely different than the one a kid should need to survive, but somehow I'm in good condition, so what gives? Another one of this world's many mysteries.

I finish another set and calmly sit on the ground looking at my hands, small calluses forming on my palms from my daily training. My arms look exactly the same when I first woke up, but they feel less flabby, hard, there's muscle but you can't see it with your naked eyes. Is this anime logic? Does it work in this world too?

On the same note, is there a limit to the human body of this world? Is it like One Punch Man in which you could break it if you push yourself hard enough? Or is it like One Piece in which people could tap into a hidden bullshit power? What are the limits? What is the true potential of the human body?

Getting up from the ground, I got close to the tree I had been punching since I started training, at first it was really painful, my first lesson was using old rags to cover my fists. But after months of training the pain of punching it directly has been going down and my skin gets less irritated the more I do it.

Every time my mind wanders to the limits of the human body of this world, it makes me angry. Am I special? Is the strength of a human based on will? If a human in this world could become strong by just training their body why aren't there quirkless heroes? Is this a race thing? I don't get it.

The next punch rattles the tree and leaves start to fall slowly, my fist hurts. But this is the first time that the tree responds to one of my punches.

Did it happen because I was angry?

The leaves slowly drift in different directions, this reminds me of the first episode of Hajime no Ippo, his training to become a boxer… catching a certain amount of leaves as they fall.

My right hand moves and catches a leaf.

Too much time alone is making me go crazy, am I really going to attempt to replicate a training from an anime?

My left hand moves and tries to catch another leaf but I miss.

I guess I am.

"uGH! Ah fuck!" I scream while holding my index finger.

It's been a year since I decided to train to become a Hero, or I think it's been a year. I'm starting to grow up and soon these clothes I stole won't do me any good.

Since that day I've started to train my body using… anime training… as i worked through what i could remember I've been pondering if all those training regimes could help me in any way.

Surprisingly?

They do help.

This is so stupid, I hate it.

Which brings me to the present. This might be the stupidest training idea to date. While doing pushups, situps, crunches, squats, free running, punching trees and catching leaves are your average standard training routine, I began exploring new alternatives for a regular "human" training.

Such as… oh man this is so embarrassing.

Weighted training, holding rocks while running or strapping rocks against my body using the spare string i borrowed, tree jumping, catching fish with my bare hands, rock climbing with my bare hands and… sigh…

After learning that all these training methods started to show results, i wondered if it was possible to go for a more advanced method, such as one of the most hellish trainings i know, which is the Six Skills (Rokushiki), it was never disclosed the proper training to actually develop those techniques in the anime or manga of One Piece, but from what I remember they were techniques that requires a perfect control of the body, from the nails of your feet to the strands of hair from your head.

I start to shake my hand trying to alleviate the pain. I was way over my head thinking I could do it after a year of training, especially after doing a 20 thumb pushup today.

"The lesson is not to get cocky… ow" I said, still holding my finger, I look at it and sigh in relief.

'It's not broken, thankfully, but I guess I won't try puncture a tree any time soon'

Trying to puncture a tree with my index finger with just one year of training? What was I thinking?

I should have an almost perfect control of my body to even attempt something like that, even then, I should have tried going for something more simple like Shave or Moonwalk. Those would have been so much easier to develop, but I was too eager at the idea of an offensive skill, even if I should be considered an adult I still have the developing brain of a child.

Being able to jump in the air would be cool too.

I decided to get back to the camp, gotta use a rag to hold my finger in place.

Maybe I should try doing handstands with my fingers first?

'Argh, stop thinking about Finger Pistol for now'

Link:https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13863832/1/The-One-Who-Could-MHA-SI


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