Izuku The forgotten Jade emperor.

testing 1...2...3..

I couldn't ignore the newfound power coursing through my veins. It was exhilarating, and despite the warnings, I needed to test it. As dawn broke, I dressed quickly and slipped out of my apartment, heading to a secluded training ground I had discovered months ago. It was a deserted warehouse, perfect for experimenting without prying eyes.

Once inside, I took a deep breath, focusing on the sensations of the various forces around me. The first power I decided to test was Gravity Manipulation. I extended my hand toward a stack of crates and willed them to rise. Immediately, I felt the force respond, the crates lifting smoothly into the air. I manipulated the gravitational field, causing them to float around the room with ease.

"Not bad," I muttered to myself, feeling a rush of satisfaction.

Next, I turned to Velocity Manipulation. I picked up a stray piece of metal and hurled it across the room, then manipulated the wind resistance to bring it to an abrupt stop mid-air. The piece of metal hovered, suspended by the forces I controlled.

"This could be incredibly useful," I noted, a smirk forming on my lips.

I continued to experiment, shifting from Friction Manipulation—making the ground beneath me slick enough to slide effortlessly—to Inertia Manipulation, increasing my body's resistance to changes in motion. I threw a punch at a concrete wall and felt the force amplify, a small crack forming on impact.

Electromagnetism Manipulation came next. I focused on a metal pipe and directed an electromagnetic force toward it. Sparks flew as lightning arced from my fingertips to the pipe, the air crackling with energy. The power felt incredible, and I wanted more.

I turned to Weak Force Manipulation, disintegrating a small rock into dust with a mere thought. The potential of these powers was mind-boggling, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of invincibility.

However, the true test came with Strong Force Manipulation. I focused on a larger boulder, feeling the atomic forces within it. With a surge of energy, I tried to mimic nuclear fusion. The boulder began to glow, then crumbled into pieces.

But then, the side effects hit.

A sharp pain shot through my head, and I felt a warm trickle down my cheeks. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and saw blood. Panic surged through me, but I pushed it down, refusing to let weakness show. I tried to ignore it and moved on to Attraction and Repulsion. I pulled a metal barrel towards me, then pushed it back with immense force.

The pain intensified, and this time I doubled over, coughing violently. Blood splattered the ground in front of me. My vision blurred, and I felt my strength waning. Each use of the power drained me more than I had anticipated.

"Dammit," I gasped, wiping more blood from my eyes. I sank to my knees, the warehouse spinning around me. The powers were incredible, but they came at a high cost.

I struggled to my feet, determined not to be beaten by my own abilities. I knew I had to master these powers without them taking such a toll. But for now, I needed to stop before I did any more damage to myself.

Staggering out of the warehouse, I made my way back home, every step a reminder of the cost of my newfound strength. The Jade Emperor's gift was potent, but it was also a dangerous burden. If I wanted to harness these powers fully, I needed to find a way to mitigate the side effects.

Once back in my house I cleaned myself up, washing away the blood and trying to shake off the exhaustion. The image of my bleeding eyes and the taste of blood in my mouth were stark reminders of the risks I was taking.

As I lay back down, I realized that mastering these powers would require more than just physical strength; it would take intelligence, strategy, and a careful understanding of my own limits. The path ahead was uncertain, but I was more determined than ever to walk it.

The Jade Emperor's words echoed in my mind: "Use this power wisely, Izuku Mori. Your journey is just beginning."

And so it was. I would master this gift, no matter the cost.

narrator pov

Nejire Hado was always curious, her inquisitive nature driving her to learn about the world around her. Her energy and enthusiasm were boundless, and today was no different. She was on her way to meet up with Mirio and Tamaki for a training session when she decided to take a slight detour. There was an old warehouse district she had heard about, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her.

As she flew over the area, she noticed a lone figure moving with purpose inside one of the warehouses. Hovering in the air, she saw a boy with slight green hair and a determined expression. He was focused, his movements precise and controlled. What caught her attention even more were the objects floating and moving around him, seemingly defying gravity.

"Who is that?" Nejire wondered aloud, her interest piqued. She landed quietly on the roof, peeking through a broken skylight to get a better view.

The boy—Izuku, if she recalled correctly—was performing incredible feats. He manipulated gravity, velocity, and other forces with a skill she hadn't seen before. Each action seemed to be a calculated experiment, as if he were testing the limits of his newfound powers.

Nejire watched in awe as Izuku lifted a stack of crates, then set them down gently. He moved on to a piece of metal, stopping it mid-air, and redirected a lightning strike with effortless precision. His control over the elements was mesmerizing, a dance of power and intellect.

But then, she noticed something troubling. After a particularly intense display of power, Izuku doubled over, clutching his head. Blood began to trickle down his face from his eyes, and he coughed violently, specks of blood staining the ground. Nejire's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to rush down and help, but something held her back—an instinct that told her he needed to handle this on his own.

Izuku staggered but didn't stop. He continued testing his powers, determination etched into his features. Even as the pain intensified, he pushed forward, unwilling to let the powers defeat him.

Nejire's admiration grew, mixed with concern. She had seen many strong students, but there was something different about Izuku. His resolve, his willingness to endure pain to master his abilities, spoke volumes about his character. Yet, the cost of his strength was apparent.

Finally, Izuku finished his training and started to leave the warehouse, looking exhausted and battered. but suddenly the boy vanished. she was at a loss for words. she realised she was late for her training session and rushed off. however she wasn't gonna tell the others on what se just saw she believed it was a secret for now between the two of them.