MHA: System of the Universe

In general, it is amusing that the personality and a portion of the soul of a mage who has lived for more than a hundred years traveling from world to world in search of a new knowledge and powers, which most often results in this mage destroying the strongest creature in that kind worlds.

As I swim down the River of Souls, I recall the worlds where the original me and all the forces taken from there lived.

And I must not forget the women I adore, because life would be uninteresting if I did not have a relationship.

I've already met several representatives of beings who have abandoned their partners and simply decided to become a being of a higher order.

Like that Arch demon from the first world where I started my journey and power set, he just made contracts and watched people like ants... but with his power, that's how it was.

However, discarding emotions and attachments will not help because life will no longer be interesting.

My soul's system has already "discovered" the next suitable world in which I will continue to evolve and, if I survive, become the strongest... most likely. Once again, it appears that you are being drawn somewhere, and that my soul is being drawn to a suitable body. Of course, talking about an unborn child's body isn't quite right because I'm essentially interfering with the cycle of reincarnation by drinking the soul of an innocent child who hasn't had time to do anything to anyone yet, and here comes such a beautiful me and sends her into the River of Souls.

I had to wait for the embryo to develop and, if possible, control the process because I did not want to be born with problematic genes and a variety of unpleasant diseases. It is better to suppress this possibility with magic at the root before birth, but it is good that such a possibility exists.

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Who was it who said I could use magic? I was in the middle of a month when I realized that the magic created by my soul had been cheerfully absorbed by the world in which I found myself. And it is clearly absorbed passively, and no one is attempting to steal the magic from the unborn child, but it does not make me feel any better. It's even worse for me because it means that serious magic spells are out of the question because I won't be able to activate them with magic because all magic will be dispelled. Other magic, however, would not work, at least not in the way I was accustomed to. It's good that the System-Artifact appears to be functioning properly in my soul; after all, it was created with divine assistance, and I improve it myself after each new world, to the best of my ability, of course.

I've only been in the world for a year, and I'm already having problems. I wasn't expecting anything else from my luck, even though it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Magic was absorbed, but my soul continued to produce it despite this, so I tried to spend the crumbs of the produced magic on my own behalf, on the rudiments of the domain, which is the subspace between the world where you can store things, and if you become stronger, you can cram the world and even the universe there, as the original did. As we know, not only does the soul influence the body, but the opposite is also true. For example, if a demon possesses a person, physical changes in that person will become apparent, which can only be concealed by illusion or powerful metamorphism. And now something strange happened to me: when magic influenced the subspace between these worlds, a strange reaction occurred that affected my unborn body as well. I literally felt with my essence how my body's genes began to adapt to the new conditions and... and spiritually and energetically linked my soul with my body and a separate, as small as a thimble, zero space or simply subspace. This new experience surprised me, but not too much, because I had witnessed other things. But the body's reaction was intriguing, and it was even more intriguing that the world played a role in it. Previously, I would have needed many times more effort to create my own domain, but the World had spent 99.9 percent of its energy to do so for me.

I didn't touch anything else because I'm not sure how the world will react if I, for example, try to improve my genes; maybe it will pump me with so much energy that uncontrolled mutation will begin and turn me into some four-armed, one-eyed, two-legged monster, and I'm used to the usual humanoid body. In one of my incarnations, I was a ghost, and even when I was literally a blob of energy, I was still in humanoid form, which is saying a lot.

I decided not to touch anything, but that didn't stop me from paying closer attention to the background of the world, as well as the growth of my body and the genetic changes that were taking place in it. Oh, and my new mommy frequently expresses her affection for my daddy... or who else, I don't know the identity of the new mommy yet. I also discovered a new genetic mutation, or rather, it's not new, it's just based on what would happen if I didn't intervene, and this mutation, according to my predictions, will give me the ability to generate and accumulate electricity. And while I was watching this, I decided to see what would happen if I added the accumulated prana, and what happened was that the mutation continued to... um, mutate and change, and took a slightly altered form, and in the process I suffered small electrical discharges, which were excruciatingly painful for a child. It's basically better to sleep until I'm born before doing anything.

