Chương 1197: 47
Itsuka bounced off the wall, slammed onto the ground, roared, and stood once more.
Menu bit her thumb, a small notification of one damage flew through what she called her mind, she had long since disabled those numbers for everyone but Itsuka given how she actually enjoyed seeing them appear. This wasn't going good. But. It wasn't going bad either. Currently, they were fighting against an amalgamation of all of the strongest people that Izuku and the rest of his party had ever fought against.
The blue wireframe construct was as large as All Might wreathed in flames, with the strength and speed of Momo's trainers, and the durability of that dragon boss that nearly broke Itsuka. In short.
In theory, Itsuka's build was what the internet would call, cheese, easy mode, meta-gaming, power-gaming, viable, or just plain OP and broken AF. Immense strength, multiplied by her natural quirk, multiplied yet again by One for All, was enough to make her attacks devastating enough that she could probably turn a coal dildo into diamonds if she tried hard enough, but that wasn't all. That immense strength also went into making Itsuka more durable thanks to the Flex it off feat, and yet again two more feats went into making sure that the more Itsuka fought, the more refreshed she felt and the more her wounds healed.
Basically, Itsuka was well on her way to becoming All Might ++. And a one-trick pony.
Momo had her item creation, Nejire had her charisma and people skills, Shoko had her, uhh, well, okay, so Shoko was also a one-trick pony. It made sense though, Izuku was the heart and soul of the party with the sheer amount of utility under his command, and while Momo filled a niche with the few magic items she was able to create, it paled in comparison to what Izuku could do with food.
Menu watched as Itsuka got grabbed by the fire covered All Might Dragon wireframe and winced as the girl got turned into a projectile towards Nejire. Fortunately, Nejire was as quirky as she was quick and used her boobs to catch Itsuka, swallowing the girl with her boob storage feat before throwing Itsuka back out and towards the target.
Shoko launched another attack, unleashing both fire and ice in a helix of elemental destructive force. Against anyone else the fight would have been over, at least in theory, but this construct was set to be more durable than All Might was at his prime. And as impressive as it was that the girls were doing more than just dodging, it also worried her.
She couldn't shake it. She couldn't. It might have been something deep down in the rest of her quirk telling her that it wasn't going to be this easy, as though she somehow knew but couldn't say what was going to happen. But that was just part of her nature as Izuku's quirk. Well, that wasn't quite true, but it wasn't untrue. She was in essence the bridge between Izuku and his quirk, the U.I. while so much more was going on behind that scenes that neither one of them knew about.
Guh, why the hell was she made so complicated?
She still remembered those first few moments when she had a self, with no understanding besides there was some crying kid that she needed to tell stuff too. She did what she was supposed to and he screamed at her, quickly telling her that she was mean, and then that quickly turned into her being called useless over and over again by Izuku's friends and then Izuku calling her useless over and over again.
Man, they had such a fucked up dynamic.
Because both of them were so young because they couldn't talk to each other directly like they could now it caused them both to hate each other.
She didn't hate Izuku now.
With a sigh, Menu focused her mind to where Izuku was. Inside the player housing granted by the quirk, she was largely able to be anywhere at any time, she glanced towards Itsuka, Nejire, and Shoko as they continued to fight against the foe, gaining some amount of EXP from each attempt, they'd be fine without her for a while. Momo was in her own study, working to create more powerful magic items and attempting to create more makeshift magic spells using her quirk.
The magic smoke thing she could do was really creative all things considered.
In less than a moment she was in Izuku's study, calmly floating in the chair she had created for herself and watched him for a moment. He had swallowed his pride and had doubled down on becoming a support hero. Currently, he was studying to increase his leadership and cartographer skills so that he'd be able to better coordinate combat and other scenarios.
He still had mixed feelings about it. He didn't want to leave the fighting to others, but he understood how important his role was.
Menu swallowed and pushed some of her long purple hair back behind her head and adjusted her glasses. If Izuku could swallow his pride she could too. Though, it wasn't so much pride as much as it was finally gathering the courage to have a conversation they should have had long ago.
"You know," She started slowly, watching him design a map for the pure purpose of increasing that skill, it was tied to the Minimap, in that the better he was at making and using maps, the better the minimap would be. Right now, it was all but useless. But with time, it might become one of his most important tools. "If I could just make you unstoppable I would."
Izuku paused, looking at her with a perplexed look. She could hear his thoughts, his confusion, his calmness, the usual annoyance he once had towards her was still there but it was muted by friendship and even a bit of confusion on what she was to him and what she could be. That was still a talk they needed to have, but that was later.
