Chapter 23

The two days break was over and I was back at the University.

After I somewhat stabilized, I had returned to my apartment and got busy trying to learn some psychic type moves so that I could get rid of the 'Savages' man. I practiced using the moves on the man himself and would heal him when he was too broken and battered to stay alive.

For me, he wasn't human. He deserved the worst. So, I gave him the worst.

I could feel the psychic abilities awaken within me as the man screamed from the pain in his head. I didn't want to listen to him speak, so, I kept him gagged.

'I will break you to the point you are a walking shell of a human. You'll stay alive, because death would be mercy for you. You'll live in fear for the rest of your life. If the savages find you and kill you, it's not going to be on me. You deserve to suffer for all the people you've raped, tortured and cannibalized. I know what I'm doing is wrong. I know that it's against the law. But, with a corrupt system, the law isn't capable of punishing you. So, I'll do it in its stead.'

Taking one last look at the unconscious man, I left the room to take a long bath.

'One monster down means tens of children will be saved from a fate worse than being thrown into hell. I can live with that even I have to become a monster myself. These fucking savages, I'm going to bring down karma on them. Before that, I need to learn 'Psychic' and other other related moves. I'll break their minds and destroy their wills. Who said physical torture is the only way to inflict pain?'

(APIBNHA)

Many of my batchmates were recognized over the two days and I could hear them discuss it extensively.

Finally, the bell rang and Aizawa entered the classroom covered in bandages.

"The old lady's treatment was excessive. But nevermind that, today you have Hero Informatics Class. A special one at that..."

The shit was at it again, creating tension among us. If he wasn't my teacher and wasn't recovering, I would have pounded his stupid face.

"... Today you'll be coming up with your hero aliases."

As everyone quietened down after a brief moment of excitement, Aizawa continued, "But first, concerning the pro draft picks I mentioned the other day. It's based on who the pros think is ready to join the hero workforce after another two or three years of experience. So you could say it's a way for them to show interest in your futures."

The draft pick results were... expected. I had around 6300 picks while Todoroki and Katsuki had more than three thousand.

Right when Aizawa was about to finish explaining about the drafts, a woman entered our classroom whose uniform left little to imagination. Midnight, the woman of everyone's midnight dreams.

We were given placards to write our aliases on. As my batchmates began announcing the names they had chosen, I focused on choosing my own alias. I had a lot of choices, but, there was only one that would strike fear in the hearts of the villains.

"Asui, let's see what alias you have chosen."

Nodding, I walked up to the class podium to display my placard.

"Poison-Dart Hero: Phantasm."

Midnight cracked her whip and said, "A name well suited for your style! I like it!"

Despite of her demeanor, Midnight was a very serious heroine and I held admiration for her. I held admiration for many licensed heroes. They were far stronger than me.

'Just a month in and I'm already beginning to lose myself. Get your head straight, Tozen. Don't let the world overwhelm you. Now that you know what exactly goes around in the dark, you have to bide your time and strike. Don't be too hasty. One step at a time.'

Later that day, All Might asked both Midoriya and me to visit him in the teacher's lounge.

Midoriya was clearly shaking in his shoes, probably thinking that All Might would ask him to give his quirk to me. His insecurities were too much of a hinderance to his growth as a hero.

I knocked on the door and we were asked to come in.

All Might was in his buff form. When we took our seat, he asked me, " Young Asui. I'm getting straight to the point. What exactly do you know?"

I shrugged and replied, "I know that Midoriya was quirkless before he entered U.A. given his conversations with Bakugo. This guy told that Unstable McGrenade that it was trusted to him by someone. Then, during the ceremony, you called him your successor. So, I'm guessing that you somehow managed to copy your quirk and give it to him."

Midoriya's legs were visibly trembling at that point.

All Might sighed and with a puff of steam, he regressed back to his skinny form.

My brows raised, I said, "I was 'not' expecting to see that!"

"It's like those people in swimming pools who suck in all the air they can to look more buff than they actually are."

"No, it isn't!!"

"Oh well..."

He removed his coat and lifted up his shirt. There, on the side of his abdomen, I saw the wound so severe, I truely wondered how the man was even alive. As I stared at the wound, horrified by the sight of it, All Might began, "I got this wound nearly nine years ago in my battle against a villain..."

"And, no one could heal it?"

He sighed again and said, "I tried everything. An year ago, I could barely use my quirk for four hours. That's when I met young Midoriya."

"It was during that sludge villain's attack, right? I do remember an explosive Pomeranian getting captured..."

I slung my arm around Midoriya and continued saying, ".. And this skinny crybaby was trying to save his doggie. It was quite risky, but, admirable. Now that I know that he was quirkless at that time, it's even more amazing."

Midoriya looked embarrassed over being complimented while All Might had a smile on his face.

He said, "I saw a hero in him. So, I trained him for the next ten months and passed on my quirk to him."

My head snapped towards him and I asked, "Wait, passed on?!"

Again he sighed and explained the basics of his quirk. I acted adequately to the explanation.

"So.. You'll retire, huh? It will create a void in the strength of heroes."

He smiled and said, "Young Asui, I believe in the new generation of heroes. You, young Midoriya and the rest are on the path of becoming great heroes. I have no doubt about it. Train, learn and grow as a person. Both of you, knowing that you are the future, I can rest easy. Also, I still have some fire left in me!"

He buffed up again and laughed. It was somehow reassuring and it further solidified my resolve.

All Might truely was the greatest hero, ever.