Erased Individuality

Eight Million and a Hundred Creations == A Certain Uncertain Genius

The next match seemed completely fair and balanced.

On either end was a member of UA's elite, recommendation students who were judged based on different criteria. Students who were a cut above the rest of their cohorts, both in the schools they graduated from and UA which they were set to attend.

But what the audience saw that match was a completely one sided slaughter.

Although they were both recommended students, cut from the same cloth, taught in the same class, advanced from the same team even. In a school comprised of the top students in all of Japan, those top students had to have a top student of their own. Between the best there had to be one who was better, even in the world of heroes no matter how powerful the top 10 were, they were the top 10 because they were given ranks.

Yaoyorozu Momo just so happened to be the weaker one.

She came from a rich and prestigious family, she was the valedictorian of her previous school, she possessed one of the most powerful quirks the hero industry had laid their eyes on, if you went by test scores alone she would undeniably be number one.

But that didn't mean that she was the strongest.

Not when Todoroki Shoto, the son of the number one hero was her opponent.

She tried whatever she could, she used whatever knowledge she gained from being in the same team as him, she utilised every speck of training, studying, whatever she could pull out in that desperate attempt at winning. But it was inevitably futile...

In the end, no matter how hard one trained, no matter how hard one studied, no one could simply outmanoeuvre or outthink a nuclear bomb. No amount of thought and calculated action could possibly overcome the sheer raw power of a superhuman.

She had to think hard and fast, the calculations for a thermite grenade flooded her frontal lobe as the volatile disaster formed out of her bare skin.

"START!!!"

She threw one and began to form another, there wasn't a second to waste...

Because all Todoroki had to do was step forward.

And a giant glacier encompassed the arena, completely surrounding Momo and her grenade. While it did explode it wasn't enough to counter the sheer mass of the stampeding ice, it was as if she threw a firecracker into a tsunami.

*CRASH*

And the match ended as soon as it began.

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*Rumble*

"Woah!" Izuku nearly lost his balance.

He could barely make out the words of "Todoroki Shoto is the winner!", from his position in the tunnels.

"Seriously? I haven't even made it back to the my seat and the match is already over? That's even faster than mine! Man, these hero kids are nuts!" Izuku lamented to himself, sadly realising that he had to fight whoever OTK'd the previous match.

As he walked Izuku wondered if the hero students would bear a grudge for making them look so bad in front of National TV. No matter what technicalities lied behind his win and his situation, to the public they simply saw a quirkless Gen Ed student take out a hero student with two semesters of training. That may have made Izuku sound impressive and all, but it still presented UA's hero course in a very negative light. Win or not, Izuku might have to watch his back from now on.

"DEKU!"

Case in point.

"K-Kacchan! Hey! What's u- AHH!!!"