Chapter 3: Devouring The Zero Pointer

During these few months of training with my father, I went through the most torturous experience ever, in both lives!

Every morning I was forced awake before the sun even rose by my father for exercise. Afterwards he would teach me Eight Trigram Palms and make me go through strenuous exercises without rest. He said that since my quirk is more long range I need to know how to defend myself in case someone gets past my line. Once I've practiced till I'm gasping for air and in a puddle of my own sweet we spar, which always results in my ass getting kicked.

My mother always watches from the sidelines and cheers me on, and honestly, it helped encourage me after some brutal beatdowns.

My body is still thin but it has slowly become more toned, with the ghost of a six pack forming. My usage of Rashomon has also advanced. I've performed most of Akutagawa's moves from the anime except Demonic Armor.

It takes a considerable toll on my body. When I was trying it out a few months back I remember feeling an unbearable pain in my chest. It was like someone was carving it out.

<<<<<Few Months Earlier>>>>>

"Rashomon: Kurohatou!" Black tendrils sprouted from the back of my yukata, dancing around menacingly. It was currently night time and I was practicing in the gardens. Dinner ended not too long ago and I always practice before going to sleep.

I've gained a rough mastery over Rashomon, but I still need to learn how to properly chain my attacks. The Akutagawa from the anime blended his attacks very well and I'm aiming for that, if not better.

Taking a deep breath I performed one of the ultimate moves of Akutagawa.

"Rashomon: Tenma...!" my yukata tore and instantly started reforming around my body, wrapping me like a mummy, red lightning sparked in the air. I felt my muscles straining.

"Tengai!" A powerful shockwave rippled across the garden as my Rashomon dissolved and I spat out a great amount of blood. I collapsed and started convulsing. I heard rushed footsteps approaching me and my mothers scream.

Feeling my fathers strong hands picking me up, I lost consciousness as I stared up at the night sky.

<<<<<Back To The Present>>>>>

So yeah, that wasn't fun. I'm refraining from trying that move again until my body is ready for it. I'm still too weak and if I try again I might worsen my condition, and I'm not gonna miss out on going to UA.

I grit my teeth thinking about how weak I currently am. I react involuntarily towards things like this. The previous owner, or me, had an obsession with wanting to be strong and despised being weak. I wouldn't say it's a bad thing but it gets a little hard to control my emotions when I'm in that sensitive state.

There's only a week left till the UA Entrance Exams and my father has allowed me to rest. He wants me in perfect condition and not near death exhausted. I can't wait to meet Class 1A and the other heroes.

I wonder how everything is gonna play out now that I've been brought into this world. I'll try not to change the world too drastically, I don't want what little knowledge I have of the story to be useless but I'll change some things of course.

<<<<<One Week Later>>>>>

"Good luck Ryu. Remember, don't push yourself too hard during the exam okay?" my mother said with worry evident on her face.

"Yes, don't worry mom. I'll be careful. I'll get going now", Smiling at her reassuringly as my father puts his hand on her shoulder, I turn and walk through the gates and look up, seeing a commotion.

"Fuck off Deku! Do you wanna die? Get out my way!!!" I see a foulmouthed boy with an explosive blonde hairstyle. Katsuki Bakugou, Great Explosion Hairstyle thingymajigg whatever. Terrible naming sense.

I shift my gaze to the stuttering green haired boy. Izuku Midoriya, inheritor of One For All and the main protagonist of this world. I wasn't the only one who worked hard in these few months. He was cleaning up trash on a beach and working out. From what I saw in the anime and manga his body should be even more toned than mine. Little shit, I'm totally not jealous.

He trips as he's lost in thought and gets saved by a chubby round faced girl. Watching their interaction my face scrunches up at Midoriya's blushing face. You just met this girl, what are you overreacting for?

Walking past him as he stands in a daze, I enter the UA building. Looking around I take my seat and block my ears with my fingers for what's about to come.

"WELCOME TO MY LIVE SHOW, EVERYBODY SAY HEY!!!!" and silence follows that overly energetic introduction. Closing my eyes I try to tune out Midoriya's mumbling from a few seats away. I don't really need to listen to Present Mic's explanation but I'm waiting for Iida to stand up and complain about UA's mistake on the handouts. Honestly, how far up is that stick in your ass.