***

I awoke just as I was about to be born again, and as I tried to listen to the voices, I discovered that the system is still functioning properly and translating recorded known languages for me. I had to yell for decency when someone took me in their arms.

"Your healthy baby boy, Kaminari-san." The doctor with glasses said as he held me in his arms and showed me to my mother. "Congratulations on your strong child, and I can assure you that he already has a quirk... "It's strange that I can't figure out what it is, but it must be due to his age," he said, and I could feel some psi force attempting to analyze me. Fortunately, I have some of this energy as well, and I was able to keep him from thoroughly analyzing my childish and immaculate body. Despite the fact that this action demonstrates that people in this town have supernatural abilities known as "Quirk's."

"Oh, I'm glad... he's so adorable with that little fuzz on his head." smiled sweetly at my new mommy...and she's adorable.

[T/N: a photograph of his mother....]

"How about your...um, husband?"

He lowered his gaze to the ground.

"He should be woken up. He asked to be there for me at this critical time and to support me, but he passed out within the first few minutes of labor... I told him to stay outside the door, but he chose to stay and be concerned about him. Give me my child." She extended her arms to me and handed me over.

"Ah, honey?" someone inquired, the voice clearly coming from somewhere below, most likely from the floor.

"Get up and go see our baby."

In a commanding tone, she almost declared. I see who's in charge...

"I'm on my way, I'm on my way."

My father's face appeared above me as he grunted. I'm a good-looking blonde, my mother is attractive, and my genes are strong, so I should grow up to be a handsome man. I can tell if my mother is Japanese based on her language, but my father appears to be European.

[T/N: Photo of his Father ....]

"Don't stand over him in case you scare him," she warned, touching his hand and giving him a small electric shock. - Doctor, is it normal for him to be silent and just stare at us? - When she saw the doctor, she became concerned.

"That happens from time to time," he said, nodding. "But don't worry; while I may not have understood his quirk, I can assure you that he is a healthy baby."

"I hope this is the best hospital in Japan after all," she grumbled. "My little Denki," he said as he kissed my brow.

"Did you finally decide to call him Denki? Why don't we give him a different name? For example, John or Chris."

"What else can you say? What if I call my son by those common names?" She cocked her brow. "No way, I'm not going to let it happen. And I'm sure your father wouldn't want his grandson to be called John. Will he, my lad? Do you like the name?" She said this with a smile and a loving look as she looked at me.

"Prook." I began twitching my arms as fast as I could.

"Do you dislike it?"

She affectionately stroked my hair. "Hmm, let's look for another one."

"Perhaps Arthur?" my father suggested, and I wiggled my limbs again, trying to sound like a "no." I used to have that name.

"Kenichi? That was the name of my great-grandfather, and he was known as Ken for short." I nodded with a slight frown as the woman looked at me.

"Is it normal, Haruko, to listen to a newborn child more than your husband when it comes to naming a child? Is it normal for him to understand us in general?"

"I was asking our son, not you, how he should have the name. And, of course, he understands us because he is my son. Yeah, baby, you understand us, but do you understand your mother?"

"Yeah," I said, taking a quick glance at the happy woman.

"Doctor?"

My father's gaze shifted from me to the doctor.

"Ahem, a lot happens in our world, and a child who understands us from birth is worthless. I once met a child who spoke from birth, but only because his quirk was tuned to repeat the sounds he heard. So he heard voices at birth and reproduced them... just in time to get his mother out of the hospital. I don't think your son understands you, though you'd like to believe he does, as any parent would."

"Do you mean my son is a moron?"

Her eyes had a twinkle in them.

"What do you mean? -Of course not, no." I could hear the doctor becoming nervous. My parents are clearly not ordinary citizens if they can afford the most expensive hospital and their words drive doctors insane.

"That's great."

When my current mother calmed down, she decided to spend a few days with me in the hospital before taking me to the mansion. Haruko Kaminari was a business lady who was used to managing hundreds of people, and as I later discovered, she and her father are shareholders in the Kaminari Company, and the father is also the son of the company's head, who is partly Japanese, as their last name suggests. He couldn't come to see his grandson because of work, as I gathered from the father and mother's conversation.

