One Hero For All People! (#1 Priority)

Chapter 2: One For All & The Founder

Izuku sat on the edge of his bed, staring down at his hands. His fingers trembled slightly as he flexed them, still feeling the remnants of the strange, raw energy that had surged through him just moments ago. He couldn't shake the sensation, the unfamiliar power now resting deep within his body.

Suddenly, a soft glow illuminated the room. Izuku looked up, eyes widening in shock as a figure materialized before him. The white-haired figure from his dream now stood right in front of him, his entire body emitting a gentle white aura. He looked calm, almost serene, as he gazed at Izuku with kind yet piercing green eyes.

Izuku Midoriya {frozen, too shocked to speak}: "..."

The white-haired figure stepped closer, his presence both comforting and overwhelming. He offered a faint smile before speaking, his voice gentle and filled with a sense of wisdom.

White-Haired Figure {speaking calmly}: "There's no need to be afraid, Izuku. My name is Yoichi. I am the first wielder of the power you now possess—One For All."

Izuku blinked in disbelief. He tried to speak, to ask the questions racing through his mind, but the words caught in his throat. All he could do was listen, his heart pounding in his chest.

Yoichi {his expression softening}: "I understand you've been through a lot. I also know what All Might said to you earlier... I'm here to apologize for that."

Izuku's eyes widened further, confusion flooding his thoughts. Why would this man, someone who seemed so powerful, apologize for All Might's words?

Yoichi {sighing}: "All Might... he was wrong, and in more ways than one. You see, like you, he was once Quirkless."

Izuku's breath hitched. All Might? Quirkless? The very thought felt impossible, yet here was this mysterious figure saying it so plainly.

Yoichi {continuing, his voice full of understanding}: "He wasn't born with the power you now hold. He inherited it, just as you have. One For All is passed down from one to another, and each wielder adds their strength to it. He's forgotten that even without a Quirk, a true hero's heart is what matters most."

Izuku's mind raced. His idol—the greatest hero—had once been Quirkless, just like him? It didn't make sense. Why would All Might say those things if he had once stood in the same place Izuku now stood?

Yoichi {giving a small, apologetic smile}: "He's forgotten where he started. But now, it's your turn to carry the torch. One For All has deemed you worthy."

Izuku finally found his voice, though it was shaky.

Izuku Midoriya {his voice trembling}: "You... you're the first? The first to have this Quirk?"

Yoichi, {nodding}: "Yes. I was the one who first cultivated this power, and it has been passed down through generations. But you, Izuku, are the one who will take it further than any of us."

Izuku swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Yoichi's words. The responsibility, the history—it was overwhelming. He still couldn't fully grasp it all, but he felt a warmth spreading through his chest. This wasn't just any power. It was something far bigger than him.

Izuku Midoriya {his voice soft, almost in awe}: "I... I don't know what to say. You... You're like the founder of this power..."

Yoichi smiled warmly at the nickname.

Yoichi {with a chuckle}: "The Founder, huh? I like that. But remember, Izuku, this power is yours now. You will make it into something even greater than before."

Izuku looked at Yoichi with newfound determination. He nodded, finally starting to believe in the path set before him. The weight of the responsibility still lingered, but for the first time in a long while, Izuku didn't feel so alone.

Izuku Midoriya {nodding}: "I'll do my best... Founder."

Yoichi's form began to fade slowly, but his smile remained.

Yoichi {his voice growing distant}: "I know you will, Izuku. Trust in yourself."

And with that, the white aura disappeared, leaving Izuku alone in his room once more. The silence returned, but this time, it felt different—calmer, more reassuring. He clenched his fists, feeling the faint pulse of One For All within him, and for the first time, a small, hopeful smile appeared on his face.