"One Level at a Time"

Prologue pt Two: New Rules and Expectations

"Izuku."

"Yes, dad?"

"Let's go out for a bit. While your mother is still asleep."

Izuku felt incredibly nervous around his biological father. His body kept screaming at him to run away but just by a mere glance from the tall man. Izuku felt his feet glued to the floor and every muscle in his being tensed.

"No need to be so nervous, though I suppose you can't help it. Come, I will answer your questions as best as I can." Hisashi was a man that Izuku never thought his father to be. The boy always thought his dad was a serious character, however, that wasn't the case. The Patriarch was calm and laid back.

With nothing but obedience, Izuku followed his father outside the apartment. They took a local detour around the neighborhood. It was five in the morning. The sun wasn't up yet.

"It's been a while since I took a stroll around here. The last time I was in town was when I knocked up your mother, Izuku. God, it was a beautiful sight to behold. I only had about two hours before my flight to the states. Though I did make sure to leave my apartment and phone number with her." Hisashi rambled on, Izuku wasn't really familiar with the context so he innocently asked.

"Knocked...up?"

"Oh right, I keep forgetting your four. Sorry if I am not that good at this whole parent thing. Your my firstborn so I guess I will learn along the way. Anyway where was I, oh right. I need to establish some rules for you."

Izuku looked questionably at his father. This was certainly not who he was expecting.

"Let's stop here for now." Hisashi pauses before a bench that oversees the park.

Once both father and son sat down, the former explained the whole situation to his offspring.

"Listen Izuku, what you have is not a quirk."

Izuku's world was slowly breaking. Not a quirk? What about the numbers? "W-What...?"

"Kid, what you have is something way more useful than any pathetic quirk can ever give you."

"What is it?" Izuku asks nervously.

"My son, what we call our powers are known as databases."

"Databases? What's that?"

"I just said it-Ugh-nevermind. Anyway, there are some rules that need to be established okay. Your lucky I am around otherwise this can really come back fuck you in the ass. Theoretically of course, unless you grow up into preferring that kind of thing. Now, these rules are law okay, no matter what happens, no matter how confused you are, no matter how ignorant you will become. These are law understand?"

"Y-Yes."

"Good, I am going to be short with you right so pay attention. Rule one: Never, ever get involved with a player versus match when it doesn't involve you. Rule two: Whatever you do, do not father a child from another player. Rule three: When fighting other players, never spare them, kill them. Rule four: Never kill the NPCs without actual reasoning. And for rule five: Stay alive for as long as you can, you only have one life. Now then, how about a lighter topic."

Izuku was honest to god confused, he didn't know what to make about these rules. His dad did promise him to answer any questions Izuku asked so now was the time.

"Um, dad?"

"Hmm, yea?"

"What's a player, or NPC, or why the rules?"

"Well let's start off slow. Players are people like you and me who can see the world a lot differently than normal people do. Tell me, you seen the words and numbers popped up on top of a persons head or near their head?"