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The atmosphere in the Japanese town of Musutafu today was extremely positive. A weak, inspiring wind and a pleasant, non-scorching heat created a uniquely balanced weather. If anyone looked at the city from the sky, they would see calmly moving cars on the roads with drivers inside them, creating the appearance of a snake. Of course, until the moment the cars reach the intersection, where their bizarre snake gives way to the appearance of a multi-headed hydra.

Adults went to work on foot, while schoolchildren went to gain important knowledge, creating a bizarre swarm of people who played with especially bright colors due to various quirks. An amazing picture when every third person in the crowd had a special distinctive sign in their appearance. There was a wonderful idyll in all this, which not everyone could experience.

The heroes patrolled the streets and occasionally exchanged phrases with fans, while the villains waited for the right moment in the shadows of the alleys to deliver their predatory blow to someone's back. Many understood the danger of an ordinary walk, but did not worry at all for themselves, proudly knowing that the greatest of all personalities would always stand on the side of the civilians. All Might is in their city, and every villain should be well aware of this.

The Symbol of Peace itself will save them, ordinary citizens, so why should they be afraid of anything? Besides, there are other heroes. Villains can never resist true righteous people!

And yet, today something happened to their Peace Symbol. Something definitely strange. No one has noticed anything yet, but... Changes will come to light sooner or later. Today, the Almighty has changed dramatically, secretly from everyone, but what exactly led to such changes? To find out all this, you need to pay attention to Toshinori Yagi's personal cottage, where a new page of a magnificent and even very perverted story began.

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A deafening ringing hit the eardrums of a thin man in an oversized T-shirt and trousers. His skeletal figure fell to the floor with the distinct sound of bones cracking. Two long locks of blond hair turned gray in a short moment, as if they had lost their former vitality. Toshinori Yagi did not understand what was happening, slowly losing himself in some ephemeral fire that tormented his soul.

Silence. The man's heart no longer beat. The two-story cottage was filled with piercing silence until everything was flooded with a magical glow.

Suddenly, the corpse in the main hall came to life. Graying hair regained its bright sunny color. He took one single breath and his heart started beating again. The body trembled and began to slowly rise from the floor. A real miracle happened. Especially the miracle happened for one person from another world. Toshinori somehow stood up and leaned against the wall, opening his eyes with a trembling. Although what kind of "Toshinori" is there, if now in his place is a completely different person, albeit one who has forgotten his past name.

- "Where am I and why did I survive?" - a hoarse voice escaped from a dry throat. Next, in his mind, along with a mechanical ringing, cloudy painful memories appeared, as if with sharp blades they pierced the very essence of this person. These memories flashed through the heroic events that All Might went through over the many years of his work. Some dialogues quickly flashed before his eyes. They discussed the search for a successor to his quirk, and then the most terrible battle from the past against "All For One", in which All Might emerged victorious, popped into his head.

Because of the last memory, the man doubled over, feeling hellish pain in the area of the left side of his chest. With trembling hands, he lifted the large white T-shirt that hung on his body, only to be horrified in the next moment by the wound that remained after the fight with the greatest villain in all of Japan.

"What nonsense?!" Why did I end up in the body of the Almighty?" - the man asked these questions, lowering his T-shirt and sitting on the floor. I remember that he once watched an anime called "My Hero Academia". There, one boy became the successor of a great and almost invincible hero. In the past, during his youth, he often watched all sorts of cartoons and imagined himself as a powerful character. But his youth had long passed and was replaced by the harsh reality of adult life without living parents, at the end of which real failure awaited him.

For a long time he was looking for a profession that would fit perfectly into his character. He wandered back and forth, being a phlegmatic person with a heightened sense of self-development, but he perfectly adapted many professions to suit himself. Working as a driver, he learned to perfectly understand when a person needs communication and when he definitely didn't have it. Working in the jewelry trade, he learned to cunning and manipulate clients. As a longshoreman, he valued endurance and developed physical strength. He collected the ideal set of qualities, but he still didn't know what to do with himself.

He was already over thirty, so he also decided to try himself as a lumberjack. After all, a new experience and new acquaintances. Basically, the work

The man liked it, except for the fact that one lonely tree somehow fell on him in some unknown way, sending his soul into the carcass of the Almighty. It's terrible, but the man never found his calling.

"Hm-yes. I was many things in my past life, but I was definitely not a hero in a suit. I changed masks, looked for a suitable role in a given situation. He didn't do much good, but he wasn't a bastard either. Have I just received a nudge from God? If the hero profession really turns out to be a favorite on my list of wonderful professions, then so be it, thank God. Well, now I'm Toshinori Yagi. Heh," grinning at his nonsense, the man ruffled his hair and began to think. Everything seemed like a strange dream, but the throbbing pain in the left chest area hinted at something completely different. His soul was transferred into the body of the Almighty just like that, without even warning or giving him the right to choose. In fact, he should rejoice, but the body of the Almighty itself... It simply dies. The red wound, like lines of a web, envelops the left area of the chest, pulsating with tight pain and not allowing the current Toshinori to breathe in any way calmly. Moreover, he only has three hours of combat training per day. The situation is so-so.

Suddenly, a mechanical bell rang in Yagi's head, causing the man to tremble all over. Toshinori began to look around, but did not find anything useful. Now he was sitting in the corner of the main hall of the cottage and did not even want to get up. Yellow wallpaper, a table in the middle and a blue sofa. The TV hangs on the wall, and in the other corner there is a stack of some magazines and a huge mirror. The cozy atmosphere pleased Toshinori. All these things were so familiar to him, but at the same time, so alien. Strange feeling.

[Welcome to the Greatest Hero System. Nod your head if you're willing to listen to me]

Toshinori saw such an inscription in the air at the moment. Rubbing his eyes, Yagi immediately realized that he had fallen into a terrible trap. Trap of the gods.

"Oh, this can't be true. They also slipped the system into the bargain," sighing, Toshinori rose from the floor. Then his blue eyes became much colder. The former tired look was replaced by a steely and threatening one. He had seen too much in his past life to panic in any way. Yagi understood that he needed to take matters into his own hands and be careful. Most likely, the system is controlled by someone, so there will definitely be manipulations and the man hates them most of all in relation to himself. This is hypocrisy, but still completely justified, if we do not forget that this reality is very cruel. However, all this is of great interest to such a person as the current Yagi. He loved self-development, and this world was definitely suited for that.

Nodding to the system inscription, Toshinori prepared for the fact that his life would now change dramatically. Yesterday he was cutting down forests, and today he will go heroic, listening to notations from the system. All his past life he rushed between professions, but now everything is different. There is no more choice, there is only a huge responsibility along with great opportunities!

"With the power of the Almighty, I could begin to conquer the world. In principle, it sounds good. Probably even better than cutting down forests. Heh" - and another laugh. After all, the situation amused him so much.