the reality of being a hero

"Today, you're all going to do a combat exam... Let's just call it a battle trial, or whatever," our sleepy teacher muttered, using a microphone to make sure that we could hear him.

"Now...the teacher Who's going to watch and teach you during the lesson is al-"

"I AM OPENING THE DOOR... LIKE A NORMAL PERSON OF COURSE," All might shouted, opening the door like an autistic kid with Alzheimer's, and a dash of Parkinson's disease.

Gaining an irked glance from the worm in human form for his volume, in contrary, to the enthusiastic kids, drinking in the sight of the number 1 hero.

"Hell yeah!! all might looks even manlier in person," our resident redhead shouted, expressing his enthusiasm.

OMGITSALMIGHTHELOOKSEVENCOOLERINPERSONIWONDERIFHEWOULDSIGNMYNOTEBOOKMAYBEEVENMYSHOES?" midoriya, stopped mumbling once he realized that everyone was eyeing him.

Turning bright pink, he clasped his mouth shut using his hand, muttering a quiet sorry.

'I'm confused, he didn't do this in the anime? Well, I guess can't compare an anime to reality,'

Ignoring his successor, all might smoothly brought everyone's attention to the topic at hand.

"Now, I'm sure that you all understand that while saving people is the goal and the primary job of a hero, fighting villains are also the job of a hero," all might explained, but he wasn't done.

"However!" all might's happy-go-lucky tone, suddenly shifted, "don't think that the battles are just like the media shows them to be, where the heroes always win, while the villains lose," all might's voice turned a bit harsh at the mention of the media.

"Clashes with villains are often a lot more grey than the black and white that normal civilians are told to believe," Aizawa joined in, adding in his knowledge from being an underground hero.

"You're all probably wondering why, all might, and I am telling you this,"

The class simply nodded, confused by the sudden lecture.

"It's simply a precaution to make sure you all know what you're going into, I'll make it clear for you, over 70 percent of heroes barely make it to their thirties before being killed," Aizawa clarified, dropping a metaphorical bomb onto the students.

They, of course, knew that being a hero was dangerous, but not to this degree.

Midoriya clasped his eyes shut, trying to soak in the new information.

70 percent...

37/100%

All those people...

47/100%

Unneeded deaths...

52/100%

Opening his eyes, determination flowed through his body, the knowledge of the stats only accentuated his motivation to become a hero.

69/100%

'The fucks going on?' while I didn't expect the events of the anime to happen, I thought that there would at least be a somewhat resemblance.

This seems a lot more realistic, however.

"Now, enough of the boring lecture, when fighting villains you have to do it with style, LIKE A TRUE HERO, HAHAHA!!" all might cackled, his booming voice echoing inside the classroom.

"UA has listened to you're wants and needs, and have created you're hero costume, per you're instructions of course," all might said, giving a thumbs up and a beaming smile.

Barring his strength, one can easily tell by His aura and charisma, why he's considered worthy of being the number 1 hero.

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Walking into the empty battleground, I am once again surprised by the sheer amount of money it must have cost to have this all built.

"H-Hey" a nervous voice called out, turning around I am welcomed by a clearly nervous momo, wearing a familiar uhh outfit.

"Hey, I didn't really thank you for helping me with the asshole, so thanks," I thanked her, what?... I got manners and shit.

"It's fine, uh yeah, so... Nice costume?..." momo sputtered over her words, showing her inexperience in mingling with her peers.

"...That sounds more like a question rather than a statement,"

"W-Well, it's just yours is a little unique," momo frantically explained, probably scared of me misunderstanding her.

And she does a have point, compared to the flashy costumes of my classmate, mine is a lot more, well, subtle,(being completely black) furthermore, my costume is made for functionality and protecting me from a wide range of quirks.

Water? My costume is waterproof, Polyurethane Laminate is a useful fabric you know.

Fire? Come on this is way too easy, Kevlar is the answer to this, of course, there's a distinction between being resistant rather than Immune, so with a hot enough fire, I could possibly be hurt by it.

Poison? Plenty of antidotes.

And, so on.

Plus, I don't look like I just came out of a gay parade.

"Yeah, I guess it is," I admit trying to keep an eye to eye contact, instead of the distracting cannon balls.

Not knowing how to continue the conversation, momo opens her mouth before contemplating and staying quiet.

Ignoring the somewhat awkward silence, I continue to make sure all my equipment is all in order, and also to make sure nothing is amiss.

Soon, the chattering voices of my other classmates reached my ears, they all wore the same outfits as in the anime, with the exception of one person.

Midoriya.

His new outfit still had some inspiration from all might, and the smiling gas mask still stayed.

But that was the only similarity, the rest of his outfit was a copy of Tetsuo shimas outfit, with a different color scheme of course.

The iconic red cape still stayed, while the rest of the outfit was a mesh mash of green,(shirt) and black,(pants) his shoes were still red, so, that's at least something that didn't deviate from the original.

*Sigh* I really need to figure out what the hell's going on here, I tried asking the system but as usual, no response or any valuable info.

So I'm on my own, but that's fine, I'll just figure it out myself... hopefully.

Observing all my classmates, I notice that someone is missing.

Koda, the kind animal lover is not here.

I guess I took his place, how sad... Anyway, all might has just set up the teams, and... oh, well, I guess I shouldn't be that surprised.

[Team A: Yaoyozoru momo | Yeager marcin]

VS

[Team X: Midoriya izuku | Uraraka Ochako]