"Excuse me, may I ask a question?". And speak of the devil. "On the handout it clearly states that there are four types of villains and not three. I find such an error extremely embarrassing for a national academy of UA's stature. We are here for the best guidance to becoming a hero!".

"Moreover you, yes you, with the curly green hair! Your constant mumbling is disturbing everyone. If you've come here to fool around then I suggest you leave!". Midoriya awkwardly apologizes and Present Mic starts talking about the zero pointers. Eventually we're sorted into groups. It seems I wasn't in any of the main characters groups, so I guess I can let loose.

Standing at the gates to the replica district, I looked at the other participants. I don't remember any of their faces, all extras. I kinda sound like Bakugou haha. They don't look that strong either, so that's a chance to get some rescue points when they're about to get hammered.

Present Mic's voice reverberates across the surroundings signaling the start of the exam. Activating Rashomon, I stepped over the rushing crowd and rushed into the city, my overcoat billowing.

I rampaged across the streets, taking out numerous robots. A group of two pointer bots sneak up from behind me while I'm occupied at the front. As they strike they collide with my shield, sparks flashing as they are rebounded. I turn around to confront them.

"Rashomon: Renmon Agito!" Multiple jaws rush out from my coat and tear apart the two pointers. Moving along the battlefield I take out a few more bots while rescuing some students in a tight spot. Suddenly the floor starts to shake as crashes ring out from a certain part of the city.

Making my way in the direction, I see the hulking zero pointer, looming over the examinees. Everyone else is running away in a panic, trampling one another in an effort to escape. Good good, just more points for me.

A small smile appears on my stoic face. Tapping my foot on the asphalt, I call out, "Rashomon: Sawarabi!". Dark spikes penetrate the zero pointer from below, trapping it in place. Leaping up against a building, I jump into the zero pointers face and pull my fist back.

"Rashomon: Murakumo!" My arm is wrapped in darkness as jaws form around it and I strike out at its head. The sound of metal bending and tearing is heard as Rashomon eats away the Zero Pointer, resulting in tiny sparks and explosions. Landing on a nearby building rooftop, I feel a warm liquid rising in my throat. Coughing into my hand, I wipe the blood from my mouth with a handkerchief.

[Teachers POV]

Observing the monitors, the teachers discussed the examinees progress. The Zero pointers were just released and most of the examinees were running away in a panic. From a certain monitor, a green haired boy in a light green tracksuit demolished a Zero pointer in a single punch, astounding the teachers and gaining some cheers.

As they were discussing Midoriya and watching him fall, someone called to notice another monitor. Turning their heads, they watched as a teen with above shoulder length black hair with frosted tips in a black overcoat approached the Zero pointer calmly among the other examinees running away.

He suddenly leaped up against a nearby building, leaving behind a black crimson trail. In a matter of seconds he was right in front of the Zero pointer. Pulling back his fist, a massive beast manifested over his arm, its jaws agape.

He thrust his fist forward and the teachers watched as it ate away at the zero pointer, leaving barely any scraps behind. The boy landed on a nearby building and coughed into a handkerchief. They could see a few red marks dotting it.

"Who is this kid?" Asked R-rated Hero Midnight. Everyone there had the same question, temporarily forgetting about Midoriya. Erasure hero: Eraserhead/Aizawa watched as he leaned against the wall, his eyes fixated on the boy.

Nezu remained silent as he gazed at the screen. Everyone was talking about the potential of his quirk and some worried about him turning to villainy. They could feel the malicious aura through the monitor.

All Might was in deep thought looking at the screen. "Young Midoriya, you will have a lot of challenges on your way to the top..." He thought, his crossed arms slightly tensing.

Everyone gazed at the examination result scoreboard

1. Ryunosuke Akutagawa. Villain: 70 Rescue: 17

2. Katsuki Bakugo. Villain: 77 Rescue: 0

3. Eijiro Kirishima. Villain: 39 Rescue: 35

The teachers got into a heated discussion about the scoreboard and Akutagawa's name was mentioned frequently. As if he could hear them, the boy on the screen smirked.