Maximum Charge | MHA | Gay

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   An endless scratch of futility, a fugitive enthralled in depravity, what must prevail must succeed for the bright vision. Met with all hardships until it was pushed down to the soil, such a dream was impossible even with all the efforts, until a leaf fell on its back.

   The results were expected to come after two weeks and would determine who got inside and who didn't. It was clear that majority would dread while a small portion would celebrate. Izuku was hopeful that he would pass. No, Izuku was confident that he would be accepted.

   Having too much free time in these two weeks that he would have to wait, he decided to train for his quirk.

   Izuku has acquired some important information regarding All Might's quirk over the course of days that he was orienting it. Surprisingly enough, he needed to purify his mind and maintain a vivid focus in order to activate it seeing that it was a quirk that could accumulate kinetic energy from a specific region on his body. 

   It was during Tuesday that he finally experienced it surging through his body like a burst of immense adrenaline. It felt heavy, creating pressure through his veins. He was unable to control it, as he expected. If he didn't cancel it on time, then his arm could've been seriously injured.

   And so thinking of any way on how to further enhance his control over the quirk, he needed some aid. It was at this time also that he couldn't contact All Might. That wretched old man. Just as I needed him the most, he would disappear from my eyesight.

   He tried to contact All Might with the alternatives that he got, but failed miserably. And so, he was stuck all by himself as always. He concluded that in order to control the quirk and not damage his body in the process, he needed to regulate. Of course, he was familiar with these kinds of things since he grew up with a quirk that needed regulation as to manipulate how much he could exude. It was common knowledge that if you let lose something that hasn't adapted to your body, some serious consequences would come.

   Overexerting his body to the brink of exhaustion, a week has passed and he was able to slightly control the amount of strength the quirk would exude. Using the percentage as a basing factor, if compared to All Might's iconic strength, it would put his current potential up to 15 percent. Weak, but relatively strong when compared to other quirks.

   One for All was so strong that even a single percent could send a normal civilian to the hospital. Even if Izuku overlooks some things, this was an astounding achievement. But of course, it wasn't possible without some few scratches and bruises from his body.

   He tried OFA on his hands and feet, and trained it smartly. Currently, his hands are his great weapon.

  He pulled the end of his hood so it could cover his forehead and climbed up the tall railings. Three days before the result would arrive, he needed to do something first. Leaping meters high above the roofs, Izuku swiftly and silently moved from building to building, unnoticed. Upon arriving at an abandoned warehouse, he quickly came inside and looked around the surroundings, confirming nobody was there before removing the hood off of his head.

   His body had already adapted to the fifteen percent strength OFA could exude on his feet, however, he could still feel his feet sorting after extensive use. He glanced at the room he was currently standing at, sprawling with dirt all over the floor and cobwebs strangling up on the roof. He came inside a specific room and saw a carpet as well as pillow lying coldly on the dull ground.

   This was where he lived before the whole stupid idea. It's been over a month since he last visited so the place was looking gloomier than before. It was good news for him that the warehouse was also left untouched.