The "One" For "All" (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 1: A Hero In The Making!

"Talking" =Thinking= "Yelling!" "All Might Talking"

Izuku was deep in the realm of slumber. As his mind slipping into the vast expanse of the unknown, he found himself enveloped in a space-like void, where darkness stretched infinitely in all directions. Panic threatened to overwhelm him as he struggled to make sense of his surroundings, the emptiness pressing in on him like a suffocating weight.

But then, a supernova of light that shattered the monotony of nothingness with its brilliant glow, like a thousand sunrises after a lifetime of darkness. Izuku's eyes widened in awe as he watched the celestial spectacle unfold before him. It was unlike anything he had ever seen.

As the void was bathed in the radiance of the supernova, Izuku's gaze was drawn to a series of celestial bodies, each more stunning than the last. They were suns, but not like any he had ever seen before. The first was a solemn grey-white, casting a gentle glow that illuminated the void with its ethereal light. Next came a vibrant blue, followed by a fiery red, a serene green, a blazing orange, a majestic purple, and a delicate pink. But towering above them all, like a golden titan amidst a sea of stars, was the radiant yellow sun, its brilliance unmatched by any other.

Izuku continues to marvel at the cosmic display. The pink sun began to draw closer. And then, in a swirl of stardust and light, the sun transformed into a figure that seemed both familiar and otherworldly.

The woman before him bore a striking resemblance to his mother, yet there was something distinctly different about her. She stood tall and regal, her black hair cascading around her shoulders like a cloak of night, and a small mole adorned her cheek.

But it was her attire that truly caught Izuku's attention – a hero costume unlike any he had ever seen. The hero costume consisted of a dark, sleeveless bodysuit with a high collar, yellow elbow-length gloves, and white knee-high boots. Around her waist was a belt with an angular golden buckle, a small cape attached around the back which hung down to her knees, and over her shoulders was a longer cape, buttoned to the shoulders of her bodysuit.

Despite her formidable appearance, there was sadness in her eyes. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she regarded him with a bittersweet smile.

As Izuku stood their in shock, the woman suddenly lunged forward and brought him in a tight embrace that was both comforting and suffocating. Especially when his face was in between her breasts. Izuku face was so red it would put tomatoes shame.

But as she held him close, Izuku could feel her trembling, her body wracked with silent sobs that echoed through the vast expanse of space. He could hardly make out her words through the veil of tears that clouded her eyes, but he could sense the weight of her sorrow.

For nearly thirty minutes, they stood locked in a silent embrace. The woman pulled away, her gaze filled with a mixture of regret and apology.

Woman: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break down like that."

Izuku's heart ached at the pain in her voice.

Izuku: "It's alright, You don't have to apologize. But... can you tell me what's going on? Who are you? And why am I here?"

The woman's gaze softened as she regarded him, a sad smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"I'm sorry, Izuku," she said, her voice tinged with regret. "I should have explained sooner. My name is Nana Shimura, and I am... your grandmother."

Izuku's breath caught in his throat at her words, his mind reeling with disbelief. His grandmother? But how could that be possible? He had never known his parents, had grown up believing himself to be an orphan with no family to call his own.

Nana reached out, gently taking his hand in hers as she continued to speak.

Nana: "I know this must come as a shock to you, Izuku. But there is so much I need to tell you, so much you need to know. Will you listen?"

{Meanwhile With All Might}

The night was still and quiet as Toshinori Yagi, known to the world as All Might, made his way back to his agency, Might Tower. Normally, he would have arrived much sooner, but tonight was different. His time limit had run out unexpectedly fast.

As he approached the towering structure that served as both his home and his place of work. Something was amiss, he could feel it in the depths of his being. A part of One For All, the powerful quirk he had inherited and wielded for so long, had vanished without a trace.

But Toshinori pushed aside his concerns, choosing instead to focus on the task at hand. It was time to pass on the mantle of One For All to a new successor, someone who could carry on his legacy and protect the world in his stead and lead the new generation.

Toshinori: "I wonder if Mirai is still up."

Toshinori mused to himself as he entered Might Tower, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridors. Mirai, better known as Sir Nighteye, was one of his closest allies and a trusted friend. And there was another young hero. A second year, who will become a third year named Mirio Togata. The boy showed great promise.

But even as he prepared to pass on the torch of One For All, he couldn't shake the feeling that something momentous was about to unfold, something that would change the course of hero history forever. (Oh he has nooo idea! XD)

{Back With Izuku In His Dream}

Nana Shimura's voice trembled with emotion as she began to recount the painful memories that had haunted her for so long. Sitting beside Izuku in the vast expanse of the cosmic void.

