Twice the fun

Ch 14

Izuku was strangely calm as he stood in front of the giant mock city.

He knew he should be terrified or worried, but he simply couldn't bring himself to feel even the slightest bit of either.

In Fact, he felt the exact opposite.

A feeling of excitement built in his gut as he started walking to the front of the crowd.

He grinned, wide and joyful. "There is definitely something wrong with me." He mumbles to himself, worried about why he wasn't so paranoid but too excited to really care.

He was always far too confident when he was allowed to fight and use his quirk at the same time.

And now, when faced with the fact that if he lets himself go all out, he's guaranteed to be a hero?

His excitement was off the chain.

He usually limited himself while he trained or fought, he could make an endless army of him and his friends, no one can stand up to that, so he has always put limits on what he's allowed to do.

The first rule that he forced on himself, was that he could only make clones of his friends, and if he was pushed far enough he would only let himself make a few clones of himself, it only seemed fair.

The second rule was to always give the opponent a chance, his quirk was too powerful and he knew it so he wanted to at least give them an opportunity to beat him.

And finally, never overwhelm the opponent with numbers, it feels like cheating when you just mob someone in what was supposed to be a 1v1 fight.

He was too strong and ke knew that, he knew that if he was given enough time, and he protected his forming clones.

He could make an army in less than five seconds.

He knew he was strong, and that's why he was always so confident in a fight, because the moment he was scared, or he was close to losing?

He could make an army of his closest friends that would protect him with their very lives.

And if they wouldn't?

He could just make them.

So, as the years of training passed, fighting became more of a game to him, something for him to truly enjoy without risks.

It was fun to feel the thrill but to know that he was completely safe thanks to his quirk, it made it so easy to lose himself in the excitement of a fight when he knew he could overwhelm his opponent whenever he felt like.

It was easy because he had all the power.

He was safe.

And he didn't have to be scared of anyone.

Izuku knew that thought process was stupid. Someone could just destroy his clones before they could form. Someone could ambush him. Someone can be strong enough to wipe his army out instantly and leave him with nothing.

He knew that he shouldn't think of his quirk as a crutch, because of all the ways he could be beaten.

But if, IF he was left alone for a little too long, a villian let him or one of his clones get away, if he so much as turned a corner and a villain was too slow to stop him in time.

He could beat anyone, he could save a city's worth of people in an instant, and he could protect everyone.

All without lifting a finger.

It's just impossible not to be confident, not to feel powerful, and not feel, no matter how much he tries to push it down...

...Like he was better than everyone else.