Dungeons And Heroes

The One For All

Due to narrow mountain passes, Tenya decided to pay the guards to take care of his horse until he came back. It would be much easier to just manage Shoto's horse. The terrain might be too rough to ride them, anyway.
So the group of four set off toward the mountain range. Judging the distance, it was going to be a long couple of days.
     Walking.
     Walking.
     More walking.
     Apart from a regular skirmish here and there, the group hadn't faced much on their journey. They were tired. They were bored. They were exhausted. And there was no end in sight except for the volcanic mountains in the distance.
     Days and days of nothing.
     Until...
     "Everyone, wait!" Izuku cried out, sometime into their fourth day of travel.
     "What is it?" Ochaco asked, the same time as Tenya said, "Did you hear something?"
     Izuku shook his head. "No. I just... I just had a feeling."
     "A feeling?" Shoto questioned, not sarcastically, but genuinely confused.
     "Oh boy," Eraserhead said, definitely sarcastic. "We're rolling for feelings now? Better crack out the dice, because this is where the real adventure starts!"
     Izuku blocked the D.M. out, and closed his eyes. He allowed his head to turn. His eyes flew open, and he listened. The mountain wind blew his hair about. "That way," he concluded.
     "That way?" Tenya asked. "That's it? Is that all we're going off of? Seriously, Izuku, we shouldn't stray from our trail."
     "Then let me go alone." Izuku looked at the others with eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Please," he pleaded with them. "I just- I just know I have to go over there!"
     "Fine," Shoto decides for them with an allowing wave of his hand. "Do you want to go alone, or should we come with you?"
     "We obviously have to go with him!" Ochaco yelped. "It may not be sa-"
     Shoto held up his hand. "It's up to Izuku. This is his campaign."
     Izuku thought for a moment, then he looked up at his companions. "Sorry. This is something I have to do alone. I don't know why. But it just is."
Shoto nodded with a neutral expression. "I bid you luck."
"My thanks," Izuku replied with a smile and a tip of his head. Leaving all but his dungeon master behind, Izuku walked in the direction he felt he should go.
Sure enough, before long, he reached a cave in the side of a mountain. The mouth was narrow, but Izuku was small enough to fit. Eraserhead just phased through.
The corridors of the cave were dark and wet, yet Izuku knew he was headed in the right direction. Eraserhead, on the other hand...
"Let's do a stupidity check," he grumbled. "Roll for horrible decisions that will probably end in your death."
"Shh," Izuku hushed him. "I think we're getting close."
Eraserhead huffed, actually impressed. "My, my. You've gotten a perfect 20 on your perception check. You've got perfect perception in this cave, and actually are headed on the right path to whatever you need to encounter next. Taking all the correct twists and turns. But how?"
"See?" Izuku said with a half smile. "I told you. I've got a feeling."
"That tonight's gonna be a good night?" said an unknown voice up ahead.
Izuku jumped. "Who- who said that?!"
They had entered a room. A cavern. In the center of it stood a short old man clothed in old yellow knight's garb. Next to him was a rock, and stuck in it was the legendary sword: the One For All.
Izuku seemed thrilled about both. "Great All Knight!" he gasped. "Are you a pro knight?"
The old man laughed heartily. "I used to be! Who might you be, lad? It's been long since I've met an adventurer here! My name is Gran Torino! Though these days, I go by the Sire of the Stone!"
"Oh! I'm Izuku Midoriya," Izuku introduced himself with a small bow. "I'm here for the One For All."
Gran Torino raised his eyebrows. "Well, if you can pull it from the stone, be my guest."
Eraserhead rolled his eyes. "Are you kidding me? The sword in the stone trope? I see that on literally every campaign!"
Izuku blinked at him. "But... didn't you make this campaign?"
"Yes... No." Eraserhead eventually just shrugged. "It's complicated."
"Anyway, if I can draw the sword, I can wield it?" Izuku asked Gran Torino excitedly. "For good?"
"It'll be all yours until you leave it for a successor of your own. However," Gran Torino added with a wag of his finger. "This is only if you can draw it. One specific adventurer is to draw it from the stone successfully. It may be you, it may not be. But go on, give it a pull."
In awe, Izuku approached the glittering sword. This was the treasure of his idol. The great sword of All Knight himself. If he could pull this thing, he would be the next All Knight. He! Izuku Midoriya!
Placing a foot on the rock for support, Izuku put his hands around the hilt of the sword and drew.
It drew.
In fact, it came out with hardly a lift on Izuku's end. The Sire of the Stone gasped. So did Izuku.
"I- I did it!" he stuttered. "Holy Beasts, I'm All Knight's successor!"
"Well!" Gran Torino cries out, throwing up his hands with a grin that looked scarily too much like a sneer. "Looks like my job is done! Good job, young adventurer!"
"But- wait!" Izuku called to him. "I don't even know how to wield it! Can you teach me?"
"Sure," he said with a complying shrug. He walked up to Izuku and put a hand on the youth's shoulder. "Just swing it around or something. You'll get the hang of it, All Knight Jr."
"All Knight Jr...."
"I suggest you go on back," Eraserhead told the awestruck boy, knocking him out of his stupor. "The dragon attacks are still going on, your friends are waiting for you, and it looks like you are going to be the one to face this Katsuki kid," Eraserhead said, pointing to Izuku's new sword, the All For One itself. Eraserhead snapped, and a sword sheath appeared on Izuku's belt. "There. Complimentary sheath for your new weapon."
"Thank you!" Izuku exclaimed, admiring his new things. "It seems we're ready to find Katsuki!"