After being told that he was quirkless, Izuku was visited by The Spirit of The Monkey King and was offered The Chance of a lifetime.
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Izuku adjusted the worn duffel bag slung over his shoulder, the weight a familiar comfort. Inside, neatly packed, were his training gi and sparring gear a constant reminder of the grueling yet rewarding decade he'd spent at Tython. A decade that had transformed him from a weak, scrawny, cowardly, quirkless kid into a honed weapon.
He mastered Karate, Taekwondo, Judo, Monkey Kung Fu, and the list went on. He could disarm an opponent with lightning speed, read their emotions like an open book, and even deliver a strategic takedown with the precision of a seasoned veteran. Thanks to Caesar and Goku's rigorous tutelage, he was just as adept with weapons - bladed, blunt, and even firearms.
As he was walking out of the building, where his half-sister Xion was waiting for him.
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AN: Her eyes are hazel instead of blue.
Xion: Hey brother; ready to go?
Izuku: Yeah; I know that my and Xion's parents are waiting for us.
Xion: Then let's go.
Izuku: Yeah. Hey Nimbus!
After he called out its name, a cloud came out from the sky and floated near them. They then jumped on it and flew away and towards the bustling city of Tokyo. As they neared an overpass, the unease intensified, a knot forming in Izuku's stomach. He exchanged a silent glance with her - she felt it too.
Without a word, they got off and rushed towards the bridge, the source of their disquiet. Below, a young girl with messy blonde hair, her school uniform askew, was being attacked by people throwing rocks at her calling her a villain and a freak.
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