Nana: "After my husband was killed by All For One, I knew that I couldn't allow my children to suffer the same fate."

Nana began, her voice filled with anguish.

Nana: "So, I made the difficult decision to send them away from the world of heroes, to keep them safe from the darkness that threatened to consume us all."

Izuku listened intently, his heart heavy with empathy for his grandmother's pain. He had always known that there was more to his family's past than met the eye, but hearing the truth laid bare before him was a revelation that shook him to his core.

Nana: "As the seventh user of this sacred quirk, I watched through All Might's eyes within the depths of One For All. I witnessed the slow descent of the symbol of peace into corruption."

Nana: "But there is something else. Something that I fear may pose an even greater threat than All For One himself."

Izuku's brow furrowed in confusion as he listened, his mind racing with possibilities. What could possibly be more dangerous than the greatest villain of their time?

Nana: "Somehow, you were born with a small portion of One For All within you. A spark of power that has been growing in strength, far surpassing the original."

Izuku's eyes widened in shock as he processed his grandmother's words. A small portion of One For All? How was that possible? And what did it mean for him?

But amidst the confusion and uncertainty, one thing remained clear in Izuku's mind – he would not let this power consume him. He would use it to protect others, to stand against the darkness that threatened to tear their world apart and become a greater symbol than All Might.

With a newfound sense of purpose burning in his heart, Izuku looked to his grandmother, determination shining in his eyes.

Izuku: "I won't let this power go to waste. I'll become the hero that everyone needs me to be, and I'll make you proud, Grandma!"

As Izuku's resolve echoed through the cosmic void, Nana Shimura regarded her grandson with a mixture of pride and sorrow. Her heart swelled with admiration for the young man before her, the determination burning inside was nearly intense as the burning torch of One For All itself.

Nana: "Izuku, my dear grandson," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "I am so proud of the hero you have become, and the hero you wish to be."

Tears glistened in her eyes as she reached out, gently cupping his face in her hands. Izuku could feel the warmth of her touch, the love and support enveloping him like a comforting embrace.

Nana: "And as a token of my love and appreciation. And missing to many of your birthdays," she mumbled the last part, "I want to give you something special that will help you on your journey."

With a flick of her wrist, Nana conjured a shimmering pink orb of light, its ethereal glow casting a soft radiance across the void. Within the depths of the orb lay a power unlike any Izuku had ever known – the quirk known as Float.

Nana: "This is my quirk, Float," she explained. "And I want you to have it. With One For All empowering it, it will be stronger than ever before."

Izuku's eyes widened in awe as he gazed upon the quirk that had once belonged to his grandmother. Float had the power to defy gravity itself, granting its wielder the ability to soar through the skies with ease.

But amidst the excitement and anticipation, Nana's expression grew somber as she laid a hand on Izuku's shoulder, her gaze filled with concern.

Nana: "However, I must warn you, Izuku. With One For All now ten times stronger than the original, I cannot predict how it will affect your body. The power coursing through you is immense, and it may come with consequences."

Izuku nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of his grandmother's words. He knew that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and sacrifices, but he was determined to face them head-on.

Izuku: "Thank you, Grandma. I won't let you down. I'll use this power to protect others, just like you did."

Nana smiled through her tears.

Nana: "I know you will, Izuku. And remember, I'll always be here to support you, every step of the way."

As Nana gently placed her hand on Izuku's chest, the shimmering orb containing the power of Float began to pulse with a radiant light. With a soft hum, the orb dissolved into a cascade of sparkling particles, each one imbued with the essence of Nana's quirk.

Izuku's eyes widened in wonder as the particles converged, swirling around him in a mesmerizing dance before finally seeping into his chest.

Then, suddenly, a blinding glow erupted from Izuku's chest, illuminating the void with its brilliance. Colors danced and swirled in a kaleidoscope of light, bathing him in a cocoon of iridescent energy.

With a gasp, Izuku jolted awake, his eyes snapping open. He rubbed his head in disbelief.

Izuku: =Was I dreaming? But it felt to real.=

Izuku finally began to register his surroundings. He turned to look at his clock but finds out that he was floating several feet above his bed.

Izuku: =I'm floating!? I'm floating!!=

Izuku couldn't contain his excitement as he floated around his room, his laughter echoing off the walls in joyous bursts. With each movement, he felt the exhilarating sensation of weightlessness, the power of Float coursing through his veins like a gentle breeze.

He twirled and spun through the air. He reached out with his hands and brushed against the ceiling as he floated effortlessly above his bed. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced, like freedom. Was this how his grandmother felt?

