Blast (Part 1)
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New power
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Walking in the corridors of UA, Viktor couldn't help but compare it to the schools he has seen in his previous life. The clean walls, the neatly arranged flower pots in the right places, giving the area a homey vibe, and that sandalwood smell he wondered where it was coming from, considering the concrete floor and walls.
'Is this a school?' He thought. The place felt like a museum rather than a school.
If he remembered correctly, the schools in his old world were, in a word, lacking. If this place could be called classy, then the schools in his past life were garbage.
Although he hasn't been to a school before, some of his missions sometimes use a place called school as a battleground. But at that point, the school usually ended up being ruined or some terrorist camping inside the classrooms.
"...Where the hell am I?" He asked himself. While he was deep in thought, he noticed that he wandered in a garden. Sniffing the air, he placed his fist on his palm. "Ah! So that's where the sandalwood smell was coming from."
It turns out that he wasn't walking in the direction of the classroom in the first place. With no other choice, he decided to stay still until someone calls for him. 'According to my memories, the class starts in five minutes. I still have time to take a nap and eat my breakfast.'
Finding a comfortable spot near the grass, he laid down and crossed his arms behind his head. Gazing up, he stared at the beautiful clear blue sky, the white clouds protecting him from the sun's heat, and the refreshing breeze blowing his hair.
Viktor's lips formed a straight line.
"What kind of world is this...?" He muttered sarcastically.
Despite the peacefulness of the place, he knew that it was all a lie. Although it was called a school on the outside, Viktor knew that this place was a training ground for future child soldiers.
This world revolves around violence.
Villains harming civilians.
Heroes beating Villains.
Civilians mocking Heroes.
It was a cycle of Violence.
Something Viktor was familiar with.
Killing civilians.
Massacring soldiers.
Destroying cities.
Violence makes the world go round. A particular sentence of his master came to mind.
"You can't achieve anything without power. In a world where everyone has free will, there are bound to be someone against your own."
Power.
"If that happens, then what should I do?"
Is also a form of violence.
"Then beat the shit out of them."
The voice grew colder.
"It's that simple. When two wills of opposite intentions collide, the only outcome would be, a contest of power."
Her smile was etched into Viktor's memory.
"The one with the strongest power is right. Always remember my useless disciple, if you want something done, and someone is stopping you, then beat the shit out of them. It doesn't matter if they die, as long as you proved your point, then you can keep moving forward."
It was a vicious smile, reminiscent of a wild beast.
"Do you understand? Power can be derived into many things, strength, money, connections, and many other things. In the end, the only solution is, who has the strongest will?"
"If you have the connections to procure an entire army, can you survive my bullet with that?"
"If you have the money to buy weapons, people, a bunker 12-feet beneath the ground, let me ask you..."
"Can you survive my blade with that?"
Her piercing stare made his throat clogged. As if a thin blade inserted itself in his neck, he could only hold his breath as the feeling of death loomed over him.
In a world where heroes are painted in white light, and villains in a black shade, the former child soldier Viktor and the aspiring hero Bakugo, their choices diverged.
A part of him wants to be the number 1 hero. Someone that bask in the limelight, someone who wants the adoration of millions of people, in exchange for his power.
A part of him wants to rule the world. Someone that was tainted in the darkness, someone that knows the true meaning of POWER, someone that experienced the true colors of humanity.
'I'll be your Symbol of Peace.'
The words he said on a whim resounded in his head.
Viktor scoffed. "Why the fuck would you say that. You know they hated you, yet you still said it." A sardonic smiled appeared on his face. "You fucking idiot. So what if they think you're a villain... You have the power to kill them all!" Saying so, he got up. With his fist closed, Viktor channeled power into his arms. Red veins glowed beneath his blazer, a split second later, blood leaked out of his bandages, an orange glow erupted from his palms.
With a shout, the entire garden was covered in black smoke. After the smoke cleared, Viktor stood with an absent-minded expression. Staring at his shaking hands, he closed them tightly. Dark red liquid spilled from his fingertips, staining the vibrant grass.
In a world painted in black and white, Viktor, an uninvited guest, stood at a crossroad.
The white part of him wants him to stand along with the light. Just like in his past life, to work for money, to work for people, he doesn't need a reason, as long as others give him one.
The dark part of him wants to swallow everything in his path. Take a different route in his past life. A new life, a new Viktor. He could be anything he wants, a hero, a villain, a tyrant. With his POWER, he could enforce his will upon everyone.
Just like what his master said,
"The one with the strongest power is right."
He could bring chaos and destruction, after all, that's what he does best.
Another part of him, something that's been with him from the start, a part where he wasn't influenced by the world, a part where everything is dull grey in color.
Rationality spoke.
"You can't achieve anything without power. In a world where everyone has free will, there are bound to be someone against your own."
An emotionless voice.
"You are not the only one with a strong will. This is not your world. This is not your power. You are just a ghost that refuses to die."
It was a part of him that wants to end it all.
To kill himself.
And,
End his suffering.
Opening his eyes, a golden light flashed in his pupils. Slowly, like molten gold, his eyes dissolved, they fluctuated, and eventually, they formed a golden cross.
The same golden cross that appeared whenever he was in a state of life and death.
But unlike in the past, this time, golden lightning coursed through his body. His mind worked in light speed, going through multiple memories, multiple scenarios, and eventually, like it usually does, it paved a way where Viktor could have 100% survivability.
A way for him to ADAPT in this new world.
With stiff movements, he sat up straight.
Now with his eyes shining golden, Viktor smiled brightly at the big blue sky.
"Hero Public Safety Commission."
Golden lightning glided along his arms, towards the edge of his fingertips. The orange glow emanating from his palm turned golden.
"If you have the power to manipulate society at will..."
In the classrooms of different students in different courses, they all stared at their windows with mouths agape. Near the beautiful garden of UA High, a golden glow lit the dark-shaded walls. They all peeked out of their windows and leaned in closer towards the source.
The clear sky was pierced by a golden pillar.
There was no sound.
There was only light.
And an all-encompassing blazing heat.
Viktor, with his right arm raised, grinned.
"Can you survive my explosions with that?"
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Yo~ Am back.
Hmm~, what could be Viktor's goals now?
A potential clash against Hero Public safety commission maybe~?
Who knows!
Anyway, here ya go, maybe spoiler warning... I think?
For those who lack imagination
[SuperNova](Rasengan)(Non-awakened) - (The move he used in the air) By producing nitroglycerin-like sweat from his palm, Viktor could create a revolving ball of heat.
[SuperNova2](Rasenshuriken) (Awakened) - (The final move he used on All For One.) By producing boiling nitroglycerin-like sweat from his arms*, Viktor could compress it in a shape of a pulsating orb of orange fire.
(SuperNova Forms)
Orange - MassDestruction
White - Compressed Air
Blue - Heat Wave
Red - Boiling Sweat
Gold - ???
[Collapsing Star](Kamehameha Wave/ Power Blast) - (A move he was supposed to use but was stopped by AllMight.) It is formed by cupping one's hands together and concentrating the nitroglycerin-like sweat in a single point. Effects are unknown.