I didn't have much to do as a newborn baby except listen to the people around me. I also attempted to figure out how my ability to generate electricity worked, as it should now be somewhat controllable. But I must have overdone it, because after a few small sparks appeared on my hands, I got something in my head that was painful enough to make me swear, but all I got out was a child's cry.

"Ken, honey, what's the matter?" My mother rushed into the room, her eyes wide with concern. Because she was wearing glasses and holding some documents, I must have distracted her from her work.

"Pfu, anu, mmm-hmm."

I tried to explain as best I could, pointing to my head... and my finger glittered, and my head hurt again.

"Was that a coincidence?"

She became concerned when she noticed that I was clearly in pain following the sparks. "Alfred, get the best doctor you can as soon as possible." She gave the order to the butler, who only bowed respectfully and proceeded to perform this unquestionably important task. Until the time of the doctor's arrival, Haruko spent time with me and stroked my head until the doctor arrived. Soon after, the doctor arrived and touched me, wielding some kind of power. I felt the energy of life flow through my body, giving me vigor, and I knew that any wounds I had would undoubtedly heal.

I was checked again and told that I was fine and that even though I was crying due to my Quirk activation, there was nothing they could do about it. According to what I've seen, a "Quirk" is a type of power that people possess and can use at any time. The mother has the "Shocker" quirk, as she has stated several times, and the father has the "Electro-Brain" quirk. Mother has the ability to electrocute her arm and create a type of stun gun. She can change the strength of the shock, and my father can use electrical impulses to speed up his brain, and I got a mix of the enhanced abilities, plus I improved it a few more times in utero... and could have died in the process.

As I grew stronger, my grandfather paid me a visit, and the system that had already adapted to this world kicked in.

[HP: 48/48 (8/hr).]

[Psi: 170/170 (90/hr)]

[MP/Domain: 250/250 (15/hour)]

[EP: 85/85 (20/min)]

[SP: 100]

[Prana: 9645 (11/hour)]

[Specifications:

[Strength: 15]

[Dexterity: 16]

[Endurance: 10]

[Intelligence: 30]

[Quirk: 20.]

Because the background of the world absorbs all magic and channels it into the domain, the system has adjusted and I now have no net production of magic, but because it is in the domain, I can use it; it's just more difficult. The domain is the size of a cup, but it will grow larger with age. Furthermore, the higher the value of "Intelligence," the more magic will be produced, and the larger the domain will be. There is also the "Quirk" characteristic, which is in charge of the intensity of my quirk, and EP is in charge of the maximum charge flowing through my body and its production. If a couple of sparks was my limit in the first few days after birth, now I can hold up to five sparks on each finger of one hand, and if I want, I can increase the current strength and make a small scorch in the fabric... the main thing is not to catch fire like that.

If I use it, the psi energy is also quickly absorbed by the world's background, so the efficiency is not very good in general. But I still have ideas for how to make the most of it and how it can help me. People here don't understand how quirks work, particularly those who use quirks that can reveal information about other quirks or people's bodies. The psi power allows me to create some kind of interference in their vision, and because of my inability to manipulate psi energy, they are unable to view information about me.

I became a real problem for the babysitters as soon as I could walk, always running after me and trying to keep me in the room... hehe, they decided to keep the wrong kid. Because my father is frequently away in New York, where the main company building is located, Haruko and I spend a lot of time alone, at least when I don't need babysitters. She worked on the documents, and I sat next to her, reading them as well... though my mother probably assumed I was just staring at them mutely. Of course, she didn't want to leave me by her side during working hours because I'm a child and can ruin documents, but she realized I wasn't touching them, just sitting on the table and staring at them.

"So that's what my grandson is like," remarked a man in his fifties who entered the room with my father. Although you can't tell from his appearance, he is well-built and appears to take care of himself.

[T/N: Photo of his grandpa.....]

I was just sitting on the table next to my mother with various company documents, so I got a good look at my grandfather. There's some interesting information here about the various oddballs who work for the company, as well as the heroes. As it turns out, in this world, there is a profession, the Hero, and their polar opposite, the Villain. What can you say? It's an interesting world.

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