Izuku heart dropped when he heard a familiar voice. He wasn't alone. He looked down and saw his mother standing in the doorway. Her eyes were wide in shock as she took in the sight before her – her son, her Quirkless son, was floating several feet above the ground.

Inko: "Izuku, what... What on earth..."

Izuku's cheeks flushed bright red as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head, struggling to find the right words to explain. He slowly descended back to the ground. Izuku landed with a soft thud, his feet touching down on the floor as he glanced up at his mother, a nervous smile playing on his lips.

Izuku: "Uh, hi Mom... I, um, I was just... using grandma's quirk."

{Montage Time!!}

Ten months before the entrance exam for UA, Izuku Midoriya embarked on a journey to prepare. Fueled by his determination to become a hero, he dedicated himself wholeheartedly to honing his skills and mastering his newfound powers.

After the revelation of his grandmother's existence and the discovery of his innate connection to One For All, Izuku's world was forever changed. The words of All Might, the Symbol of Peace, had cut deep, but they also ignited a fire within him—a burning desire to prove his worth and show the world that he could become a hero.

Throughout those ten months, Izuku poured his heart and soul into his training regimen. He spent countless hours studying hero techniques, analyzing battles, and dissecting the mechanics of quirks. Every spare moment was devoted to physical conditioning, pushing his body to its limits and beyond.

But amidst the grueling workouts and intense study sessions, Izuku also found solace in the presence of his mother, Inko. For the first time, they opened up to each other, sharing their hopes, fears, and dreams. Inko listened with a mixture of pride and concern as Izuku recounted his encounters with All Might and the emotional turmoil that followed.

Inko: "Izuku, my dear, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. All Might's words were harsh, but please know that you are loved, no matter what."

Her words brought a sense of comfort to Izuku's heart, soothing the wounds left by All Might's callous remarks. He realized that his mother had always been there for him.

As Izuku continued to train, his determination only grew stronger. He channeled his anger and frustration into his workouts, pushing himself harder than ever before. And with each passing day, he could feel his body growing stronger, more resilient, more capable of bearing the weight of his dreams.

One day, as he pondered the nature of his quirks, an idea struck him like a bolt of lightning. If quirks could shape and mold the bodies of their users, then perhaps One For All had done the same for him. It was a theory rooted in logic and observation.

He volunteered to clean Takoba Municipal Beach, seeing it as an opportunity to both train his body and give back to the community. Day after day, he toiled under the scorching sun, his muscles straining with each shovel of sand and each bag of trash collected.

By the time he finished cleaning the beach on the eighth month, Izuku had undergone a remarkable transformation. He had grown nearly a foot taller, his once-slender frame now adorned with lean muscle.

But physical prowess alone was not enough to fulfill his dreams of becoming a hero. With two months remaining until the UA entrance exam, Izuku focused his efforts on mastering his quirks—One For All and Float. He pushed himself to the limit, experimenting with different techniques and refining his control over his newfound powers.

As the fateful day of the entrance exam drew near, Izuku couldn't help but think where he came from and where he is now.

{End Montage}

As the soft glow of moonlight filtered through his bedroom window, Izuku Midoriya lay in bed, his mind buzzing with anticipation and excitement. Tomorrow was the day he had been waiting for—the UA entrance exam, the first step on his journey to becoming a hero.

Izuku couldn't help but feel nervous. He had spent months preparing for this moment, honing his skills, mastering his quirks, and pushing himself beyond his limits. And now, he was so close to achieving his dream.

With a deep breath, Izuku closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift back to the journey that had brought him to this pivotal moment. He recalled the countless hours spent training, the grueling workouts and intense study sessions, and the moments of doubt and uncertainty overcome by sheer determination and unwavering resolve.

But amidst the challenges and obstacles, there had also been moments of triumph and triumph. He remembered the sense of pride and accomplishment that had filled him when he had finally mastered the use of Float, soaring through the skies with freedom and exhilaration.

And then there were the countless acts of kindness and support he had received from his loved ones—his mother, Inko, who had always believed in him; and, of course, his grandmother, whose unwavering faith in him had never wavered.

With each passing moment, Izuku's excitement grew, his heart pounding with anticipation for the challenges that lay ahead. He knew that tomorrow would be the culmination of everything he had worked for, the moment when he would finally have the chance to prove himself worthy of the title of hero.

But for now, as he lay in bed bathed in the gentle glow of moonlight, Izuku allowed himself to bask in the quiet calm of the night, savoring the peace and tranquility. Tomorrow would be a new beginning, a chance to write the next chapter of his story—a story of courage, perseverance, and the unbreakable spirit of a hero in the making. And as he drifted off to sleep, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips, filled with hope and determination for the journey that lay ahead.