Chapter 3: The World of Heroes

I found myself in a crib made with imported Italian maple (yes, like from Invincible) and white sheets with blue stripes. There was a changing table on my left in the corner, and pictures throughout the room. The majority of them had 3 people, an older man, with black hair, a woman of about the same age, with kind eyes and orange hair with a tint of red. The third person was hard to make out, but they looked like a boy with black hair. I'm assuming these three were my family.

'I hope they're not crazy.'

I recalled all the information that was imparted to me during my rebirth. Apparently, the world I had entered was a technologically advanced society where the majority of the population was born with powers similar to devil fruits. They were called quirks, and your status in society relied on having a powerful quirk. According to the information, there were two different factions in the world, heroes, which took the role of the marines, and villains, which took the role of pirates.

There were 3 types of quirks in the world, emitter, transformation, and mutant. Quirks awakened at the age of 4 and not awakening one was practically a death sentence as quirkless people were ostracized from society. As promised, I was given a quirk, and I had knowledge of what it was, but I wouldn't be able to use it until I turned 4.

My quirk was called limit breaker. It was a mutant type quirk that removed the limit on my physical and mental growth, but I had to work in order to actually take advantage of it.

'Crap, this requires me to work out, doesn't it? That seems unnecessarily hard. Damn you Apep!'

Despite knowing that I would have to work hard after the age of 4, I could still enjoy the little things, like not having to work until my quirk awakened.

'What's that smell?'

It stank in my room, and I hated it. I tried to call out to ask what was wrong with the stench, but all that came out was a wail.

I heard a voice from the other side of the wall.

"Mom! Michael's crying! It really stinks in his room too! Can you come change him?!"

'That must be my brother. He sounds annoying'

"Go do it yourself brat! I'm busy with your father!"

'I'm assuming that's my mom. She sounds scary.'

"What! Why?"

'Don't question it man! Just do it! She'll kill you!'

"Because I said so! Do you want to die?! Just do it!"

'Crap, these people are crazy after all.'

"Fine! I'll do it!"

My brother walked into the room with a scowl on his face. He was of average height and build, with a scar on his left cheek. His black hair was longer than in the pictures, and he had tied it up into a ponytail. "Damn punk, learn how to use the toilet, that's so gross."

He brought me over to the changing table, holding me out as far as possible from his nose. "This is so nasty!"

He then proceeded to change me. A look of disgust ever present on his face.

'It can't be that bad'

Time continued to proceed like that until I finally learned to walk. It took 6 months for that to happen, and I never wore diapers again. My family was relieved and impressed at the same time. I was able to talk a couple months later once my vocal chords matured.

My dad and mom were both nice people, to me at least, but they always bossed around my older brother. He was called Sammy, he was pretty nice as well.

3 Years Later

I finally awakened my quirk. My mom had a mentally enhancing quirk and my dad had a physical enhancement quirk. My brother also had a mentally enhancing quirk.

When I awoke it, my vision was clearer than before, and my body felt lighter. I knew that these effects were because of my quirk, and immediately told my parents, who then told the doctor.

I learned about the world I was reborn in during the three years and the world I was in had large landmasses around the globe instead of islands. These landmasses were then divided into countries. The one I was in was called Japan.

After I awakened my quirk, I started to work out. Every day I would run, starting with 500 meters and moving up every day by 500 meter increments. Eventually it got to the point that the distance I had to run took too long. Therefore I settled for increasing my speed, and did 10 100 meter sprints every day. Increasing the number of sprints every day.