"But, that's not how I work. Not really. All I can do is reward your efforts, and enable you to make those efforts, I can't just make you level one million and strong enough to punch the sun." She let out a long breath and stared up at the star-filled ceiling she had given this room, with a gesture two extra moons appeared. "I can't just make your enemies weaker, I can't just make them go away, even when I make a game like with what I did against Overhaul, the rules have to be set, any restriction on them is a restriction against you as well."
Izuku stared at her for a long time, she could feel him gathering his thoughts as well as she could feel the tears that had gathered in her eyes. "Menu, I know that now, I mean, it took me a while to figure out, hell even after Itsuka kicked me in my ass and made me actually apply myself to putting in the effort I still didn't know, but, I think I understand you a lot better now. At least kinda. And I'm actually really happy that you're my quirk now."
"You know I can tell when you're lying right." She tapped at the tear and sniffed her nose. "Jerk."
"I'm not lying though."
"I know."
Izuku stood and gave her an awkward hug, Menu returned that hug and squeezed him tight.
"I'd love a do-over you know. To go all the way back, and help you from the start." She wondered how strong he could be if they had this level of understanding and communication when they first met.
"Ha, maybe after I become the best support hero in the world I'll start working on becoming an ace fighter too, but if I started right now, hell maybe even if I started a year ago, I wouldn't be able to get strong enough to help with what's going to happen. But. I—"
Izuku's phone went off and they both paused to glance at the number.
Sir Nighteye.
Izuku let go of her and picked up the phone. "Sir Nighteye, what's—"
Menu heard the entire conversation. She heard the fear in Mirai's voice, and it resounded in her as well.
Her biggest fear for the longest time had been Izuku dying. Then she met One for All, and had a new fear, being consumed by a monster like that, and then All for One came out of nowhere and gave her a new fear, being ripped out of Izuku. She had no idea if she could resist something like that. She hoped she could.
But what would happen if she couldn't?
The phone call was brief, haunting, and filled with dread.
The good news was that All for One was not in Japan.
Menu shifted back into the training room and quickly adjusted the profile of the abomination, it quickly grew, doubling in size, growing an extra set of arms, and turning into something that couldn't even be considered humans.
All Might. Endeavor. Overhaul. All fused into one being. Hopefully, this was over preparation.
But she still doubted it.
She used her own voice, shouting with all her might. "All for One has Overhauls quirk! A single touch is death!"
Itsuka looked at her sweat gathering on her furrowed brow. "Fuck."
Menu's thoughts exactly.
She had hoped that she wouldn't need to actually interact with One for All inside Itsuka, but they might actually need to know exactly what they were dealing with.
The only question was.
If he wasn't in Japan where was he?
XXXX
Though the transport ship dark, bleak, and otherwise inhospitable to human life it was still a far brighter place than he had seen after over a decade of being blind, barely able to go fifteen minutes off life support, and barely able to think through the pain. It was fortunate that he had found the right combination of quirks to give himself a rebirth.
Not only that but he had been able to reduce the total load of quirks he carried because of the clever combination.
The first piece of the puzzle had nearly flown under the radar with how simplistic it was. A small honest quirk that seemed just so innocent. Once every 873 hours and 12 minutes the user could perform one task flawlessly so long as it was something they could do; the original owner of this quirk used it for art.
The second piece of the puzzle had nearly been sealed inside of Tartarus, a place that even he wasn't able to enter freely. At least not yet, oh, he was going to crack that vault one day, and hopefully not too far off. The quirk of Chisaki was one that required far more skill and practice than what he normally preferred. But it's raw power could not be ignored.
When paired with each other, he had been able to do far more than simply restore his eyes. He had fixed all the damage that All Might had caused, undo years of aging, and give himself a new lease on life.
With these two quirks, he truly felt unstoppable. Not only could he simply unmake All Might with a single touch, but, he could continuously heal every single wound that was inflicted on him.
And once his plan was complete the entire world would be his.
With a smile, he let out a low laugh.
"Oi, Sato, what's so funny?" his coworker spoke up.
"Nothing," He replied smiling at the grumpy man that had spent too much time at sea. "Just remembered a joke."
"Well knock it off, shits creepy."
"Sure thing."
"And get ready, we'll be docking soon."
He nodded and watched the man head back up above deck.
Time to get this show on the road.
He went above deck and saw where the ship was headed, his destination, and his goal.
I-Island.
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