Reborn as Tomura Shigaraki is a nightmare

An killer against The Gentleman

Visiting Deku the next day because he want to ask me something, with all this quirks that I can create, I reduce myself to 4 because 1 is always for my clone who has to keep Kurogiri thinking that i'm with him, now I need to not get on the news because he really love to drink and watch the T.V, I can't believe that i'm in the future and T.V is still something when in my time was just an easy gadget for old people, and some people that don't pay for Netflix and other things.

"You have a very nice room, Izuku, what you want ask me?" I start to look around, watching only All Might stuff, to be fair, I always dream of a room with stupid stuff like this, an gaming pc and more stuff, but minimum wage in my country was crap, not enough to pay your rent and eat for entire month, but I was surviving, and now i'm here, killing left and right, fighting evil and trying to prove that i'm still an hero, anti-hero?."Thank you, look, I need you to help me with my quirk, the tip you give me really help, but I still need to learn more" I never believe that I will reach a moment when I will be the one to teach a person, but what should I teach him?, what I know is just the normal thing, and if he ask me to teach him how to fight, forgive it, i'm the worst fighter, all my battles were just the plot keeping me alive just because I put my stats in magic and now I have only 5 powers per day, at least itboost my strength for some time... stupid gaming talk."I'm going to accept your mission... sorry, is a problem I have, I will help you, what you need?" Something inside me is screaming that i'm going to fight today, like an upgrade that show you the enemy coming before they reach you, maybe is just my fear of another fight, but the nightmare has to reach the final boss one day, and i'm here as the protagonist or support, I don't care."Can you spare with me?, I need to see how good I can do in a real fight" only a thing, this won't be a real fight because I won't fight to kill, but still serve him some mean hits because this kid really has to get what this life is about."As you wish, but I won't hold back from making a good damage on your life bar" why this is getting stronger now?, screw this talking, how I uninstall this?, shit."I have no problem with that, let's go, Tenko" that should be my line, damn it, I really start to become an support.

We reach the beach, the only part of this city that will not make everyone to look at 2 people breaking their faces like idiots, both we take our stances, only mine was the arm on front and closer to my body like an shield.He was sprinting towards me, the speed was really good, but not great to take me on, I grab his fist right when it was ready to hit me in the chest, with quick moves,I hit with all my speed and strength, 3 punches, one for his stomach, the second one in his chest stop him from going face down while I was feeling ribs cracking, the final was on his face, the attack make him to have blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but wasn't enough, while his fist was still in the cage of my hand, I kick his leg, making him to go into one knee, letting me enough time to lock his head and jump into DDT move, I always want to try this, and is not like Deku would die with his plot armor... does he have it with me here?.Being in the middle of the jump, I feel a huge pressure boosting me into the air, dropping Deku from my lock as both we fall into the golden sand.Getting up, I spit the sand from my mouth and look at him, his broken finger tells me that he use the delaware smash to escape from the impact, I don't know if he do this out of desperation to not lose, or he really come with it knowing that will work, in the end, i'm the one to blame for going to far."Huh, I never expect to get beaten like this, how you feel?" what should I tell him, i'm a little exciting for all this crap."My friend, if you let the adrenaline take the pain away, I feel amazing, sorry for going like this on y..." before I can finish my sentence, an white muscular arm emerge from the sand, punching my jaw so hard that I was throwed in the air, right in the jaw, that bastard aimed to put me down hurting my brain, and it work, my eyes start to close as I feel the gravity pulling me down, looks like I feel right in the trap without knowing,