A Collector

Gift - Part 2

The silence of the warehouse was broken only by the soft hum of the dim lights overhead and the subtle crackle of the old furnace. All for One's eyes gleamed as he watched Izuku's reaction to the pendant he had just given him. But that moment of stillness wouldn't last long.

All for One's fingers twitched, and before Izuku could even process what was happening, a ripple of energy swept through the room. The air grew colder, the shadows deepened, and the very atmosphere seemed to pulse with a strange, intense power.

A hand lifted from All for One's side, palm open, and as if by some unseen force, the air around him began to shimmer with a foreboding energy. Three distinct colors began to form in the air, twisting together in a violent yet controlled display.

The first was a deep, almost pitch-black hue, its edges outlined with an eerie purple glow. The second was an ethereal white, almost as if the wind itself had solidified into something tangible, swirling with an unseen force. The third was a fierce, blood-red that swirled with the fluid grace of a bird in flight—its outline sharp, with jagged wings flickering like flames.

Izuku's eyes widened, his breath catching as the three energies converged in All for One's hand.

"These," All for One said softly, his voice a mixture of pride and something darker, "are gifts meant for you, my apprentice." His hand remained suspended, glowing with a dark power that seemed to pulse and hum in the air.

Izuku's heart raced, the three forms in All for One's hand feeling both foreign and yet... disturbingly familiar. The black-and-purple glow, the wind-like white, and the fiery red with wings. He stared at them, confusion and curiosity written all over his face.

Izuku's hand trembled slightly as he extended it, reaching toward the three swirling quirks.

He let his fingers brush against the dark, purple-tinged quirk first, feeling a jolt of energy surge through him as it entered his body. He felt everything around him, giving him a sense of control, as if he could bend the connect everything itself to his will. Then came the wind-like white, a rush of air and weightlessness, filling him with speed and an ethereal grace. Finally, the red with wings—the power of flight, of movement and fire, an unrelenting force that surged with violent strength, leaving behind a sense of unstoppable motion.

Izuku stumbled back, gasping as his body was overwhelmed by the influx of power. The three quirks felt like they were alive inside him, fighting for dominance, yet somehow, they felt... right. Too right, as if they had always belonged to him, hidden beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to be unlocked.

Izuku struggled to keep himself grounded as the three quirks warred within him, battling for dominance. His body was on fire—his mind, a whirlwind of new thoughts and abilities. For a moment, everything blurred around him, and he felt himself teetering on the edge of something. A precipice, where everything could either fall apart or come together.

Izuku gritted his teeth, trying to focus as the three quirks swirled inside him, each one promising something greater. But they also threatened to tear him apart. 

Izuku rose to his feet, the newfound power buzzing in his veins. The tree in the corner flickered in the dim light, casting long, distorted shadows across the room, but in his mind, he could see beyond it. He could see the world—his world—unfolding before him.

For the first time in a long time, Izuku's gaze hardened. The past was behind him. The boy who had dreamed of saving everyone, of being the hero, was gone. What remained was a man who had tasted power and was ready to make it his own.

"Thank you," Izuku said quietly, his voice firm now. "I'll use this... and I'll reshape the world, All for One. No matter the cost."

All for One's smile was sharp, like a wolf savoring the scent of fresh blood. "That's the spirit, Izuku. Now, you truly understand. Welcome to the future."

And as Izuku turned his back on the Christmas tree, the shadows seemed to grow longer, as if bowing to him, acknowledging his new path. The flames of the past were extinguished, and the flames of his future began to burn bright.

There was no turning back.

The night outside remained cold and silent, the world untouched by the turmoil that brewed in the heart of the warehouse. But within, Izuku's future was being forged in the glow of three powerful quirks, a future where Christmas was just another forgotten memory, swallowed by the weight of power and ambition.

And yet, deep down, as the power surged through him, there remained a faint flicker of something that he couldn't quite grasp—a reminder of who he used to be. A reminder of the Christmases that came before.

Maybe, just maybe, he could shape this new world... and still keep a small piece of himself intact.

But for now, that question would have to wait.

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Izuku's current quirks:

All for one

Flame control

2D

regen

Vocal Manipulation

Physical Boost 

Pain Endurance

silence

Durability

Kinetic Multiplier

Strength Multiplier

Thought Acceleration

Frost

Night vision

flight

Overclock

weather manipulation

straight x4

kilo

Endurance

Power

Radio Waves

Reinforcement x2

Air canon

Transformable Wings