1 getting their previous weapons back

In the seventh month of Izuku Midoriya's rigorous training at Dagobah Beach, the sands of time were counting down to the U.A. Entrance Exam. With each day, Izuku's determination grew, his muscles ached less, and his spirit soared higher.

One fateful afternoon, amidst the clutter of debris, something peculiar caught his eye—a robust metal case, partially buried in the sand.

"What's this?" Izuku mumbled to himself, curiosity piqued. "All Might!"

The symbol of peace jogged over, his iconic smile never wavering. "Yes, young Midoriya? What have you found?"

"It looks like… a metal chest of some sort," Izuku replied, gesturing towards the object.

All Might inspected the case with a discerning gaze. "Interesting. Let's take a look inside, shall we?" With a controlled exertion of his might, All Might snapped the lock and lifted the lid.

The contents were an enigma, an array of objects each more bizarre than the last:

A metallic shield adorned with concentric circles of red, white, and blue, culminating in a star at its center.

Fragments of a lustrous metal scattered around a rod with a leather grip.

A radiant, heart-shaped herb encased in glass, cradled by a necklace with silver fangs.

A hexagonal device with a pulsating core.

A syringe filled with a golden substance.

Vials containing liquids of blue, purple, and a swirling mix of red and green.

A suit of red and black, interwoven with kevlar, accompanied by a helmet of silver and vials of pink.

A futuristic injection apparatus.

And lastly, a peculiar recording device.

With bated breath, Izuku pressed the 'Play' button, and a holographic figure flickered to life. The man was unmistakably Japanese, with a youthful face that belied his age.

"Greetings," the projection began, voice tinged with solemnity. "I am Shinji Ikari. If you're seeing this, then I am no more, and what lies before you are the echoes of a bygone era of heroes."

"In the year 2019, a cadre of warriors known as The Avengers stood against Thanos, the mad titan. Our victory was pyrrhic, the aftermath grim. To avert future calamities, Tony Stark devised this contingency. Within this chest lie the tools of our triumphs."

"The shield of Captain America, wrought from Vibranium, light yet unyielding, a bastion against all forces."

"The serum of azure, the last of its kind, a concoction to elevate one's very being. It seeks the good within and magnifies it tenfold."

"The elixir of purple, a serum refined, bestowing recovery beyond mortal limits."

"The blood of the Hulk, essence of might, a legacy of one of Earth's mightiest."

"The venom of amber, a gift of arachnid grace, bestowing powers untold."

"The herb of the Panther, a bloom of power, granting the bearer prowess akin to the feline sovereign."

"The necklace of nanotech, a panther's armor, resilient and fierce, with claws to match."

"The shards of Mjolnir, remnants of a celestial forge, awaiting one worthy of its might."

"And the suit of the Ant-Man, a marvel of science, granting the power to traverse the vast and the minute."…The hologram of Shinji Ikari faded away, leaving Izuku and All Might in silent awe. The weight of the legacy before them was palpable, each item a testament to a hero's valor.

All Might's gaze lingered on the vial of blue liquid—the Super Soldier Serum and shield. "Young Midoriya," he began, his voice carrying a gravity Izuku had seldom heard, "this serum… it could change everything."

Izuku looked up, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. "Change everything?"

"Yes," All Might nodded solemnly. "It has the power to elevate one to the peak of human potential. But it's not just about physical strength; it amplifies what's inside, one's heart, one's courage. And I can think of no one with a purer heart than you, Izuku."

Izuku's breath hitched. "Me? But, All Might—"

"All Might" interrupted, placing a firm hand on Izuku's shoulder. "You have shown time and again that you are driven by a desire to help others, to do what's right. That is what makes a true hero. Not quirks, not powers, but the spirit. And I believe… no, I know that you will carry this legacy with honor."

The decision was monumental, the implications vast. Yet, in that moment, Izuku knew what he had to do. With trembling hands, he reached for the vial, the serum shimmering like a bottled star.

"Thank you, All Might," Izuku whispered, a determined glint in his eyes. "I won't let you down. I won't let anyone down."

As the serum coursed through him, Izuku felt a surge of vitality, his senses sharpening, his muscles fortifying. He was still Izuku Midoriya, yet more. He was a bridge between worlds, a beacon of hope, a new kind of hero for a new age.---

**Chapter 1: The Legacy Unearthed (Continued)**

...As Izuku and All Might stood, rejuvenated and awestruck by the power coursing through their veins, a sudden stir in the chest caught their attention. The pieces of metal that lay scattered began to tremble and converge, drawn together by an unseen force.

The fragments spiraled upwards, coalescing into the shape of a legendary hammer, Mjolnir, its surface gleaming with celestial runes. The hammer vibrated with an ancient power, as if seeking its rightful bearer.

All Might, with a knowing smile, spoke softly, "It seems another hero is about to rise."

The hammer burst forth from the beach, soaring across the sky like a comet. It traveled with purpose, guided by destiny, over cities and mountains, until it reached its chosen one.

In the heart of Tokyo, ---

**Chapter 1: The Legacy Unearthed (Continued)**

...As Mjolnir found its way into Shoto Todoroki's unsuspecting hands, the skies above Tokyo seemed to resonate with a silent thunder. The hammer, a relic of a hero from another world, recognized the potential within him, the dormant spark of a god.

Todoroki, still unaware of the divine legacy now resting in his grip, felt an inexplicable surge of power. It was a sensation foreign yet oddly familiar, like a distant memory stirring in the depths of his soul.

The students and faculty at U.A. High watched in awe as Todoroki held the hammer aloft, his usual stoic demeanor giving way to a look of wonder. The air around him crackled with energy, yet he remained grounded, his dual nature of ice and fire seemingly in balance with the newfound power.

For now, the truth of his reincarnation lay veiled, a secret locked within the cosmic metal of Mjolnir. But as time would tell, the path to discovery would be as tumultuous and revealing as the storms commanded by Thor himself. Back at The beach another item started to move the iron suit and flew off---

**Chapter 1: The Legacy Unearthed (Continued)**

...Katsuki Bakugo, amidst the seclusion of his training ground, pushed himself to the limits. Explosions erupted from his palms, a controlled display of his burgeoning power. His quirk, a volatile blend of fury and force, had earned him notoriety and respect.

As he launched another blast, a glint of red and gold caught his eye. The Iron Man suit, a symphony of nanotechnology, descended before him. It was a silent, awe-inspiring moment as the suit opened, inviting him in.

Bakugo approached, his usual scowl giving way to curiosity. "What the hell is this?"

A voice emanated from the suit, calm and collected. "I am Friday, an AI intelligence. I was once Ironman's assistant, and this was his suit. It is now yours, Katsuki Bakugo."

Bakugo's eyes narrowed, a mix of skepticism and intrigue battling within. "Mine? Why?"

"The world needs heroes, Mr. Bakugo. You have been chosen to carry on the legacy of Tony Stark, to become the new Iron Man."

With a deep breath, Bakugo stepped into the suit. The nanobots swarmed around him, encasing him in a second skin of technology and power. As the helmet closed, his world changed forever. every suit or serum started to their owners reincarnated selves

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