In a world where 80% of the population has quirks the other 20% doesn't. izuku yagi, the son of the number one hero was one of those 20%. Izuku Yagi's life was a nightmare, filled with bullying at school from his supposed friend bakugo and his sist...
High above the battlefield, Blast floated in the sky, watching everything unfold. His eyes followed the last traces of Izuku's cosmic energy, still lingering in the air.
Blast POV: "I managed to bend Izuku's cosmic rays using a gravitational wave to send them into another dimension... that should work."
He sighed in relief. If he hadn't intervened, that power could have wiped out everything. But even with his efforts, he knew the real reason this battle had ended.
It was Saitama.
Blast looked down at the battlefield, where the dust was settling. The fight was over. Izuku, the Disaster-Level: God, had been defeated. But not just by strength—by something much greater.
A smirk crossed Blast's face.
Blast POV: "Even after all this time... there are still things beyond my understanding."
But just as he turned away, something caught his eye.
The wormhole he had created to redirect Izuku's cosmic rays was still open. Strange distortions rippled around it, as if something was interfering with its stability.
Blast's eyes narrowed.
Someone was there.
A shadowy figure stood at the edge of the wormhole, their form barely visible against the cosmic glow. But what was clear... was that they were absorbing Izuku's power.
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Blast's heart pounded.
He recognized that figure.
His eyes widened in shock as he teleported forward, rushing straight at them.
Blast: "VOID!!!!!"
Blast's eyes locked onto Empty Void, who stood motionless, absorbing the last remnants of Izuku's cosmic rays.
Without hesitation, Blast stretched out his left arm, summoning a surge of power.
A gigantic sphere of energy erupted from his palm, warping the very fabric of space as it shot forward. The sheer force of the attack sent shockwaves rippling through the void, distorting the stars behind it.
Yet, just as the ball of energy was about to make contact—
SHING!
A flash of silver.
With a single, precise slice, Empty Void cut the attack in half as if it were nothing but air. The two halves of the energy sphere drifted apart, dispersing harmlessly into space.
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