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BNHA: I am the New All for One!

I died, and so did All for One. But the big bad had a back up plan for a new heir. To maintain the power over society. It became my way back to life. The world might be different from what I remember. But I don't care. I am Shigaraki Shotoku. The new, All for One! Warnings: -Spoilers -Very AU -Harem -Very strong to OP MC -Villain MC -DarkWolfShiro kind of MC -Will add crossover characters that can fit

EgyptianDio · Anime e quadrinhos
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13 Chs

Chapter 8

I had just mentally corrupted a girl who used to hate my guts into seeing me as a savior she should devote her whole being to. And now I was drinking at a bar.

No one can claim that my life is dull.

As another proof I was not drinking in a normal bar. No I was drinking…

"SLUG HER!"

…at a bar with femme fatale cage fights!

Was it sexist that I found two scantily clad women punching the shit out of each other to be the greatest thing since sliced bread while I would find the same situation with men to be disgusting? Yes. Did I care? No.

All I cared right now was the brandy in my hand, watching scantily clad woman fight and planning my future.

I probably would be planting more programs in Saiko's mind. Right now she saw me as her savior but that wasn't all I wanted. What I wanted was her to be so loyal to me that she would murder her parents for a simple head pat from me. Question was whether those programs would ruin her, I did not want to lose what made Intelli Saiko, Intelli Saiko for a simple psychopath. I could go find Toga Himiko for that.

...note for myself, find Toga Himiko soon. Letting that kind of crazy wander around was not a good idea. Not while the option to tame her was on the table. Would have to find her first though.

"LEFT HOOK!" As I was monologuing in my head, the match in the cage had ended with the brunette beauty in dark bikini standing and the blonde no longer beauty with red bikini covered in bruises on the ground.

"Well well well, our match has been concluded. Our winner is, Dark Star!" The referee yelled out as he held the winner's arm up in air. Had to hand it to her, even while bleeding and having a nasty bruise on her forehead, this Dark Star still looked good. If only she could choose a proper name rather than letting an eight grader to choose for her.

"But this night's show is not over yet, ladies and gentleman. Oh no! For our winner wishes to challenge our champion." The referee yelled out once more with a manic look in his eyes, well eye, he only had one. "She is strong! She is fast! She is beautiful and single! But most importantly, she will kick you ass! Now please welcome! LADY! FLOWER!" The referee introduced the champion and I almost dropped my glass to the ground.

As the referee said, she was beautiful and she looked strong. Her hair was dark as midnight sky and done up in a bun. She was wearing a black sleeveless leotard that did nothing to hide her rather impressive assets and neither did her tight pants. She was muscular but it did nothing to hide or diminish her charm and beauty. Even the emotionless look on her face added a certain kind of charm to her. But none of these were the reason for my shock.

No, it was because I was looking at a carbon copy of Shimura Nana standing in the cage.

It took a moment for my brain to reboot itself and when it did, the fight started and then it ended.

No jokes. Dark Star tied to punch Nana look alike and ended up meeting the dirt as Nana look alike sent her to the floor with one palm strike to her face. Pretty much everyone in the room had to hold a wince as the force of her fall caused spider cracks to form on the floor of arena.

I analyzed the situation before me as the defeated Star was carried out on a stretcher by a pair of medics, or what counted as a medic in an underground cage fight bar.

The girl who looked like Nana definitely had some sort of strength enhancing quirk or some other quirk that could be causing her to have enhanced physical power due to a side effect.

Her identity though, while not completely clear, I had an idea. An outlandish idea that seemed feasible due to her stage name, 'Lady Flower'. Flower, Hana.

Shimura Hana.

Shigaraki Tomura's, formerly known as Shimura Tenko, little sister who had died when the young abused boy's quirk had activated and ended up killing her and everyone in their family, starting with their dog that he was hugging for comfort.

The fact that my father, All for One, had not met Tenko in this world, or at least didn't save him from the streets, was something that had been bothering me for a while, not because of some moral conundrum but because I did not like the thought of a boy with power to turn an entire city to dust being unsupervised. That was a scary thought.

But if my theory was right and the girl who just fought in the cage was really Shimura Hana, then that changed things. Maybe Tenko had a different quirk in this world or maybe he just wasn't born at all. Both seemed highly possible in the case my theory was correct.

"And once more! The victory goes to our reigning champion! LADY! FLOWER!" The referee yelled out as he gestured to potential Shimura Hana, who was already walking out of the stage with seemingly no care for the applause given to her.

I left my half finished drink in the corner as I got up, I had just got my sights on something far more interesting than a drink. Both Saiko and Garaki could wait.

I just may have, potentially, found the perfect foil to Allmight and a great possible henchwoman for myself.

So I went to the backstage, avoiding any and all half assed security this place had and found my prize arguing with the referee from before. Unfortunately, gone was her leotard and they were replaced with a grey shirt under a black jacket and a dark blue skirt over black leggings.

"This is half of what I was promised Hokuto. Where is the rest of my damned money?"

"You ended the fight too early, we weren't able to get enough bets. As I always say, 'you do a half assed job, you'll get only half an ass'." The referee shrugged and I had to marvel at the man, he was barely a stick with only one eye in the middle on his forehead and he was being sassy to a girl who was almost a head taller than him and could easily snap him like a twig.

He was either bravest or the dumbest man I ever knew.

"Fuck you, 'Aho'." She snorted as she took the money with a scowl and left while the referee yelled from behind her.

"It's Tanaka Hokuto!" Yep, definitely the dumbest man I ever knew.

But he was unimportant as I now had a first impression to make to a beautiful lady, so I got out of shadows and greeted her, smoothly.

"Hello there." Nailed it.