Wrong World

"Ah, what a wonderful day!" I say while stepping out of the building and stretching myself. Not only could I finally make my dream come true and come to Japan, but I could also visit the biggest anime event of the year!

Now I wish only that my parents hadn't left me behind to go shopping and could help me wear all the bags of the good stuff… my new Naruto figures. I am especially proud of the limited Minato figure I got.

Which was left behind after everyone got the Naruto and Sasuke figures…

I mean, who needs a figure with a monster inside it or the "My eyes can do what the plot demands, eyes" figure if you can have the guy who can create the best attack names there are…

Anyway, now I only need to bring everything safely into the hotel and everything—

"Iya, kiwotsukete!" Turning towards the screaming man, I see him pointing towards a blonde teenage girl who was in the middle of the road not far away from me, while a freaking white truck was coming directly towards her without slowing down.

Then it all happened fast… before I knew it, I dropped the bags and started sprinting towards the unsuspecting girl, before grabbing her hand and spinning her around to get her out of harm's way.

This makes her look at me surprised with her beautiful sky blue eyes, before her face turned into full horror when she saw that I couldn't stop my momentum and the truck crashed directly into me… 

"No!!!" was the last thing I heard before everything plunged into darkness, and the world around me turned silent… If I were to describe the sensation of dying by kissing the bumper of a truck. I would say it was quite unpleasant.

"The analysis is finished. You can open your eyes," I suddenly hear the voice of an elderly man and do as he says. After looking around in the white room, I found something out… 

It seems I have freaking survived and ended up in a hospital! Well, a very futuristic-looking hospital… 

There were robotic machines everywhere, and I was standing on a metal platform in only my tighty-whities… wait, I hadn't worn such underwear since I was ten or so…

"He is a late bloomer, but it seems that such a special Quirk simply needed time to manifest, so you can be proud of him," continues the elderly voice. Which makes me look to my left where 3 freaking giant humans were standing.

One man around 30 with short spiky brown hair, a pretty woman with reddish hair, and a bald elderly doctor who was smaller than them but still a giant.

"Did you hear that Keiji, you have finally awoken your Quirk, mama is so proud of you!" screams the giant pretty woman and runs towards me before burying me in her bosom.

I tried to free myself, but she was too strong, and when the guy came running up to us and hugged me too it was over, and I could do nothing more than endure it.

"Be proud of yourself, young man. Awakening a Quirk while being 10 years old already is pretty rare. And getting a perfect combination of both of your parents is even rarer…" I hear the old man giant say while trying not to suffocate from the deadly bosom of the woman who was hugging me.

Wait… what does he mean by 10 years? I'm sixteen, and this Quirk thing also sounds kinda familiar. Wasn't that how the people in the hero anime called their superpower? I'm pretty sure this is only a coincidence…

"Now your dream can come true, and you can go to U.A. to become a superhero!" screams the brown-haired man after freeing me from near death and turning me towards him.

Well, maybe it isn't a coincidence… and it seems that these people are not giants but simply normal people, while I became small…

Damn, Japan! Why don't they warn people of the possibility of getting isekaied while visiting the country?

And I can't even use my knowledge about this word as an advantage, since I dropped it after the first episode because the green-haired main character was too whiny. 

Why do I even get isekaied here? My favorite show is Naruto…

"Keiji, is everything all right? Aren't you happy about it?" asked the red-haired woman who is probably my mother.

Well, what to say? I'm happy to be alive but unhappy about the world…

My mother and probably my father looked at me confused, so I said in a childish voice, "Yes! It's great, but I still have to come to terms with it."

"That is understandable! Come on, let's go home and celebrate with a big bowl of ice cream!" says my father, who doesn't wait for an answer and pushes us out of the hospital room, making the friendly-looking doctors smile while waving at us.

~~~ 5 years later ~~~

Waking up earlier than usual in my now familiar-looking bed, I wanted to prepare myself for the big day. Yeah, today is the entrance exam for the U.A.… It was 7 am right now, so a perfect time to prepare stuff for the exam. But first, the basics.

Going to my personal bathroom, since that is the perk of coming from a wealthy family, I take a shower and brush my teeth while looking into my reflection that became my own after 5 years.

This body got the spiky brown hair and athletic body from his father, and luckily the blue eyes and good looks of his mother. Still a bit childish looking, but this will change on its own soon enough.

The last 5 years were kinda a bliss in this world. Loving parents, easy school since I had all the topics already in my past life, and my isekaied brain knew Japanese perfectly. But the best part was my Quirk.

Even though I didn't land in Naruto, it seems I brought Naruto here in some strange way. The name of my Quirk is "Energy Inscription," which allows me to create seals with my energy and a simple thought.

And since my Quirk is a combination of both of my parents' abilities, I not only inherited "Inscription Writing" from my mother but also gained my father's amazing Quirk, "Energy Manipulation."

My father could use the energy or life force, as he calls it, to the fullest and, among other things, strengthen his body in various ways. While my mother could create seals by using her blood as an energy source that had various effects, like, for example, binding people when they step on it.

Sadly, mostly me and my father were the victims of her seals since she used them to make us sit still while scolding us when we destroyed the house again after some harmless training…

The only strange part about my Quirk was that my mother's and my seals were not in Japanese, but were written in Nordic runes. But they had the same effect as Japanese ones…

That is, if you know how to combine them to get the desired effect.

Anyway, my parents were great and merciless teachers, and with the help of both, I could train my Quirk effectively and had only to be careful not to create a reality-changing rune combination… Since it would probably kill me because of the energy cost to create such a powerful effect.

My advantage over my mother in this regard was, next to not cutting myself to create seals, that I could control how much energy I poured into the runes and could stop anytime, so the danger was minimal.

Especially after spending nearly 4 years mastering my Quirk to the point where it felt natural to me, leaving me with one year to experiment around and fulfill my dream…

After finishing my business in the bathroom, I went into the dressing room and put on my school uniform. It consisted of blue pants, a white shirt, a red tie, and a blue jacket that I would probably not need for long anymore.

Then, I grabbed a scroll from the shelf that was about the size of my hand and a brown leather pouch that I could put on my pants before placing both into my bag.

Sadly, I had to leave my knives on the shelves since I would probably get arrested for carrying them around, but that doesn't mean I can't use them… Because I placed various seals on all of them to teleport them to me or me to them…

Written on the knife's white cord-wrapped handle were dark runes, spelling out 'ᛁᚾᛗᛟᛊᛖᛗᛖ,' which is the combination of the words "Instant," "Moving," "Sense," and "Me." The first two words describe what it does, while the last two allow me to sense and trigger it from afar.

So yes, I did it… It took me a whole year, but I finally managed to recreate the Flying Thunder God Technique, which I knew was possible after learning about my Quirk.

Also, creating one of these bad boys drains nearly 25% of my energy, which recovers naturally over time when I rest. Luckily, activating it costs only like 0.25%, so spam teleporting after creating one is not a problem.

Smiling at my copied masterpiece, I close the dressing room and walk downstairs.